We officially can focus on one type of name - a boy's name. YAY! However I am having some personal issues with this.
Up to this point, we have really liked Adeline Grace for a girl so we will need to shelf that name for a year or too (*wink wink*). For a boy, I haven't really found a name I love but Dave sure has. He found the name Tannen in one of the houses he was going to show a client. They had twins and the boy's room had the name Tannen on the wall and the girl's had Teagan. Ever since, he has said the name probably at least 5,000 times (and those that are around Dave can totally attest to this).
At first, he wanted Tannen Trouble Thompson. Yes! Trouble as the middle name - that got ruled out but Tannen has just been lingering.
As soon as we left the doctor's office yesterday, Dave immediately was excited that we were going to bring Tannen into the world. I'm still not completely sold on it but do like it.
A few weeks ago, I decided to google Tannen Thompson just to see if anything would come up. My friends at church named their son Renn which is a very unique name, but they googled his name (with their last) and there's some famous track star by the name. When I googled it, not much came up except for one guy from Wisconsin. His cell phone number and email were listed under his name as it was a business contact site. When I told Dave that I found a Tannen Thompson online, he joked that he was going to contact him to see if his name has been good to him.
If I have learned anything from the seven years of knowing Dave is to NEVER underestimate him. I got an email from Dave today that said, "What I sent to Tannen Thompson below..." Dave totally contacted the guy - we'll see if he sends anything back. The email is below:
From: David Thompson
Sent: Tuesday, April 21, 2009 2:41 PM
To: Tannen
Subject: Question about your name
Tannen,
I’m sure this is probably the strangest email you will get today. I am emailing you because my wife and I are thinking about naming our first child “Tannen Thompson” and want your feedback on how you like your name. We have been talking about names for awhile and I came across “Tannen” a few months ago and haven’t been able to find a name I like better since.
Do you like your name? Do people ever comment about your name or its uniqueness? Did you or do you have any nicknames? Does your name have a story or history of how your parents chose it? Absolutely any feedback you can provide me will be greatly appreciated!
David Thompson
Now once we figure out this conundrum, we need to think of a middle name. Oh boy! (literally)
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
It's a boy!
Saturday night was the first time I actually felt I was having a baby. I woke up in the middle night having to pee so bad because it felt as if something was sitting and squeezing the crap out of my bladder. Hence, why I felt something was in there. I didn't even think I was going to make it to the bathroom - but fortunately did! I'm back to not feeling like I'm pregnant but the quickening will soon be here along with the BELLY.
Dave and I had our fourth doctor's appointment, and it was my third ultra sound. I had a hunch that we would be able to tell the sex today but kept telling people May 15 when our 3D sonogram is as I definitely know we'll be able to tell then. I was right! When we first got there, I got weighed (and have no idea what it was because it wasn't facing me but I think I might've gained a pound - yay!). Then the nurse practitioner had us wait in a room with no ultra sound machine. We walked in and I pondered whether or not we'd be able to find out. Before I could sit down, Dr. Sawyer summoned us to go into ultra sound room. YAY!!!!!!!
As soon as we got into the room he asked us if we wanted to find out the sex. ABSOLUTELY, sir! Before he lubed me up, he started to talk about things with us such as epiderals, pediatricians, etc. He answered questions before I could ask him. And he just chatted with us - told us stories about patients, about his own kids, etc. I never had a doctor in my life that spent that much time with me. It's usually, sit, write prescription, get out. I know this is a little different but even talking to other women, they said this isn't common. We are truly blessed to have him as a doctor.
Dr. Sawyer unbuttoned my pants and before we knew it...
Dave and I had our fourth doctor's appointment, and it was my third ultra sound. I had a hunch that we would be able to tell the sex today but kept telling people May 15 when our 3D sonogram is as I definitely know we'll be able to tell then. I was right! When we first got there, I got weighed (and have no idea what it was because it wasn't facing me but I think I might've gained a pound - yay!). Then the nurse practitioner had us wait in a room with no ultra sound machine. We walked in and I pondered whether or not we'd be able to find out. Before I could sit down, Dr. Sawyer summoned us to go into ultra sound room. YAY!!!!!!!
