I’ve been debating which digital calendar I should make this year. Last year I bought a Shabby Princess one and I’ve liked using it. I made one for my mom and mom in law so I’ll probably do the same thing this year (if they want one.)

I think this one is cute from Shabby Princess and seems laid out real nice. It’s probably the most expensive one I’ve looked at but I like the binding in the middle. If a hole was punch at the bottom then it would hang real nice from the wall.

But I also like this one from Sweet Shoppe Designs. They have a deal going on that if you spend 10$ you’ll get a kit as a gift. It’s really tempting me.

Do any of you know of any other cute digi calendars?

If I was really crazy, I’d make my own but it seems it would take sooo long.  What do you think? Any suggestions.

I had my sonogram on Monday. Everything looked great. Baby has all the right parts in all the right places.

But I have this fear… it’s totally lame. I don’t know what my deal is. I shouldn’t be worried at all but I really can’t help it!!

The babies head is up. People, I’ve already had a breech C sections and I DON’T want another one. I know babies flip around all the time. I haven’t even talked to anyone of authority about it. It’s just me freaking out even though it’s so early. As soon as the sonographer told me where the head was I felt this gloom slip over me. I know babies are constantly moving. The thing is that Emma stayed head up. She never flipped. Even as early as this. Isaac was always head down and stayed that way. I knew this way because my friend owed his own 4D ultrasound business and gave me free services. I’ve moved away now and so I’m just going to have to wonder and wait.

It’s pointless for me to worry about this but honestly… it made me so grouchy. I couldn’t help but think about it all day. Should I start doing my head stands now? Errrrr.

Especially with me planning to have a midwife. I don’t really want to be turned over to the hospital… I know, I know. Whatever is best for baby. I know, I know. Should I turn off my comments? I’m just venting, people.

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We aren’t finding out the gender. I thought this was the one time I’d like to try a surprise. Ya know, I have one girl and one boy. I don’t have much preparing to do except find that box of baby clothes in the storage room.

I’ve heard that moms that wait, love it. Nothing is quite as thrilling as wondering and waiting for so long and then experience the rewarding moment when they finally hand you a little bundle and say “It’s a…”

Sorry mom. You’ll have to wait to make that quilt.

Emma, of course, wants a sister. Do you think she knows what this means… sharing a room, sharing clothes, fighting over the bathroom, not to mention boys.

Isaac would probably be as wild as ever if he had a close brother. Oh, boy! I’m in for it either way.

I went for my 20 week check up this week. Baby sounds good and my tummy continues to grow a couple weeks ahead of schedule.My midwife took my blood for some routine blood work. When she was done, I was holding the gauze on my arm and she asked, “Would you like a band aid or would you rather not?” I glanced down at my arm a little surprised. No one had ever asked me that before. The bleeding had stopped and I said, “I guess I’d rather not. I didn’t know I had the choice.”and then I gave a little “Whoo hoo!” This was followed by giggles from my midwife and her apprentice.

In thinking about it some more I realized that the band aid is the most painful part of getting blood taken. It makes it difficult to bend at the elbow until removed and always is painful to removed because of the sensitive skin. I always thought that it was just a part of getting blood taken but now… my arm has not had any pain at all from the small puncture and I haven’t even thought about it twice.

Now, I know this is something very small, a very small choice. But I had it presented to me where otherwise I probably wouldn’t have.  It made me quite happy to be working with this lovely lady and I look forward to the day when we can bring this new little one into the world.

I have finally reached the point where I thought Isaac’s nasally unintelligible language required some looking into.  My neighbors had told be about the early intervention program in our school district. They send someone out to the house for a free developmental evaluation of the child. If the child scores below 7% for their age range in one particular area, they’ll qualify for treatment.

A big part of me was just curious. Is he really that delayed? I know that boys in general can be late talkers but I was more and more noticing how delayed Isaac actually appeared then his fellow 2 and halfers. He actually talks A LOT.  You just can’t understand him. He’ll tell me huge stories about lawn mowers and motorcycles but out of the ten words he says I can only catch one or two words… and I’m his mother.

So this cute lady came over to test Isaac. I was nervous about Isaac’s attention span. How on earth was she going to test this boy who only wanted to run circles around the couch making motorcycle noises? I expressed my concern and she assured me that she had seen it all… and I guess she had because she was amazing. She got Isaac to do things that I never thought would be possible. It was fun to watch her work so fast to keep him entertained.

When I saw how well he was doing with her I started to doubt myself… then I saw his results and I just had to laugh. His results just screamed “Isaac” at me. Note that the scores are not out of 100%, they are percentages of where he falls among his fellow 30 month year olds. 16-84% is normal range. 50% being average.

Gross Motor 98%
Fine Motor 50%
Cognitive 59%
Receptive language 99%
Expressive language 2%
Self help 79%
Social emotional 50%

He is obviously a very physical boy (gross motor.) He also understands everything I say to him (receptive language) but expressive language is what he uses and can say. It’s obvious, isn’t it.

2%

So he qualified. After a hearing test we’ll have a speech pathologist come to the house and begin working with him. This service was free last year but because of lack of funding there is a small fee. This makes it a little more challenging for our family because of our nervous feelings for the state of the economy.

I hope he catches on quickly because the less amount of service the better. Perhaps he just needs to realize that he can make certain noises with the front of his mouth and off he’ll go chattering away. He may resist though and stick to his old ways of communication. Lets hope for the best.

Nothing is as constant as change.

I voted today. I’m quite proud of myself because I woke up this morning thinking that I wasn’t going to. The activities of the day turned out to give me the perfect opportunity. I’m not well informed in the topic of politics and generally avoided the subject but I feel quite strongly about this election. I scares me actually. I am afraid of change.

I find comfort in this quote by Thomas S. Monson, “Despite the changes which come into our lives and with gratitude in our hearts, may we fill our days—as much as we can—with those things which matter most. May we cherish those we hold dear and express our love to them in word and in deed… Let us relish life as we live it, find joy in the journey, and share our love with friends and family. One day each of us will run out of tomorrows.”

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On a Halloween note… I was too busy running around to get any cute pictures of the kids. We had to force Isaac to get his costume on and keep it on. He wasn’t a very happy lion but as soon as he realized people were handing out candy, he hopped on his bike and took off as quick as a flash to the other houses. He wanted to strip it off his costume as soon as he walked in the door though. I managed to get these once the kids had returned from trick or treating.

Emma was thrilled to be a Ariel. This is her trying her hardest to flip her feet like fins. So funny. She is still singing the Ariel song, “Ah ah ahhhh!”

To be honest, I’m happy the holiday is over. One more thing off the check list.