40 Weeks with Baby D #3

I have to admit that I was hoping to not have to write a 40 week blog post. I would much rather be snuggling my little one, but as it turns out, I'm not in control. 

Today is Baby Danner's due date, the day we've been waiting 10 months for. And although it feels a little anti-climatic, I'm thankful that baby is still safe and growing smarter and bigger.

Trying to have a little fun while waiting on baby.

I have about two shirts and a pair of pants that still fit, my feet are swollen and my long slender fingers have turned into man hands. My back hurts and I think I got up almost every hour to use the bathroom last night. 

I'm definitely ready to be done, BUT God is good. I've received a lot of sweet messages with people checking up on me. We had a fun morning with cousins, Addy and Remi are playing well and making me smile and there are some fun things going on this weekend that will be fun to go to if Baby doesn't make an appearance. I'm tired but trying to trust in His timing.

"My times are in your hand." Psalm 31:15

Looking forward to my next update introducing you to our new little one!

39 Weeks and 5 Days with Baby D #3

Tomorrow I will be two days away from my due date. Two. Days.

Our lives will be forever changed any minute from now or 1-2 weeks from now. Waiting on a baby is the weirdest thing right? There's nothing like waiting on a baby to remind you how much you are NOT in control. Some days I am better at giving up that control than others. Today, I am trying really hard to trust in His timing and not my own. 

Today I am 39 weeks and 5 days pregnant and can greatly relate with this lady that I found on Pinterest.

(http://thislittleadventureofmine.blogspot.com/2014/08/39-weeks.html?spref=pi)

I've entered Stage 5 of pregnancy according to the Scary Mommy blogger:

"You feel enormous and none of your maternity clothes fit. You want to crash through walls and shout “oh yeah!” like the KoolAid man. People keep saying “Haven’t you had that baby yet?” You have a new appreciation for how difficult it is for the elderly and morbidly obese to get around and swear you’re going to become an advocate for their rights once you catch your breath. You’re no longer scared of birth you just want this kid out of you and if that means pulling it through your right nostril, so be it."

That pretty much sums it up. I could add to the list of aches and pains and reasons why I am so done being pregnant, but instead, I'll leave you with a few lines from a book that I picked up again tonight after not giving it much thought at first. I was just telling someone the other day that I didn't really care for the book, Loving the Little Years, because it had too many analogies or metaphors or whatever those things are called. I wasn't really getting anything out of it. But in my insomnia,  I gave it another chance and found some really encouraging words in chapter 14 titled "Me Time" that I thought were particullary encouraging giving my current state.

"Motherhood is what your stomach was made for - and any wear and tear that it shows is simply the sign of a well-used tool. We are not to treat our bodies like museum pieces. They were not given to us to preserve, they were given to us to use. So use it cheerfully, and maintain it cheerfully."

The author goes on to say:

"Scars and stretch marks and muffin tops are all part of your kingdom work. One of the greatest testimonies Christian women have in our world today is the testimony of joyfully giving your body to another while so many women choose to not have children or abort the children that they were given, the testimony of women who know the cost and joyfully pay it is profound……… So realize that your body  is a testimony to the world of God's design. Carry the extra weight joyfully until you can lose it joyfully."

That last part is something I definitely want to remember in the next months as getting dressed becomes the question of "what will fit today." I want to enjoy my new baby and when the time comes, work hard to loose that weight with a joyful heart. I'm sure I will have to look back at this several times.

I read a few other chapters and they were all so good and so timely, which seems to be a theme lately. God is using books and bible studies to speak to my heart, just where I am at and I am so thankful. And since I have the worst memory ever, I do my best to document and put things in places where I can look back on them. I usually do that here, which is the reason for the quote overload today. Sorry friends.

In that same chapter in Loving the Little Years, the author Rachel Jankovic, suggests that our identity as Christian women is intertwined with our family, our husband and children. I would ague that our identity is actually in Christ and finding our identity in other people could be a dangerous thing, however, she did have a good point in that we don't need a day alone to shop to "rediscover ourselves" or find out what we are really all about. Instead if we're looking for "me time," she suggested going on a date with your husband or doing something special with your kids. And I think that I will do just that. 

