I was looking back at Walker's ultrasound and I couldn't help but notice that his baby sister looks kinda similar. These are different gestational ages. Walker is 19 weeks, 5 days. Baby girl is just 15. But look at the profiles.
Do you see a resemblance?
Walker
Baby Girl
I didn't get a single decent profile shot of our little lady at my anatomy ultrasound this week (HUGE BUMMER) or I would post something more recent.
But I might have a treat for y'all on Monday...
It blew my mind to hear the words "it's a girl" from our sweet ultrasound tech (Judith) bright and early yesterday morning.
I blinked at least eight times and squinted to make out the little line she was describing on the screen. Didn't see it. I asked her over and over, "are you sure?"
She was sure.
But I'm still not sure.
I was 100% convinced that I was having another little boy. Not because I preferred a boy. I was delighted either way. But I just had that vibe.
Guess my vibe was off on this one:).
And now I am trying to absorb the blissful reality that I will have a little girl.
Bows. Braided hair. Mary Janes. Leggings. Slumber parties. Barbies.
Sweetness.
So shocking. And so very wonderful.
Our little family of three (going on four) is proud to announce that a little lady will join our household this May.
That's right.
We are having a girl.
Name and pictures to come very soon...
We find out tomorrow whether we're having a boy or a girl. Soooooo...I need your guesses.
Leave a comment to let me know whether you think there is a dude or a dudette growing in my tummy.
I have a boyish vibe, but who knows, that could be because I already have a boy. One day, I think, ohhh...it would be so fun to experience a little girl (esp. since I'm so girly). The next day, I think, the bond of brothers is one of the best out there and it would be so cool to have two little boys.
We will be grinning ear-to-ear either way:).
I will post tomorrow night to let you know the final verdict...
In case you have been living under a proverbial rock and/or doing much more valuable things with your time, you may have missed the news...
THE BACHELOR STARTS TONIGHT
Tune into ABC at 8/7c to watch former bachelor, Brad Womack (above), get his chance with ANOTHER 30 insanely beautiful (albiet, prob a few off their rocker) women who are looking for love.
I know this show is a big bunch of bologna, but I am a sucker for lunch meat disguised as romance, so I will be watching on DVR after the UK game.
Will any of you be watching? It's okay, I won't tell:).
Here is my favorite former bachelor...
Happy 2011 to you and your loved ones!
A fresh start to make (and break;) all of those resolutions you've been mulling over.
Every single moment is a gift. It's cheesy, but true. Let us stop looking toward tomorrow to stop doing *this* or to start doing *that* and let us take life by the horns and resolve to REALLY LIVE.
Y'all help remind me of that when I am drowning in the everydayness of life, kay?:)
I try not to measure my parenting by successes and failures.
No, that's way too final.
I like to look it in terms of progress - often two steps forward, one step back.
This transition from crib to bed has been unpredictable. One night, Walker will sleep through without coming to our room once. The next, he wakes up eight times and we don't get a single hour of uninterrupted sleep. And sometimes it's a mixed bag.
But I choose to celebrate progress. No matter how small or fleeting it may seem.
As you can see in the picture above, we have been cuddling in the toddler bed with Walker until he falls asleep and creeping out the door once he's in deep enough slumber to drop his paci out of his mouth (that's my measure anyway).
We have started a new approach. Instead of crawling in the bed, we are sitting in a chair in his room until he falls asleep. He knows we're there, but he's not relying on the physical touch. Plus, it's way easier to slip out.
But even this situation cannot continue. He needs to be able to fall asleep in a room by himself, the way he did in his crib for the past five months. That is where some more deliberate work will begin to wean him a tad so he realizes that he doesn't need us there to fall asleep or to help him get back to sleep when he wakes during the night.
I'm not gonna lie - I dread the week (or more) it will probably take to get him to that point.
I am open to and BEGGING (yes, I am begging YOU) for any tips. My family and friends have already given me some amazing counsel and reassurance (you know who you are - THANK YOU) and I can use all of the support I can get as we go through what seems like a major transition for me (could be the preggo hormones...).
How did you make the move from crib to bed?
How did you teach your toddler to stay in their bed/room?
How long should this transition take?
Will I ever get a good night's sleep again;)?
Here we are snuggling on Christmas Eve. Don't you love my pretend sleeping face? I have to keep my eyes closed or he will start talking to me. Ha!
Christmas was delightful.
Way too many presents.
But the presence of family and friends was the best part.
Even Baby #2 got in on the celebration by giving me a few tummy flutters on Christmas morning.
I hope that each of you had a magical Christmas with your loved ones.
And we all know a little snow makes things more magical & Christmassy:).
Merry Mas(more)Christ from our family to yours.
And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9 An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10 But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. 11 Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord. 12 This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”
13 Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,
14 "Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”
Luke 2:8-14
We had two big events the night after my son decided two crawl out of his crib for the first time. First, the kids were singing in church (so, so, so precious). Second, the Webb Christmas dinner at Claudia Sanders.
First, the preciousness...
Next, the nightmare family photo after dinner. Hmmmm...can anyone find my child? Yup, that's what a 12:20 a.m. bedtime, a bad nap and a sit down restaurant will do to a two year old.
To end on a positive note, Lee's Aunt (Georgia) told me that they have been doing the cake for Jesus at Webb Family gatherings for almost 50 years. What an awesome tradition to continue for generations to come!
So...this post wraps up my series of crazy weekend posts. And let me tell you, I didn't even get to all of the happenings - like the pooh that covered the entire hall bath. But that's another post.
Life is CRAZY around the Webb household. In the makes you laugh, pull your hair out, wish you had a camera, you had to be there to believe it sort of way. And I am fairly convinced that if you are reading this blog it's because it makes you feel like your home is kinda normal compared to mine;).
