zach n kali

M and I are having one of those days.  He's acting like a 1 year old and I want him to understand me like a 5 year old.  Every time I turn around, something has been pulled off a shelf.  Every time I try to do something like empty the dishwasher, M needs me with sudden clinginess.  Instead of saying please, I constantly am reminding him not to whine.  His room is covered in books, clothes that he's pulled out of his drawer, and diapers (thankfully clean!).  I'm exhausted and ready to close my bedroom door and cry.  But instead I bend to pick up the books and realize that his daily flip calendar is still on March.  So I change it to today's date, and here was the verse: 1 Samuel 1:27 (NCV) "I prayed for this child, and the Lord answered my prayer and gave him to me." Then the tears came.  I have been praying for this sweet little boy since before I knew him.  It has always been my  heart's desire to be a mother, and he has heard my cry and answered.  M

Old Wives Tale 3:  If you are craving sweets, it's a girl.  If you are craving salty or sour, then it's a boy. Gender: I have been craving both.  Sometimes at the same time (can you say fries dipped in a chocolate shake?)  So I pray that I am not having a hermaphrodite.  Old Wives Tale 4: (this one's kind of gross, but I warned you) These instructions are from Parenting.com:  Pee in a cup, mix a tablespoon of Drano in, and watch to see if it changes color. Green = girl, and blue = boy. Gender: I have a very strong aversion to bodily fluids, but for the sake of superstition, I did this one anyway.  But instead of changing color, it turned to foam.  And then stayed yellow.  I might be worried about this, except for the fact that I went to the doctor today and he found a nice strong heartbeat.  And the fact that it's drano.  And pee.   Since these tests have revealed nothing, we'll try one more: Old Wives Tale 5: Taken from Parenting.com " Legend has it

In three and a half weeks we get to find out whether we're having a boy or a girl (I have several posts titled "Confessions of a Recovering Control Freak" - are you really surprised that I'm finding out the gender?).  I'm very much enjoying the anticipation, but am also looking forward to knowing whether we'll be naming our baby Luke Skywalker or Princess Leia (since I had to look up the spelling, you can probably guess that that was Zach's idea).  Until then, we have a little baby Chewbacca. But just for fun I've looked up different ways of determining on your own whether you're having a boy or a girl. There are a million wacky ways from how you're carrying the baby to which way the Drano goes down the sink (I'm not kidding).  So I thought I would test these to see if they actually work.  So to start it off: Old Wives Tale 1:  If the baby's heartbeat is over 140 beats/minute, you are having a girl.  Lower than 140 indicates a boy.

I have become a food hider.  Not in the sense that I am embarrassed to eat in front of people, but in the somehow I have placed food everywhere way.  In fact, I was just sitting down on my bed to check email when I remembered, "Hey!  I have a chocolate bar in my nightstand!"  And this prompted some thinking... Why in the world do I need a 16oz. dark chocolate bar by my bed?  Will I suddenly wake up in the middle of the night and think "CHOCOLATE!"  Before I get out of bed to get Baby M in the morning, will I need a little pick-me-up?  Most people start their days by brushing their teeth; will I need to start mine with sugar? This new little life inside me says yes to all of those things.  Yes, I am pregnant.  If you're finding this out via this blog, I am very sorry and I definitely owe you an apology over a cup of coffee.  But as I thought about my chocolate, which is quickly disappearing as I write, I realized that it's not just in my nightstand!  I ha