As soon as we got into the room he asked us if we wanted to find out the sex. ABSOLUTELY, sir! Before he lubed me up, he started to talk about things with us such as epiderals, pediatricians, etc. He answered questions before I could ask him. And he just chatted with us - told us stories about patients, about his own kids, etc. I never had a doctor in my life that spent that much time with me. It's usually, sit, write prescription, get out. I know this is a little different but even talking to other women, they said this isn't common. We are truly blessed to have him as a doctor.
Dr. Sawyer unbuttoned my pants and before we knew it...
I found out I was having a boy!
Well, it actually took a while because the baby was so fidgety. Every time Dr. Sawyer found something or wanted to show us the umbilical cord or the feet, the little guy would squarm. Finally, he positioned the thingy (what is that tool called?) in the perfect position and he spotted his little weenie. Dave recognized it right away and said, "it's a boy" before Dr. Sawyer could mutter a word. Dave was super excited. Also, our little boy (that's so fun to say) had his hands 'down there' right around his private parts. He's protecting them already.
It was so fun to call everyone and to hear everyone's reactions. My favorite is "Dave is going to get his little Ninja!". SO TRUE!
Crave This!
- None at this time
- Dave craved (or as he told me, he had a "pregnancy birthing urge" as he couldn't remember the word, craving - we laughed for about 5 minutes) hot dogs and kosher pickles.
Hubby Love
After reading stuff about the hospital:
Me - "You can have up to 3 care partners in the room with you."
- Dave: "Can we have Vince Vaughn"
I gave a weird look
- "You know, to provide comic relief!"
I think I'll have plenty of comic relief from Dave!
- On Facebook, Dave tagged me in a photo that read, 'Adriane, preparing paperwork for our babies delivery' – Our friend, Tara, responded to his caption, “Babies? Are you having more than one? I can’t wait to hear the details!'
-Me: Dave, it’s supposed to be baby’S not babIES
-Dave: “I’m not an English major.”
One night we were having some pillow talk as Dave was tucking me into bed (I go to bed way earlier than he does). We started talking about diapers and this was his idea:
- Dave: "I'm going to put a compressor in a diaper garbage thingy that shoots the diapers out of the house, over the neighbors' houses and into the cotton field behind our house. Poop no more!"
Tonight, we went to Target to get a catalog and to see some of the products Dave found online. After looking through the whole baby department, I got in line to buy some underwear while Dave went over to customer service to pick up the catalog. I got out of line and Dave still wasn't done. As I started walking toward Customer Service, Dave comes waltzing around the corner with a tote bag filled with stuff and the BIGGEST smile on his face. I'm so blessed to have a husband that is so excited to be a daddy. Love him!
It was so fun to call everyone and to hear everyone's reactions. My favorite is "Dave is going to get his little Ninja!". SO TRUE!
Crave This!
- None at this time
- Dave craved (or as he told me, he had a "pregnancy birthing urge" as he couldn't remember the word, craving - we laughed for about 5 minutes) hot dogs and kosher pickles.
Hubby Love
After reading stuff about the hospital:
Me - "You can have up to 3 care partners in the room with you."
- Dave: "Can we have Vince Vaughn"
I gave a weird look
- "You know, to provide comic relief!"
I think I'll have plenty of comic relief from Dave!
- On Facebook, Dave tagged me in a photo that read, 'Adriane, preparing paperwork for our babies delivery' – Our friend, Tara, responded to his caption, “Babies? Are you having more than one? I can’t wait to hear the details!'
-Me: Dave, it’s supposed to be baby’S not babIES
-Dave: “I’m not an English major.”
One night we were having some pillow talk as Dave was tucking me into bed (I go to bed way earlier than he does). We started talking about diapers and this was his idea:
- Dave: "I'm going to put a compressor in a diaper garbage thingy that shoots the diapers out of the house, over the neighbors' houses and into the cotton field behind our house. Poop no more!"