Instead of banking a bunch of alone time before the baby comes, because who knows when I will get it again, I'm going to take the kids out to do something fun tomorrow. It probably won't be life changing, because it's pretty hard to move, but maybe I'll buy them a scone at Starbucks and let them pick out a drink that they always ask for, because it will only be just the two of them for so much longer. Hopefully not too much longer, but you get the idea. 

Here's to ceasing the day! Carpe Diem and all that.

37 Weeks with Baby D {Early Term}

I learned something new at my check up today: 37 weeks is no long considered "full term" but "early term." I won't be considered full term until 38 weeks. However, if I were to go into labor today, they wouldn't do anything to stop it. But either way, we've made it to the safe zone and even though it could be a week or 3 weeks before baby, I'm getting really excited (and a little anxious) about meeting our little one.

Matt and I toured the hospital this weekend, bought a new car seat and finished the nursery. We're in the process of buying a new car, the few baby clothes I've bought are being washed as I type and I'm hoping to have us all packed and ready for the big day by tomorrow.

I'd say we're ready to do this baby thing!

35 Weeks with Baby D #3

Well friends, we are 35 weeks along with our third little one and I think I am finally starting to slow down. With a lot of our friends gearing up for back to school and summer winding down, we've spent a lot of time at home this week. Typically, I love to go and do, but just thinking about loading the kids up and getting out in the heat makes me tired and I'm learning to love our slow days spent together at home. 

I managed to give myself (and Addy) a pedicure the other day, but Addy refused a picture with me.

Being home more has also given me more time to work on the nursery. Things are finally starting to come together in there and after I get Matt's help hanging a few things up, it will be ready for baby. I'm looking forward to bringing our little one home to the same room that both his or her siblings have lived in and enjoyed. 

A blizzard because it's hot and messy shirt because I don't fit under the table. I seriously need a belly bib.

Speaking of siblings and rooms, the big kids are loving sharing a room and we've had a surprisingly smooth transition. Bedtime takes a little bit longer and we can often hear them talking to each other past bedtime, but Remi has given up his paci and is enjoying being a "big boy." We've made zero progress in the potty training department but that's ok. All in good time right?

With our due date getting closer and closer, I just keep dreaming about the day we will meet our little one, literally. I've been having so many random dreams about the baby. In one, we found out the gender but only told some people. It was a girl. In another, we had the baby, a boy, and then I completely forgot about it! Someone asked to see him and when I went to get him from his crib, he wasn't there. I had totally forgotten he was in the NICU. I woke up feeling so irresponsible and had to remind myself it was just a dream. But thankfully, crazy dreams are usually a sign of good sleep.

32 weeks. Photo credit: Addy Grace

These last few weeks have gone by so fast and yet so slow! I can't believe in two weeks I will be full term. We'll see if this little one will be early like his sister or late like her brother.

30 Weeks with Baby D #3

Tomorrow marks 31 weeks with Baby Danner Number 3. So I thought this would be a pretty good time to get my 30 week update posted. Better late than never right?

Im 30 weeks, 6 days pregnant with my 3rd child and my mind has gone to mush. In the words of my (almost) two year old: "I so tired." Trying to formulate sentences makes my head hurt, so I'll just leave you with these baby bump photos from the past month. There may be a few weeks missing because my midwife moved up my due date from September 28th to the 17th. Which means, I basically skipped two weeks of pregnancy! Of course, we all know that due dates don't really mean anything and that baby's come when they're ready but I like feeling like I'm a little bit farther along.

This babe already has a team of doctors taking care of it.

Thankful for some sweet quiet time by the river in downtown Vail. I want to go back.

Taking the Chair Lift up Copper Mountain. This was right before I dropped my water bottle and my sweet hubby rode back up to retrieve it for me.

29 weeks at 10,000 in beautiful Colorado.

25 Weeks with Baby D

The last month since my previous pregnancy update has been full of ups and downs. Matt and I celebrated our 7th anniversary, I had another ultrasound and all four of us got a nasty stomach bug that knocked us out for about a week. Needless to say, it's been a little rough on my already emotional self. Thankfully, every day gets us closer to meeting our little one. 

