One quick final update...we've officially reached the third trimester! 2/3 of the way there! I don't know if I speak for Brandon, but I can feel a little panic start to set in...she'll be here before we know it!
This weekend she gets to take her first trip to Iowa, and we're so excited to see everyone!
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Under Construction
Now that we have a pretty good idea that our little Bean is indeed pink, we've started working on the nursery. First, we had to clear space out of one of our upstairs bedrooms. To do this, we added a spare room in the basement for when visitors come (very safe during a tornado...not so safe during a fire...don't worry, we have very good smoke detectors!). Though we had most of what we needed, we couldn't do much with that room until we had some acceptable flooring put in. I'm happy to say that we got that completed at the end of June, and our little basement room is ready for visitors! Here are some pictures of the finished product...
With that, we were able to start on the nursery. It's been kind of slow going, as we've been juggling a lot of softball (Brandon) and schoolwork (me...I got the junky end of that deal!). But we've been plugging away and hope to get our painting done sometime in the near future. We've chose gray, white, and Tiffany blue (with a little yellow) as our colors (and if we need to, we can man it up with some navy thrown in...but we're still holding tight to those 60/40 odds!). Here are a few shots of our progress...
Bean's empty room...
Copper is supervising...
Slow and steady....
Getting closer!
We'll keep posting updates as it comes together!
With that, we were able to start on the nursery. It's been kind of slow going, as we've been juggling a lot of softball (Brandon) and schoolwork (me...I got the junky end of that deal!). But we've been plugging away and hope to get our painting done sometime in the near future. We've chose gray, white, and Tiffany blue (with a little yellow) as our colors (and if we need to, we can man it up with some navy thrown in...but we're still holding tight to those 60/40 odds!). Here are a few shots of our progress...
We'll keep posting updates as it comes together!
Roadtrip!
Roadtrip!
The day after our appointment we packed our bags and loaded Copper into a rented SUV to drive to Pittsburgh for my grandmother's 80th birthday party. After a very long day in the car, we finally arrived. We don't get to Pittsburgh very often, and when we do we don't usually get the chance to see everyone, but it turns out that we were all able to make it into town that weekend. In addition to my grandma's party, my mom put together a little baby shower for us Saturday evening, complete with an ice cream cake that had little baby booties on it. We got so many thoughtful and generous gifts from family and friends. It's overwhelming to think about how loved our little Bean will be (she's doing somersaults while I write this...so I think she agrees!). I was also able to bring home some things that were mine when I was little, including a handmade cradle, a variety of outfits that my mom and grandma made for me, some blankets, a little wall hanging that hung up in my room when I was a baby, and finally....the Alphabet sweater. This probably doesn't mean much to anyone without the last name of Hamilton, but for us, it was a big deal. Grandma Petey's next door neighbor, Rita, whom I have known forever, knitted many gifts for us throughout the years. One of these gifts is a white sweater with the letters "A, B, C, D" on the front in solid, primary colors. Each Hamilton child had his or her picture taken in that sweater at one point during their lives. I'm happy to say that Bean will be no different. And don't worry Mom, we'll be sure to get it to the next person who has a baby so they can do the same!
Belly shot from our Pittsburgh trip...yes, I'm standing in the corner, and no, it's not because I was misbehaving...it just happened to be where the light was the best!
The day after our appointment we packed our bags and loaded Copper into a rented SUV to drive to Pittsburgh for my grandmother's 80th birthday party. After a very long day in the car, we finally arrived. We don't get to Pittsburgh very often, and when we do we don't usually get the chance to see everyone, but it turns out that we were all able to make it into town that weekend. In addition to my grandma's party, my mom put together a little baby shower for us Saturday evening, complete with an ice cream cake that had little baby booties on it. We got so many thoughtful and generous gifts from family and friends. It's overwhelming to think about how loved our little Bean will be (she's doing somersaults while I write this...so I think she agrees!). I was also able to bring home some things that were mine when I was little, including a handmade cradle, a variety of outfits that my mom and grandma made for me, some blankets, a little wall hanging that hung up in my room when I was a baby, and finally....the Alphabet sweater. This probably doesn't mean much to anyone without the last name of Hamilton, but for us, it was a big deal. Grandma Petey's next door neighbor, Rita, whom I have known forever, knitted many gifts for us throughout the years. One of these gifts is a white sweater with the letters "A, B, C, D" on the front in solid, primary colors. Each Hamilton child had his or her picture taken in that sweater at one point during their lives. I'm happy to say that Bean will be no different. And don't worry Mom, we'll be sure to get it to the next person who has a baby so they can do the same!
Belly shot from our Pittsburgh trip...yes, I'm standing in the corner, and no, it's not because I was misbehaving...it just happened to be where the light was the best!
The suspense was killing me!!
So yes, yet again, it's been a while since a blog update. The time is flying by. It doesn't look like I've posted an update since May. MAY!! I can't believe that we're halfway through the month of July. October will be here before we know it! But more on that in a while...
First, an update.
When we last left off, we'd gone to our last OB appointment and were thrown a little curve ball when our little Bean wouldn't uncross those sweet baby legs. Luckily, our doctor promised to give us another quick ultrasound following our next appointment. That meant we had to wait another few weeks for our next opportunity. I'm somewhat happy, and not at all ashamed, to admit that at first, it seemed like Brandon was having a bit of a hard time not knowing if Baby Bean was a boy or a girl. I, on the other hand, remained cool as a cucumber. Relax, I kept saying, if this is the only problem we encounter, it's nothinig. I was so very proud of myself for being so chill about the situation. Everyone who knows me knows that I might have a few moments where I come across as a high-strung planner, whereas Brandon is a little more laid back about things. So I was definitely enjoying having the tables be turned for once.
