A real, live adult

You know, I really never get used to the sting of being a real, live adult. I mean, I've gotten used to the car payments, mortgage payments, and bills-bills-bills (oh yeah, not to mention a baby)...but the "extra" costs of things---- like new tires on a car (which Joe got today)...DANG it that hurts!! I mean, you already had a freaking set of tires on the car...but you go ahead and pay up the wazoo for...the same damn thing. Woopdie do, I already had tires. This is the time I wish I was 16 and my dad just took care of it and I never had to think anything of it. Uhhhhh, anyways...enough complaining.

Alright, so I'm 15 weeks this week...and apparently the baby is 4 inches long/2.5 ounces right now (about the size of an apple). REALLY!!?? I swear I must have this GIANT ten pound grapefruit-sized baby in me. It is true what they say: your body remembers what to do the second time around (understatement). Starting next week I'll start taking pictures and give you guys some comparison shots from pregnancy #1 and pregnancy #2.

Oooh, and a lot of people do know this already, but we are very excited because Joe's brother, Logan and his adorable wife, Amy Grace are having their first baby! They are due THREE DAYS after us!! Isn't that crazy?!? Amy Grace actually has a blog herself....although she hasn't written in a long time. So by me posting a link to her blog, maybe she will take my hint and start updating us on how her pregnancy is going (wink wink, Amy Grace!!). Here's her blog.

As for the little man in my life---man he's fast! Here's a picture of him 'feeding' himself some cheerios before bed the other night. One split second turn of the head, and this happens:

Well, I suppose that's one way to make the cheerios easier to get at!

First day of school!!

So it's not really school school but it's ECFE (early childhood family education). Like I said my last post, it's a "class" for 12 to 24 month olds and it's basically time to get together with other kids and play.

So today was the big day. We got to class and the first half of class was mommy-child playtime with everyone in the big room. The teacher said to "follow his lead and let him lead you to what he's interested in". Okay....so I put name tags on us (which he promptly tore off and wouldn't wear) and set him down. He stares at the other kids and moms playing, looks up at me like, "are you serious?" He takes my hand and abruptly turns us around and leads us to the door. HAHAHAH. He was like, we're outta here, Mom! But once I brought him back in and we started playing with trucks, he was fine. We moved around, played with blocks, climbed on the climber set etc. The youngest child was 12 months and the oldest was 24 months. Ryder was one of the youngest of the 12 or so kids there, and most were 21-24 months. He wasn't really into playing with other kids (shocker), and he wasn't that thrilled when I was zooming cars back and forth with another little boy (also a shocker). But he did better than I thought he would. He wasn't the naughtiest either! There was one little bully that was pushing and kicking kids and even took a rain stick toy and cracked a kid in the back of the head with it (glad I wasn't his mom...she was a tad embarrassed to say the least!)

Anyways, the second half of the class was "mommy circle time" or some kind of crap like that, while the kids had a snack and played together on the other half of the room. I put Ryder at the table with all the other kids and gave him his sippy cup and his kix cereal and headed to circle time. I could see him across the room and I was trying so hard to listen to the other moms blab about themselves and their kids and not laugh at Ryder. He was looking around at all the other kids eating their snacks and drinking their sippy cups. He was trying to copy what they were doing...he looked so confused as to what he should be doing. After about five minutes he started looking up at the other teachers/adults that were with them and he was searching for me. Finally he spotted me across the room and he screeched, ran across the room and through the mom circle and dove into my lap. While the rest of the kids played together, Ryder sat with the moms (he was one of three kids who decided they were not going to leave Mommy's side). With about ten minutes left to go (after he had been lying practically in the middle of the circle staring at me all worn out and overly stimulated) he started to cry. He came over to me, laid his head on my shoulder and wept. So I decided it was time to leave a few minutes early because he had had enough :)

Like I said, overall I think he did WAY better than I thought he would do. I had two fears: the first was one that he was going to be the bully (which he wasn't) and the second fear was that he would cry the whole time and want to leave (which he didn't). So I'd say it was a successful first week of school!!

When we got home, I couldn't help but notice he was very happy to be back at home with just Ryder and Mommy together. He will have a rude awakening when this baby comes in March and interferes with that! haha.

We must be crazy to do it again...

Yes, he is adorable-->


But he can be incredibly sassy, just look at that devious smile--->


But really, how could we not want another one??? It happened sooner than anticipated (sound familiar...i.e. Ryder) but hey, we could not be happier to let everyone know that the Haskins' family is expanding!!!! We are just over 12 weeks right now and are due March 22nd. At our 12 week appt our OB said that I will be a scheduled c-section this time so we can avoid the fun of an emergency c-section again. The good thing about being scheduled? a)We know the day it's happening b) our OB doesnt schedule it until 11am so we won't be rushed in the morning and c)they take me at 39 weeks so I don't have to worry about going a week overdue again!!!

This pregnancy is a little different than with Ryder because I have a prescription for an anti-nausea medication--thank the Good Lord! If some of you don't remember, I was quite sick with Ryder and lost a lot of weight my first trimester, but this time I'm doing fairly well. I'm glad to be entering into second trimester now and (hopefully) start to get some energy back and feel more "normal"---as much as you can when you're preggo.

Some people who already know we're pregnant ask us what we think the sex will be. Up until our 12 week appt I had this feeling that we were having a girl (maybe because if we had a girl then we'd be done! hahah)...then we found out the heart rate was 154 (exactly where Ryder was for his HR the whole pregnancy). So now I'm totally leaning towards a boy. Everyone says that the heart rate doesn't neccessarily mean boy vs girl, but I'm definitely thinking it will be boy #2 for us! I just laugh thinking about how I will have two of these running around:

We're very excited and to be honest, slightly nervous. Ryder and his little brother will be 23 months and a week apart. Quite the adventure we'll be taking on here ;)