My second ultrasound (and probably last, if everything continues to go well) was a special one because my Mom got to join me. The tech said our little one had a beautiful heart which is always encouraging to hear. She also said he or she was measuring even bigger than at our last ultrasound, with a possible due date of 9/11 which is 17 days ahead of schedule. 

*Enter big eyed emoji here*

Since I have a little bit of experience with large babies, (Remi was a day late and over nine pounds) Im not getting my  hopes up. Im planning on a very large October baby and anything different will be a pleasant surprise. 

Everything else has been going well. I'm finding that a good night's sleep, good food and a walk before bed help keep me sane and in less pain. When my energy levels are up, I have an overwhelming desire to organize everything in the house and am having fun finding things for the new Big Kid's room and baby room. 

With all we've had going on lately, I've been slacking on taking any baby bump pics, but here are the two I've managed to capture:

This was on the night we celebrated our anniversary. We had such a great evening and I'm so thankful for our special time together. 

And here we have all three of my babies. One is doing flips in my tummy while one begs to be held and the other attempts to tie a ribbon around her waist. 

I love them all. 

Half Way Baked {20 Weeks with Baby D}

We are officially half way through this pregnancy with Baby Danner #3!!

Matt and I went to our 20 week ultrasound on Friday and although we might not have found out the sex like most people do, we had a great time and were thrilled to see our little one moving and squirming around in it's cozy womb.

I always forget how much fun the 20 week ultrasound is and I'm excited to get another peek at the baby in a month since they didn't get all the measurements they needed. The tech did, however, say that Baby D was measuring 11 days ahead of schedule, which at this point means we could meet our little one earlier than expected, or…. we might have another nine plus pound baby on our hands. Oh my!

That's it for this week's update, here's a look back at the previous month with Baby Danner.

Yes, that is a Target sticker on my belly. Addy insisted that the Baby needed it.

You can't beat 19 weeks with your toes in the sand!

15 Weeks with Baby D #3

We are well into the 15th week of pregnancy with Baby Danner #3 and I have to say that I am thrilled to finally be in the "honeymoon" phase of the second trimester. My mood swings seem to have evened out and I don't wake up feeling like I'm hung over or like a bus has hit me anymore. Praise the Lord!

The first trimester was a bit rough but I (we) made it through thanks to the support of sweet family and friends, raspberry popsicles and iced chai teas. I was a bit of a mess those first 12 to 13 weeks and survival was the name of the game, but after hitting that 15 week mark, I'm hoping to thrive instead of just survive. 

10 weeks along and already starting to show. Eek! Hoping its just my body already familiar with pregnancy and not the making of another 9 pound plus baby.

11 weeks and having fun with this weekly (probably bi-weekly or monthly in my case) baby bump photo idea from Jessica Lynn Writes.

14 weeks on a chilly day in South Carolina. It was way too cold to be wearing sandals but someone didn't pack well.

15 weeks on Easter Sunday and loving this tunic from Old Navy that made me feel less like a chubby momma and more like a trendy hot wife!

My three babies at my check up this past week. A two hour appointment just to hear the heartbeat and schedule an ultrasound. Addy and Remi were troopers and I was so proud of them. 

The First Trimester

After hearing the little's one heartbeat for the first time a few weeks ago, I was excited to finally announce the addition to our family on social media. It never really seems real until then right? And since then, I have been itching to sit down and blog about the first few months of pregnancy. Blogging, or writing really, is how I process things sometimes and I like having things documented so I can go back to them later.

This pregnancy has been a trying one. We found out we were pregnant when I was only about 4 weeks  along and before that I had a gut feeling that something was up because my hormones were turning me into a crazy person. 

We had a lovely, low-key Christmas and enjoyed some uninterrupted family time in our newly renovated living room. The Monday after Christmas, Matt returned to work, taking our car with him because something was wrong with his. We were stuck at home for the day, which is usually fine. I can handle a day at home, I like my home, but on this Monday after Christmas I completely freaked out. I had never felt like this before, I felt hopeless, trapped inside, anxious about nothing and everything and I couldn't stop crying. It was so so weird and scary. 

