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May 4, 2013

Baby Henry


     It's official. Baby #2 is on the way! My due date is Nov. 6th, but there's no way I'm giving birth to another ten pound baby, so I'm thinking late October is slightly more practical. Technically, we find out  the gender in three weeks---but it's a boy. The Chinese Gender Calendar says it's a boy, and if not for the excuse to have new 3D pictures of my baby, that would be good enough for me! But, I'm married to Kyle- who thinks all my "hocus pocus" beliefs are about as entertaining as an episode of Wipe-Out. WHEN it is a boy, Kyle's promised to take me to the Nike outlet to buy new running shoes, which I am in desperate need of.  It's a win-win.
     London is really excited to be a big sister. She started asking me why she couldn't have the vitamins/anti-nausea pills I take regularly, and I told her they were special and just for baby Henry. Now, every time I take my pills, she laughs, "Snack! Henry!"-- which sounds like, "Snat! Heny!"
     For a few weeks there, I was completely convinced that I was carrying AT LEAST two babies. At 5 weeks, my bump was the same size as it was halfway with London. It was insane. I feel like I've leveled out a little bit, but, holy cow.
     In other news, Kyle graduated from BYU! The poor guy has been working full time and going to school full time SINCE we got married. Yesterday, we slept in until ten, planted all our flowers and herbs, and went on a long walk with London. Kyle was ecstatic. He said with the biggest smile on his face, "Every day is Saturday!" As badly as I want him to get hired somewhere fabulous, I wouldn't mind just one more week of having him around like this.

     London has suddenly become a toddler. There's something about your baby saying, "Thank you, Mommy." when you bring her dinner...or "Bless you!" when you sneeze that makes a mother think--- who are you, you perfect little angel!? Her brain is a sponge and she probably learns ten new words a day. With each new word, she points and repeats it about thirty times, until she's sure she's making the sounds as well as she can. Some words come out more correct than others. Chapstick is "ba-at" and crackers are "dadoos". Every color is purple. She even explains specific things as "awesome" or "cute" -[you can guess that she learned one from Kyle and one from me]. The other day, she was talking to herself and counted to thirteen. I never knew being a mother could be this fun.


2 comments:

Breann Johnson said...

BB!!! I am so so so excited for you guys! Love you and your cute family!

Marcy said...

You're proof that "It's a wonderful Life". Absolutely charming! Love you tons!