Tonight, we went to Target to get a catalog and to see some of the products Dave found online. After looking through the whole baby department, I got in line to buy some underwear while Dave went over to customer service to pick up the catalog. I got out of line and Dave still wasn't done. As I started walking toward Customer Service, Dave comes waltzing around the corner with a tote bag filled with stuff and the BIGGEST smile on his face. I'm so blessed to have a husband that is so excited to be a daddy. Love him!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
unbuttoned and crabby PANTS
This is going to be super short - but I had to unbutton the first button on my pants today - YAY!!!
I should start wearing a sign around my neck that says "Beware of Crazy Pregnant Lady - she may not look pregnant but wait until she opens her mouth." For those of you I love, I apologize for my "crabby pants." I'm not liking it AT ALL!! Which is then making me more irritable.
I should start wearing a sign around my neck that says "Beware of Crazy Pregnant Lady - she may not look pregnant but wait until she opens her mouth." For those of you I love, I apologize for my "crabby pants." I'm not liking it AT ALL!! Which is then making me more irritable.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Crabby...and feeling guilty!
Last night, I had my first outlash, crabbypants moment. Ufortunately,Dave was on the receiving end of it. All day today I have just been thinking about how horrible I was to him, but yet there's nothing I can do. I think (I'M HOPING) he understands. I mean, I don't want to completely blame it on the hormones - but they are doing this to me, right???!!
I bet you want to know what happened. It's really not that big of a deal but I made it into a huge one (again, the hormones, I'm telling you they are evil!).
It was 9:30pm,in which I should've been snuggled in bed and on my way to dreamland. But instead, I was reading my pregnancy and delivery book, and I kept seeing "in your childbirth class...". I thought to myself, I really need to figure out how to enroll myself into classes or I'm just going to fail miserably at pregnancy. I then remembered the package my doctor gave me that had the hospital paperwork in it. That then reminded me that I needed to fill out our reservation form to send to the hospital (I'm going to deliver at Banner Thunderbird in Glendale). It says you can fill it out a few months prior, but I want to be prepared! I sat at the table in which Dave stopped his movie to come sit by me as he said this was an important moment in time. He even took a picture of me filling out the papers because he was so excited and he had to post it on facebook (so yes, he was even being cute all before the explosion of emotions occured).
I started flipping through the resource book that was included in the packet and saw that they had childbirthing classes. Perfect! I won't be a failure.
They have a ton of different classes including the OB Orientation, which is a tour of the maternity ward - very important to help my anxiety. They also have general childbirthing classes, breastfeeding (I'm enrolling in that one!), baby care, and a few more.
The first class I wanted to make sure we got signed up for was the OB Orientation. They only have two dates listed for my hospital. Dave may be starting a new job and doesn't know if training is that week or not and who knows when he'll find out (this was my negative thinking in my head last night). And I work on the other date but he told me I could just leave work early. Which I don't know if I can do or not. So I was trying to figure it out, he couldn't tell me yes or no, he kept telling me I could try to shorten my volunteer orientation and rearrange my schedule not his. He started to get frustrated, I got frustrated, and that was that. I shut the laptop. I put my water away and Rocco and I stormed upstairs (well, I stormed, Rocco just raced me as always). I shut the bedroom door, got ready for bed, and went to sleep.
There has been no mention of anything yet today. I think he's over it - I just feel really bad. And if what they say is right, man, this was just a tropical depression; the hurricanes are to come! So, Dave - when you read this - I LOVE YOU and please always remember that no matter the category of the hurricane.
On a lighter note, the belly is growing - slightly. Here's an updated belly pic. I kept my shirt down this time! This was taken on Easter so I might of had a full belly too from Nay Nay and Laura's amazing Easter dinner...:)
I bet you want to know what happened. It's really not that big of a deal but I made it into a huge one (again, the hormones, I'm telling you they are evil!).