I desperately called Matt and asked him to come home, something I've never done. I can only imagine what was going through his mind but he came home and comforted me and we made a plan to get out of the house for dinner that night. After that, I was fine. The kids woke up from their nap, we played and were excited to go to dinner when Matt came home. Over dinner, Matt and I decided that my bought of the crazies was simply the after Christmas blues and I would be fine.

The next morning I didn't feel so fine, in fact, I felt pretty awful for the next two weeks. The weekends and the days we had plans with friends were better, but the bad kind of out weighed the good. I had no idea what was going on and that scared me, I began hoping I was pregnant just so that I would have something to blame these crazy feelings on. 

As it turns out, I was pregnant! We were thrilled and I was a little relieved that I wasn't just loosing my mind. Having a baby seemed like a good reason to go a little bonkers. 

After that, my mood swings would come and go. Somedays were fine and others were just terrible. We'd come home from a family day full of fun and I wouldn't be able to stop crying. There were moments when I felt so sad, for no reason and full of fear about everything. 

I was scared that Matt wouldn't make it home from work and I'd be left on my own with three kids, I was scared that something would happen to my parents, or to us all, that something terrible would happen and I would be the only one left on this planet. I was obviously loosing my mind. 

At one point, things got really bad. The weather had been yucky for a few days and I was so scared and sad and tired and I had no idea what to do. My sweet Mom, whom I would often call in tears, flew to Albuquerque from Florida where her and my Dad and Grandma were on vacation. She came to take care of me, missing the birth of my newest nephew and I was so thankful. Im 29 and about to have three kids of my own, but I needed my Momma. 

While my Mom was in town, we figured out that eating frequently and keeping my blood sugar up helped. When she wasn't here, she'd text me throughout the day to make sure I was eating enough. And we also found out that my vitamin D and iron were really low. I started taking supplements and a prenatal vitamin heavy with iron and eventually my hormones started to even out a little. 

I still had some bad days. More people than I am comfortable with saw me cry ugly tears for basically no reason. But I think some good things came out of all this craziness. When anyone asked how I was feeling, I would tell them. I didn't hold back. I asked for prayer and then I asked for prayer again. I reached out to people who I knew experienced similar symptoms, I opened up and became vulnerable and a crazy thing happened. People wanted to hang out with me, they wanted to love one me. People prayed with us and for us, brought us food and had us over for dinner. It was amazing and we were so grateful. 

It's scary to think how going through depression or something similar would be without the support of loving friends and family. Or a husband for that matter. Did I mention yet how great my husband has been through all of this? Maybe that's why I had so much anxiety about loosing him, because he's just that great. He's been patient with me, while also giving me some tough love at the times I needed it. I am blessed.

There's really no point to this post besides besides me finally (I hope) being on the other side of something crazy and processing while I write and also giving a little shout out to those of you who were there when we needed a friend. If you're reading this (does anyone read this anymore?), you know who you are. Thank you. Thank you for loving us or me, when I might not have been lovable. Thank you for giving me a shoulder to cry on, literally. Thank you for being the body of Christ.

Yesterday....

Yesterday, Addy woke up from her first night spent in a big girl bed. She did great until Mom went in to wake her up, scared her and she fell off the bed onto her butt.

Yesterday we enjoyed a hot, sunny afternoon at the pool with Gran, Granmarie and Gramps. Addy, who's always a happy girl in the water, was just giddy to have so many of her favorite people in the pool with her.

Yesterday, only hours after leaving the pool, we watched the rain pour down in our backyard. It was such a nice evening, with the windows open, watching the lightning and listening to the thunder. What a blessing the rain will be to this dry New Mexico desert!

Yesterday marked 39 weeks with Baby D still in the tum tum. I honestly didn't think I would be pregnant this long. Thankfully, God is in control and I am learning to trust in his timing.

Yesterday, we went to bed with hearts full from a relaxing, rejuvenating weekend. Waiting on a baby can be somewhat consuming and Matt and I both enjoyed the time we had together, and with family.

