Things My Child Says Which Are Funny

The other evening, Jeff told Aili that after dinner he would make her popcorn (I was at work and they were having a little father-daughter bonding time). While he was cleaning up the dishes, Aili came up to him, and their conversation went something like this:

Aili: Daddy, I need to talk to you (looks serious)
Jeff: Um, ok, what's going on?
Aili: There's no popcorn

Haha. What a little foodie. Toddler's aren't exactly known for their patience, but the little lady did get her popcorn, after the dishes were done. In case you were curious.
The past week I have ballooned. It's a little concerning, how quickly my belly has grown just in a little over a week. My appetite's also skyrocked. I'm praying to the pregnancy gods (again!) that I don't start piling on the pounds too quickly, and I vow to east sensibly, but then I see a cute little itty-bitty cupcake with pink sparkly frosting that is, like, sooo adorable, and so delectably delightful, and it's over. Who am I kidding? I have no willpower, nor am I seeming to find enough free time to go to the gym ('cuz who wants to do THAT when they finally have downtime?!) But when I did go to the gym the other day, something weird happened. My blood pressure's been pretty low this pregnancy (lower than normal, which is already a little low), and I have to be careful not to jump up too quickly. During my first trimester I got rehydrated at the hospital one time, because of that and because of hyperemesis (fancy medical term= puke too much), but stopped going and waited it out for the yucks to get better. Anyway, I felt ine during my workout and afterwards while doing my stretches, but when I got up to find Jeff, I started feeling super-yucky- my vision was blurry and had black spots, and I wasn't sure if I was going to pass out, throw up, or have the runs. I *barely* made it to the locker room, where I had to lie down. How embarassing. Needless to say I am nervous about that happening again. Gym=No Bueno. I'm probably just anemic again, with Aili I had pretty severe anemia. And I have been looking at ice again recently, with just a hint of lust. Yummm ice. Uh-oh. So, the plan: Start taking some iron. Drink more fluids. Attempt to work out and eat semi-reasonably (oh, the horror). And enjoy some lovely, hospital-style crunchy ice here at 4AM ('cause mother-baby has the best ice, did ya know?) Feel free to join me here, and could you bring an extra ice bucket? Thanks.

The GENDER Cake Party!

Is it Pink or Blue? In case you're not familiar with the concept, the gender cake party is where you "find out" the sex of the baby during the ultrasound by having the tech write it on a piece of paper in an envelope (or, as we did, have another friend come and have the tech tell her, and she coordinates everything). Make sure you don't peek when they check the booty shot/do the lower area scans. Then you take the envelope/friend goes to the baker and instructs them to bake a cake that is gender-neutral on the outside, but is pink or blue on the inside. At your party you cut the cake and your friends, family, and you find out together what you're having...

Here is the cutting of our oh-so-adorable GENDER CAKE (Thank you Steph for getting it and to Kelly's Cake Creations/Juanita- it was gorgeous!! Definitely would recommend her if you want a cute cake)~

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L1a_XsXuRHs
(naturally blogger couldn't manage the whopping 130MB)

And here is a nice shot of the cake:


I hope Aili enjoys having a little sister :-) I always wanted one! (of course, I was super-glad to have a brother, too- just saying I definitely would've enjoyed having both!) It looks like I get another opportunity to enjoy hairbows, tutus, and dancing. Jeff is gonna be outnumbered in a house full of girls wanting to go shopping and get pedicures, hehe.

...And then lastly a picture of my little family, soon to be plus one more girl~