http://sharing.theflip.com/session/ca3f8302cc6bdf017693e7d9fbbcfd3b/video/20293461
(Link to a video provided by Tammy, or as we wish to call her Meema)
My family threw Logan a lovely baby shower. We had all the McCombers and the Erickson come! I absolutely love seeing my cousins grow from little cousins to big cousins. All the little star lit eyes that were once filled with dreams of princesses and white knights are dazzling with knowledge, experience, curiosity, and hopes of a bright and successful lives in school, occupations, and families. I do wish I was closer to my cousins but even the opportunity to watch from a far has been an absolute privilege. My Aunts, Grandparents, and mothers have been an unbelievable help and support with this child. He will soon be the little one running around dreaming of far off places in space and deep jungles. I know that my family will be there to lead him and guide him all through his life even past the time when his eyes will be filled with knowledge and experience.
Thank you to my wonderful family for making this happen!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Oh To Breathe Again
This pregnancy has been exceptionally easy on me. I had no morning sickness, little neausea, minimal trouble with fatigue, and no rediculous cravings. I thank my healthy lifestyle for the lack of these unpleasent things most pregnancies are troubled with. As I am approaching my last three months I am experiencing the least favorite section of my life. (This is going against kidney stones, Mono., and finals)
Why woman say "I can't wait to be pregnant again" absolutely flabergast me! I have gained weight beyond what I expected (although I admit I still look good physically). I have stopped workingout. Something that I regret every second. The back of my legs looks like a stretched out plastic bag. I have no stretch marks on my stomach, but of course, they went to the place were they will be most exposed in a swim suit. I know they will soon go away which is an encouraging thing to look forward to.
I never realized how bad my back hurts until I found the only comfortable position on my stomach. So much pressure was released but much to poor Carl's expense considering he needs to be a part of the pile of pillows that are to be shoved under me so baby is not crushed inot my spine.
I miss a good nights sleep. For the last month I have been waking up at 2:30 either to heat, heartburn, need to relieve my poor crushed bladder, or the fact Logan decided to wake up and have a disco party in his water bed. Sometimes I can go back to sleep relatively quickly but it is getting harder and harder. Carl is also suffering because I do not sleep curled up anymore but spread out with my arms over my head and my legs spread apart. On a little full sized bed it is not alway a comfortable experience for either of us.
Logan moves on his own now. He is exteremly strong, at times too strong. He has found mommy's diaphragm and lower ribs to be a fun toy to wrestle with and makes it very hard to breathe. Sitting in class it is so distracting with ones tummy moving as if there is a snake swirling around inside a bubble.
Iwant to meet my little Logan. I want to see his little face, toes, eyes, ears and all the other little parts of him. I want to hear his cry and his giggle. I want him to be comfortable and not smashed and water bound. I want to see this little spirit God has blessed Carl and I to watch over. But most of all, I WANT HIM OUT OF ME!
Why woman say "I can't wait to be pregnant again" absolutely flabergast me! I have gained weight beyond what I expected (although I admit I still look good physically). I have stopped workingout. Something that I regret every second. The back of my legs looks like a stretched out plastic bag. I have no stretch marks on my stomach, but of course, they went to the place were they will be most exposed in a swim suit. I know they will soon go away which is an encouraging thing to look forward to.
I never realized how bad my back hurts until I found the only comfortable position on my stomach. So much pressure was released but much to poor Carl's expense considering he needs to be a part of the pile of pillows that are to be shoved under me so baby is not crushed inot my spine.
I miss a good nights sleep. For the last month I have been waking up at 2:30 either to heat, heartburn, need to relieve my poor crushed bladder, or the fact Logan decided to wake up and have a disco party in his water bed. Sometimes I can go back to sleep relatively quickly but it is getting harder and harder. Carl is also suffering because I do not sleep curled up anymore but spread out with my arms over my head and my legs spread apart. On a little full sized bed it is not alway a comfortable experience for either of us.
Logan moves on his own now. He is exteremly strong, at times too strong. He has found mommy's diaphragm and lower ribs to be a fun toy to wrestle with and makes it very hard to breathe. Sitting in class it is so distracting with ones tummy moving as if there is a snake swirling around inside a bubble.
Iwant to meet my little Logan. I want to see his little face, toes, eyes, ears and all the other little parts of him. I want to hear his cry and his giggle. I want him to be comfortable and not smashed and water bound. I want to see this little spirit God has blessed Carl and I to watch over. But most of all, I WANT HIM OUT OF ME!
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