Yesterday was a good day.

38 Weeks and Maternity Photos

We are 38 weeks along now. 

Miss Adelyne decided to enter the world at about 38 weeks so I'm beginning to feel a little anxious, wondering when this little one will decide to make his/her appearance. 

At the baby doctor on Friday, I found out that the baby has dropped! I've also been having a lot of contractions so hopefully it won't be much longer. 

Other than the baby getting into position, not a lot has changed since my last update, besides my weight (40 pounds total, yikes!!!), so how about I take this opportunity to show off the maternity pictures we had taken recently.

Our friend, Trent, took the pictures and I think he did a great job. You can check out his website here.

Even with bugs swarming in her face, Addy was champ at taking pictures. The baby giraffe that "Misser Hunter" had in his pocket might have helped a little. 

Weeks later, Addy is still talking about going to take "pishas with Misser Hunter" and the other day she told me to put my hand on my belly so she could take my picture.

Love this one!

Thanks Trent for capturing our growing family in precious pictures that we will cherish.

Go check out his website, www.trenthunterphotography.com

Also, visit my Etsy Shop where you will find Addy's hair bow for sale.

37 Weeks: Full Term!

As of yesterday, I am 37 weeks pregnant. We are officially full term which means that little Baby D can come whenever he or she is ready. 

We attempted to celebrate the big day by playing hooky from church and going on a family picnic in the mountains only to find out, after driving all the way up there, that the forest was closed. After several failed attempts at accessing anything that resembled a picnic area, we decided to head home, grab our suites and hit the pool.

Addy didn't seem to mind the change of plans at all and enjoyed watching the cars go by as she ate her granola bar on the side of the road. She even said "This is fun!"

Even though our plans didn't work out, we ended up having a great day of fun in the sun and came home beat! 

Addy and Baby Everett by the pool. She is going to be a great big sister!

After a much needed nap time, all three of us got the nesting bug. Matt got out boxes of baby stuff that we had been storing in the garage, washed the car seat and set up the pac n play. I washed all the baby blankets and little mint green, gender neutral onesies from when Addy was born and Addy "tested" all the baby toys. 

I think it's safe to say that we are officially ready for baby!

We are also officially in the "waiting for baby" phase of pregnancy. After getting out all of our baby stuff, I found it a little hard to sleep last night, thinking about the little one coming soon and I was certain that almost every little pain I felt could be the onset of labor.

Although I would love to meet him or her sooner rather than later, we have a date night planned on Wednesday that I would really like to make it to. And then there's the 4th of July, which I'm looking forward to celebrating with friends. So, if I were in control, which we all know I'm not (thank goodness!), I would have the baby come this Saturday while Matt is home and my Mom is hopefully here. Doesn't that sound ideal?

Coffee date with my little lady on our way to the grocery store. I don't know how many more of these we will have before the baby comes so we're taking every opportunity we have.

Last week, I felt better than I have in a while but I'm moving pretty slow this week. Prayers for strength and endurance during these final weeks would be appreciated. Thankfully God is in control of this whole process and I'm finding more and more these days that all I really need to do is rest in him.

One More Month!

We are officially one month away from my due date. One. Month. 

I think I can, I think I can, I think I can....

Phew! Pregnancy #2 is kicking my butt! Well, actually my ribs but it's all the same at this point right?

We're about four weeks away (maybe less? fingers crossed!) from meeting our little one and I think I've just about had enough of this pregnancy stuff. My body hurts. As soon as we've reached full term, there will be no reason to lolly gag; this baby can come out as soon as he or she is ready.

Swollen Feet

I hate to complain, but round two has been just a little bit tougher and I think that Matt, Addy and I are ready for this momma to at least be able to walk from one room to the other without moaning. And we are all pretty anxious to snuggle our little one and answer the big question: boy or girl?

Addy was asked twice at the grocery store today if she was getting a little brother or sister and both times her answer was different. We really have no idea what's rolling around in my belly. I don't have any motherly instincts that are pointing me one way or another, so either way, it will be a pleasant surprise.