It was 9:30pm,in which I should've been snuggled in bed and on my way to dreamland. But instead, I was reading my pregnancy and delivery book, and I kept seeing "in your childbirth class...". I thought to myself, I really need to figure out how to enroll myself into classes or I'm just going to fail miserably at pregnancy. I then remembered the package my doctor gave me that had the hospital paperwork in it. That then reminded me that I needed to fill out our reservation form to send to the hospital (I'm going to deliver at Banner Thunderbird in Glendale). It says you can fill it out a few months prior, but I want to be prepared! I sat at the table in which Dave stopped his movie to come sit by me as he said this was an important moment in time. He even took a picture of me filling out the papers because he was so excited and he had to post it on facebook (so yes, he was even being cute all before the explosion of emotions occured).
I started flipping through the resource book that was included in the packet and saw that they had childbirthing classes. Perfect! I won't be a failure.
They have a ton of different classes including the OB Orientation, which is a tour of the maternity ward - very important to help my anxiety. They also have general childbirthing classes, breastfeeding (I'm enrolling in that one!), baby care, and a few more.
The first class I wanted to make sure we got signed up for was the OB Orientation. They only have two dates listed for my hospital. Dave may be starting a new job and doesn't know if training is that week or not and who knows when he'll find out (this was my negative thinking in my head last night). And I work on the other date but he told me I could just leave work early. Which I don't know if I can do or not. So I was trying to figure it out, he couldn't tell me yes or no, he kept telling me I could try to shorten my volunteer orientation and rearrange my schedule not his. He started to get frustrated, I got frustrated, and that was that. I shut the laptop. I put my water away and Rocco and I stormed upstairs (well, I stormed, Rocco just raced me as always). I shut the bedroom door, got ready for bed, and went to sleep.
There has been no mention of anything yet today. I think he's over it - I just feel really bad. And if what they say is right, man, this was just a tropical depression; the hurricanes are to come! So, Dave - when you read this - I LOVE YOU and please always remember that no matter the category of the hurricane.
On a lighter note, the belly is growing - slightly. Here's an updated belly pic. I kept my shirt down this time! This was taken on Easter so I might of had a full belly too from Nay Nay and Laura's amazing Easter dinner...:)
Thursday, April 9, 2009
BOOKS!
Dave and I finally made it to Barnes and Noble to look at baby books. Wow, they have an amazing pregnancy and parenting section. I've never had so much fun at the Nobe-Lae! I sat on the floor and read through every title and pulled out the ones that looked fun. Dave ended up grabbing Cool Names and then went to the magazine section. This is what we ended up buying: Dave bought Cool Names for Babies (have you guessed that he has an obsession with names yet?) and I got Best Baby Gear (I'm starting to get obsessed with what items we need to buy and where we're going to get them, etc.), So that's what they're for! The Definitive Breastfeeding Guide (did you read my blog entry about my dream?), The Pregnancy Countdown Book (it looked fun!).
An interesting fact I learned when reading through a book where you log your breast feeding schedule - some African Bush women stretch their boobs (and many of them are already hanging pretty low because of the no bra thing - bras are truly amazing. Haha!) and throw them over their shoulder to feed their babies they have strapped on their back. I don't think my boobs would ever make it close to my collar bone even if I stretched and stretched and stretched them. Thank goodness I'm not a Bush woman - I would totally be an outcast.
After I wrote this I was curious: I pulled up on my boob to see how far it would go and I honestly don't think it moved even a centimeter. God blessed me in other ways!
Crave This!
- I haven't really had any "cravings," but I have been eating a lot of hard boiled eggs - plain, egg salad, tuna salad with egg - maybe I'm just getting in the Easter mood.
- Dave had a craving!!! I was at WalMart Tuesday night and he wanted Ham spread. First of all, it took him about 5 minutes to even explain what it was...I don't have any comments for this.
HubbyLove
- Dave: "I'm going to go through my new book, highlight all the names I like and you can pick from those.
Me: "Oh really? You know, I've talked to many people who said the husband was so about picking the name until it was labor time because they would see how much pain their wife goes through and they decide that their wife can name the child whatever they want."