Well, it turns out that the crazy was there, lurking in the background. It was just delayed.
After being calm and cool for about two weeks, all of a sudden I realized--THE SUSPENSE WAS KILLING ME! So Brandon and I talked about it and we decided to make an appointment at a place called the Ultrasound Zone. Allow me to take a step back for a minute to give some backstory. When we were very newly pregnant, I got a little card in the mail, addressed to me, touting the many packages offered to expectant mothers from a little place called the Ultrasound Zone. Packages varied from very cheap and a few normal black and white ultrasound pictures, to extremely expensive 4-D pictures with 20 minute videos complete with music and a photo scrapebook. When I got the card, a few things crossed my mind. #1) How did they even know I was pregnant? At that point I'd told three people--Brandon, my doctor, and the day care worker who put us onto the waiting list and #2) Who on earth goes to places like this?
I'm still awaiting an explanation for #1. But I got my answer to #2. And the answer was PEOPLE LIKE US!!
So we made a secret appointment at the Ultrasound Zone. And we weren't really sure what to expect. Turns out, it was a lovely experience (although I'm still slightly ashamed to admit that we visited what we have affectionately dubbed "the-crazy-people-ultrasound-place). We tried not to get our hopes up, and it turns out, we didn't need to worry. Baby Bean wasn't camera shy at all that day, and right away our tech determined that we were going to be having a little girl! :-)
Our tech gave us a ton of pictures (with several arrows pointing to parts that let her know Bean is a little lady...thank goodness she was there to interpret because I NEVER would have known) including a few of the 4-D ones. The technology they have is amazing (although Bean looks like a koala bear in one and it's a little creepy).
So we finally had our answer. But we opted to keep it a secret until we met with Dr. Owens again, hoping she could confirm what our tech saw. Turns out, she couldn't! Instead of crossed legs, little Baby Bean's cord was in the way, and the doctor couldn't get a clear, definitive shot of those oh-so-important parts. So, she gave us some odds...60/40 that little Bean is a little lady. Because we'd already gotten a definite pink go-ahead from the Ultrasound Zone, we figured that was good enough for us. We called everyone to let them know, and it was so much fun to finally get to share.
And with that, Project Baby kicked off in full swing. We've got our little lady's name all picked out though we're not telling just yet. You'll have to wait until she comes to find out. And don't worry, we've got a name all set in case we get tossed a curve ball and our little miss turns out to be a
little mister :-)
First, an update.
When we last left off, we'd gone to our last OB appointment and were thrown a little curve ball when our little Bean wouldn't uncross those sweet baby legs. Luckily, our doctor promised to give us another quick ultrasound following our next appointment. That meant we had to wait another few weeks for our next opportunity. I'm somewhat happy, and not at all ashamed, to admit that at first, it seemed like Brandon was having a bit of a hard time not knowing if Baby Bean was a boy or a girl. I, on the other hand, remained cool as a cucumber. Relax, I kept saying, if this is the only problem we encounter, it's nothinig. I was so very proud of myself for being so chill about the situation. Everyone who knows me knows that I might have a few moments where I come across as a high-strung planner, whereas Brandon is a little more laid back about things. So I was definitely enjoying having the tables be turned for once.
Well, it turns out that the crazy was there, lurking in the background. It was just delayed.
After being calm and cool for about two weeks, all of a sudden I realized--THE SUSPENSE WAS KILLING ME! So Brandon and I talked about it and we decided to make an appointment at a place called the Ultrasound Zone. Allow me to take a step back for a minute to give some backstory. When we were very newly pregnant, I got a little card in the mail, addressed to me, touting the many packages offered to expectant mothers from a little place called the Ultrasound Zone. Packages varied from very cheap and a few normal black and white ultrasound pictures, to extremely expensive 4-D pictures with 20 minute videos complete with music and a photo scrapebook. When I got the card, a few things crossed my mind. #1) How did they even know I was pregnant? At that point I'd told three people--Brandon, my doctor, and the day care worker who put us onto the waiting list and #2) Who on earth goes to places like this?
I'm still awaiting an explanation for #1. But I got my answer to #2. And the answer was PEOPLE LIKE US!!
So we made a secret appointment at the Ultrasound Zone. And we weren't really sure what to expect. Turns out, it was a lovely experience (although I'm still slightly ashamed to admit that we visited what we have affectionately dubbed "the-crazy-people-ultrasound-
Our tech gave us a ton of pictures (with several arrows pointing to parts that let her know Bean is a little lady...thank goodness she was there to interpret because I NEVER would have known) including a few of the 4-D ones. The technology they have is amazing (although Bean looks like a koala bear in one and it's a little creepy).
So we finally had our answer. But we opted to keep it a secret until we met with Dr. Owens again, hoping she could confirm what our tech saw. Turns out, she couldn't! Instead of crossed legs, little Baby Bean's cord was in the way, and the doctor couldn't get a clear, definitive shot of those oh-so-important parts. So, she gave us some odds...60/40 that little Bean is a little lady. Because we'd already gotten a definite pink go-ahead from the Ultrasound Zone, we figured that was good enough for us. We called everyone to let them know, and it was so much fun to finally get to share.
And with that, Project Baby kicked off in full swing. We've got our little lady's name all picked out though we're not telling just yet. You'll have to wait until she comes to find out. And don't worry, we've got a name all set in case we get tossed a curve ball and our little miss turns out to be a
little mister :-)
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