My last appointment with the midwife was a good one. I only gained one pound since my previous appointment and she gave me a prescription for Zantac to relieve my heartburn and I am happy to say that it is working like a charm! Why didn't I ask for that sooner?!?

This heat has been pretty brutal but thankfully, I have great in laws with a pool who've been generous hosts in letting me and Addy spend our days swimming away! I also have a pretty awesome husband whose taken over the grocery shopping and some of the cooking to give me a break. What would I do without all these great people in my life?

33 Weeks and 2 Days

I don't have a creepy self portrait for you today, just this photo that gives you a little glimpse of what I've been up to nesting-wise.

The quilt is coming along. The only step left to do is the border. I had enough fabric left over to make a pillow and some burp cloths. I've completed one (very tiny) crocheted blanket and picked out some cute going home outfits.

Addy and I went to the Baby Doctor again on Thursday. We like to make fun little outings of my appointments and this time Addy to got hear the baby's heartbeat as well her own. 

Little Baby Pearl is spending most of her time practicing to be a gymnast. This little one moves much more than I remember Addy moving and sometimes its actually pretty painful, but it's also a good sign that all is well in the womb.

When I'm not dodging little kicks, quilting and chasing after my energetic two year old, I'm putting my feet up and fighting off heartburn. My energy level has been low lately and even though I've always had chubby ankles or "kankles," I'm pretty sure my feet have been swollen a couple times. My fingers have also felt a little fuller lately, which I think might have something to do with the heat, but either way, I've given up wearing my wedding ring until after the baby comes.

That sweet little thing will be here before we know it and we're trying our best to be ready. We ordered a new camera last night and I've started a packing list for my hospital bag. We're not going to let him or her catch up by surprise again this time.

30 Weeks

We're less than 10 weeks away from D-day!

As of Sunday, I'm 30 weeks prego and beginning to feel like it's crunch time as far as baby projects go. 10 weeks isn't a long time when you have quilts and blankets to finish.

My symptoms this week have mostly been heartburn whenever I eat something spicy, or salty or sweet or tangy, or if I just look at food I start to get that uncomfortable feeling that's leaving me with a bad taste in my mouth all the time. Otherwise, I feel great and have been sleeping like a rock! But, even after a good night's sleep I usually wake up tired which is probably to be expected when you're carrying another human in your belly.

So here's the 30 week self portrait. My belly button has definitely "popped" and I'm starting to gain weight at rapid speeds (3 pounds in 4 days!!). I'd like to say it's all baby weight but my recent love for milkshakes might have something to do with it too. 

28 Weeks

Yesterday marked the first day of my third and final trimester. It's the beginning of the end for pregnancy number two. Even though, I'm looking forward to sleeping on my stomach again, I'm going to miss feeling baby movements all hours of the day and I'm a little sad that this pregnancy is going by so quickly.

At 28 weeks, I'm finally feeling pretty good and craving milkshakes, cereal and anything sweet. I think I've gained about 20 pounds, we've chosen two names and I've begun to nest!

"Nesting" for me this time around means making fun things for Baby Pearl including a crocheted blanket, quilt and fun accessories. And since we have most of the essentials already, I'm excited to purchase some non-essential things like a Vera Bradley diaper bag I've had my eye on and Matt is looking into getting a new camera to capture all those precious firsts.

My biggest complaint or discomfort is that my right hip falls asleep when I lay on either side. So, settling down to fall asleep has been a bit of a challenge but once I do get to sleep, I'm out.

We're moving right along, this baby will be here before we know it!

P.S. I never did find out what the short cervix thing was all about. I'm guessing everything is fine since I haven't had any signs of pre term labor. I have an appointment with the Baby Doctor on Friday so we'll see what all the fuss was about.

24 Weeks, 5 Days

 Well, we've reached the six month mark of pregnancy number 2. (24 weeks and 5 days if you want to get technical) Four more months to go and I'm already waddling! I'm sure that's not a good sign of things to come in the next 4 months, but at least the baby is healthy and growing. 

