due to the ridiculous amount of snow, i was forced to reschedule my 17 week appt. and saw Dr. K a little closer to the 18 mark.
holy, almost halfway.whew.
this kid is already throwing curve balls with a heartbeat that is fluctuating, that even those who believe in wives tales couldn't make an accurate assumption about the sex of baby k #2.
we started our appts with a 178, then 164 and now a heartbeat of 152 just shy of 18 weeks.
i looked back to week #17 with Banks and his heartbeat was 158.
this game of numbers is just plain crazy.
i've been feeling baby K#2 move quite a bit this week, especially after sweets!
i'm so thankful and so blessed for this movement as i pondered upon this blog
http://ohmifam.blogspot.com/2014/02/big-things-come-in-small-packages.html
last night as i scrolled through Facebook before bed. don't read it unless you have a box of tissues in hand. but, please read it and please pray for this brave family who experienced something so awful.
with banks are the happiest moments of my day.
most days, we talk on our 15 minute ride to daycare about school buses, trucks, snow and rain and sometimes sunshine - "eyes hurt, so bright" is usually the way the 'moon' is described.
and then on the way home i will ask b how his day was. usually he'll just start talking jibberish and will say "see nana, see daddy, see papa, see hadley", which obviously doesn't answer my question.
then, the other day, when i asked him 'how was your day?' he responded.
"Good."
"What did you do today?"
"Play with Camden."
"What did you play?"
"We played with toys."
"Was it fun?"
"Playing toys is fun."
we had a conversation and it was awesome. and it made me realize how smart and witty this little boy is becoming.