Dave: "Oh, not me - I stick to my guns. I'll have you put it in writing before we go into the hospital."
Oh, Dave, such a typical sales person!
Oh, Dave, such a typical sales person!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Wait for it...wait for it...
The bump has begun - but now I'm just ...waiting for it... to POP! I first noticed it on Friday when I was getting dressed for an event we had at work, Blue Prints and Blue Jeans. We were to wear blue jeans and a "going out top." I was at Liz's house getting ready and as I put on the shirt, I think I might of said out loud, "Yes, I got some chub!" Hahaha. And to double check, I tried sucking it in and nothing was suckin anywhere. Such an exciting time in my life.
When I came home that night, Dave immediately noticed my belly ran over and kissed it. He was more excited than I was. "Adriane has a belly, so clap your hands." Yeah, not the most conventional reaction, but that's my Davey Bob.
I haven't gained any weight yet, but I'm awaiting that moment as well!
G * R * A * D * U * A * T * I * O * N
I have officially graduated from my first trimester. That's right, I'm now on my way into the second trimester. The nausea is supposed to be easing up now and it totally has. As of now, I was sick for about a week and a half which is a total blessing. Not that I liked being sick, but it could've been (and I guess still can be) worse. I haven't been nauseous since Sunday - very exciting. Even though, I'm not feeling that great right now, but I think I just need to eat something.
Crave This!
- Cottage Cheese and Pineapple: yummy :)
Hubby Love
- [While we are lying in bed, and after I just closed my eyes and was so ready to fall asleep]
Dave: "Hey, Adriane."
Me: "Yes, Dave?"
Dave: "Thank you again for making me a baby. You know, it's the nicest thing someone has done for me. Yeah, you making me a baby and my parents buying me my first dirt bike - the two most nicest things anyone has ever done for me."
Me: "I'm glad the pain I'm going to endure is being compared to your first dirt bike."
Dave: "Well, the dirt bike was about a 9.4 and you making me a baby is definitely a 10!"
- [After I asked him to get me something and he did immediately] “What would you do without me? Well, I know you wouldn’t be pregnant right now. HA!”
- "Okay, so I was looking online for 'new unique names that are going to be popular in the future' and you're probably not going to like this name at first as I didn't but it's really growing on me and I really like it for a boy. The name is "Bounce."
I'm sorry, but we're not naming our son, Bounce.
When I came home that night, Dave immediately noticed my belly ran over and kissed it. He was more excited than I was. "Adriane has a belly, so clap your hands." Yeah, not the most conventional reaction, but that's my Davey Bob.
I haven't gained any weight yet, but I'm awaiting that moment as well!
G * R * A * D * U * A * T * I * O * N
I have officially graduated from my first trimester. That's right, I'm now on my way into the second trimester. The nausea is supposed to be easing up now and it totally has. As of now, I was sick for about a week and a half which is a total blessing. Not that I liked being sick, but it could've been (and I guess still can be) worse. I haven't been nauseous since Sunday - very exciting. Even though, I'm not feeling that great right now, but I think I just need to eat something.
Crave This!
- Cottage Cheese and Pineapple: yummy :)
Hubby Love
- [While we are lying in bed, and after I just closed my eyes and was so ready to fall asleep]
Dave: "Hey, Adriane."
Me: "Yes, Dave?"
Dave: "Thank you again for making me a baby. You know, it's the nicest thing someone has done for me. Yeah, you making me a baby and my parents buying me my first dirt bike - the two most nicest things anyone has ever done for me."
Me: "I'm glad the pain I'm going to endure is being compared to your first dirt bike."
Dave: "Well, the dirt bike was about a 9.4 and you making me a baby is definitely a 10!"
- [After I asked him to get me something and he did immediately] “What would you do without me? Well, I know you wouldn’t be pregnant right now. HA!”
- "Okay, so I was looking online for 'new unique names that are going to be popular in the future' and you're probably not going to like this name at first as I didn't but it's really growing on me and I really like it for a boy. The name is "Bounce."
I'm sorry, but we're not naming our son, Bounce.
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