I pretty much hate the picture-in-the-mirror-with-the-phone-camera photos but what's a busy mom to do when she actually got dressed and no one else is around? And really what's the reality of staying dressed until the husband comes home? I'm usually sporting a pony tail and shorts by 3 pm these days.

Addy went with me to see the "baby doctor" yesterday. She managed to sit still almost the whole time and got to hear the baby's heartbeat at the end. I'm pretty sure she still has absolutely no idea what's going on but it's fun to include her.

Caption please! 

This picture is hilarious to me and needs a funny caption to go with it. Unfortunately, funny captions has never been my strong suite. Any suggestions?

I got a surprise phone call from the midwife this afternoon. It appears that my cervix is slightly shorter than what's normal. Huh? She moved my scheduled ultrasound up a few days so that she could measure me. Given my history of a normal, full term delivery, there's really nothing to worry about but she did end the conservation with "so, if you go into preterm labor over the weekend, just come on in and we'll check you out." Hmm...

21.5 Weeks

Yesterday, at 21 1/2 weeks, Matt and I got to see our newest little peanut during an ultrasound.

I was having a hard time getting excited since we'd done this once before and wouldn't be finding out the sex but it was surprisingly just as fun and exciting the second time around. 

So far, Pearl, as we've started calling him/her, is much different from her big sister. At 20 weeks, Addy was in the perfect spot and we were able to get the cutest little profile picture of her. This baby was being bashful, had her head buried in my tummy and wouldn't let us get a good look at her. But that just means we get to go back for another ultrasound in a few weeks.

He has taken after his big sister in some ways though, like sleeping on his head?!?  (Addy is a stomach, butt in the air sleeper) The ultrasound picture didn't come out great, so I won't share it (and who really thinks ultrasound pics are cute besides the proud parents?), but it looks like he's upside down. Silly baby!

That's one proud papa who semi-willingly let me snap a photo of him and the baby at our coffee date after the ultrasound. 

According to the tech, our baby is beautiful and just fine. Yeah! She's also measuring at 22 weeks, four days ahead of schedule. So in my head that means that we are four days closer to meeting our little one than we originally thought!

17 Weeks with Baby D

Today marks 17 weeks with little Baby D nestled safely in my belly.

With the exception of an insurance complication, which put me at the doctor's much later than I would have liked, things have been much more laid back this time around. We're only taking belly bump pics every couple of weeks and since we plan on the little one living in our closet for a few months, Im not feeling stressed about planning the perfect nursery before my due date. We're definitely excited though and I'm thankful that God has relieved me of the anxiety I was feeling before getting to the doctor. So, here's what's been going on with Baby D these last four months.

11 weeks on New Years Eve!

I was still dealing some morning sickness and craving Chinese food, Orange Juice, Club Soda with lemon (my morning sickness cure) and salty potato chips.

15 Weeks

According to my What to Expect App, the baby was the size of an orange and I ran out of pants that would button over my growing belly.

17 Weeks

These past couple of weeks brought some exciting moments. I was able to hear the Baby's heartbeat, felt little baby flutters and even had people asking me if I was expecting another one.

Praise the Lord for 17 sweet weeks with our precious baby.

An Announcement

We've been keeping a little secret... kind of. Most of you have probably been in on our little secret for a while and if you follow me on Pinterest, you might already have an idea of what's going on with the Danner family. Well, it's time to make things official (and we all know that nothing is officially official until it's on the blog or Facebook).

We're expecting!

Baby Danner number 2 is due July 21st and we are thrilled. The Lord has been faithful to our little family.

We're almost 16 weeks along and so thankful to be in the 2nd trimester. 

This is how we broke the news to most of our family

Although Addy has no idea how her life will change in about 6 months, she likes the idea of having a baby around and has already picked out where her little brother or sister will sit at the dinner table. And in case you're wondering, little Baby D's gender will be a surprise once again.

Life with an almost 2 year old has been keeping us busy and I imagine life will only get more hectic once we have two, but I intend to keep the blogging up as much as I can. So, be sure to stay tuned for baby updates, belly pics and of course, cute stories and pictures of Miss Adelyne.