Presley Rocks - 10 months

It's been a while! Here's how our baby girl is doing....

Presley, as always, is amazing. She's just over ten months old and the biggest twentysome pound bundle of joy imaginable! She's such a happy little girl, an awesome person to be around. She's a great friend and a wonderful daughter. And she loves to rock....

foolin' around on April 1st

Presley also loves...
• people... especially kids. she loses her mind with excitement if she spots one nearby.
• family... looks forward to visits with Los Tatos, Nanny & Papa and her favourite sitters - 2nd Mother & CuzKass.
• music... claps and waves her arms in the air, partying like she just don't care.
• food... (finally) eating solids. well, they're more like liquids, but we use a spoon!
• drinks... digs drinking from a cup. messy, but starting to get a hang of it.
• books... can't get enough of anything "peek-a-boo" or fun flip flaps.
• laughter... mimics anyone who laughs. it's very contagious.
• signing...milk, yum yum, sleepy, hair and book. everyday there's a new one. and some she's teaching us!
• talking... mama is her first word (!). mama can mean many, many things.
• crawling... like a hunchback - using one knee, one foot. very original!
• walking... cruising around, knocking down as much as possible. Beware Babyzilla!
• bath time... woo hooo!! splash splash splash! bring on the bubbles!
• mirrors... stands and points and smiles. She loves the girl in the mirror.
• DVD players & remote controls & cell phones... opens and closes and opens and closes the DVD player and takes the disc out. very delicately.
• gnawing & drooling... on just about anything she can get her hands on (ie remote controls & cell phones.).
• cats... even mean ones who try and scratch her eyes out.
• hugs... for/from mama and daddy and various stuffed stuffs.

Presley is not fond of...
• sleeping... unless she's very very very tired.
• no... she does not like hearing that word.
• socks... bare feet have better tread.
• blankets... she kicks them off as soon as she can.
• strollers... she can only stay in one for so long. she prefers being carried in daddy's Ergo.
• broccoli... gives her the gas. not good.

A lot of folks have been asking about her cleft palate. Surgery is scheduled for June 12. In a very strange way, we're looking forward to it. We want her to be able to drink and eat and speak without any difficulties. Her last batch of appointments at Sick Kids went very well. The dentist told us that the cleft does not go into her gum line and should not affect her teeth. Presley was quite impressed by the tooth brush and stickers she got to take home. The audiologist confirmed that she does have congestion (fluid) in her ears. The Ear, Nose & Throat Doc let us know that if the congestion continues at the time of surgery, tubes can be put in to clear the fluid. The occupational therapist gave us some tips on drinking and feeding and we were able to take home the "Pediatric Arm Immobilizers" that Presley will have to wear post surgery to protect herself from herself. (they're a hot shade of pink!) We've added them to her toys and goof around with them daily so hopefully it won't be such a shock when she has to actually wear them for longer periods. Thanks to everyone for all of the support and curiosity. It's good to know that we are not alone.

splish splash Presley's takin' a bath!

makin' mad maraca music!

Baby's First Christmas

Presley's first Christmas has been so amazing! Such a joyous time. She loves being around people, spending time with family and ripping presents open (and then playing with the wrapping). too funny! She also met a few Santa's and really enjoyed their company.

The first she met at the Eaton Centre for the "official" photograph...


and then we ran into another while doing some last minute shopping and they got along famously...

This has been the most special-est Holiday of all. We feel so incredibly blessed to have this little one in our lives. She makes everyday feel like Christmas.


Happy Holidays!!
Wishing everyone much peace, love and happiness - always.

Five Months!

Presley turned five months on November 1st. I'm trying to take it all in as slowly as humanly possible and savour every sweet minute moment. She is an absolute pleasure. She's so bright and smiley and curious and affectionate, all while being drooly, sticky and stubborn. I can't get enough and I can't imagine spending my days any other way.

Presley's 1st Halloween

We seem to have fallen into a daily routine. We start the day by rolling around in bed and playing with a bunch of toys and books. Then we'll hit the tea-time exersaucer so mama can have her cereal and baby can mumble at her recipe book, tea pot, and flowers. Eventually it'll be time for Presley's snack and a mid-morning nap. And later, if we're feeling adventurous, we'll freshen up, pack a bag and head out the door. Luckily the weather's been nice the past few days and we've been able to enjoy the fresh air. When dad gets home it's time for some groovy guitar tunes, quality tummy time and a ride on the jumperoo...

muchos babies por favor

Last week's mommy & baby group was huge! The biggest get together so far. Eleven freakin babies and their mommies shared a splendid Wednesday afternoon gurgling, snackin' and chatting it up. We put the babies down in a circle and started snapping pix. They were alright for the most part. Some were startled from getting slugged by neigbouring flailing baby arms, but otherwise all was good. At one point they all fell asleep. It was like some strange cosmic communal nap time. no one complained. as you can see from my pic, Presley was my only focus. hmmm wonder why....

look at me! look at me!

Every week is slightly different. I missed last week. the moms named the starbucks closest to the ROM as a meeting place before hitting the museum. But they never made it out of the coffee shop - it was just too dang cozy. A tall coffee frap and a slice of the banana loaf woulda kept me there as well!

I love this pic of these two pals:

coochie coochie coo!

Not only have these cuties known each other prenatal, they're only 16 days apart. Presley being the older and pushier of the two and Ben beating her in weight by a few pounds. We're hoping that these two will stay pals long after they can say, "I knew you when we wore the same type of diapers!"

We've had a few doctor's appointments in the past few weeks. At week 18 we went to sick kids' genetics clinic to talk cleft palate. They wanted to ask Jay and I about our family history and it seems that cleft/lip palates can be associated with various syndromes, heart conditions and learning issues and they wanted to assess and examine Presley to make sure that she was clear of all. And she was all clear. The cleft palate is being treated as an isolated case and we still don't know where it came (or didn't come) from. At week 19 she had her last visit with her pediatrician. Yes, last. He told us that he didn't want to see our girl anymore because she's just too dang healthy and he only sees sick kids! How's that for a clean bill o' health!? This pediatrician examined her at birth and was the first to find the cleft palate and even though Presley was going to be treated by our family doctor, he still wanted to keep an eye on her for a few months. Since all is fine and dandy he says that he would like to wait and see her again in a year. At the end of the same week we took Presley to our family doc for the dreaded 4month vaccines. Poor girl. She took it as well as could be expected (she screamed and screamed and screamed some more). We took her home, gave her some cherry flavoured tylenol and she slept like a dream.

20 weeks and currently weighing in at 14lbs 2 oz, with a length of 68cm and a head circumference of 43cm our baby continues to rock our world....

NOTE: Please try to ignore my ridiculous munchkin voice and instead embrace that beautiful baby smile!

Four Months

Presley turned four months yesterday. Time is just flying by! We celebrated by spending the afternoon with the mommies and babies group over at Adriana's. The regular fellas, Ben and Alejandro (both 3 and 1/2 months), were there and we got to meet two new girls, Hanna (8 weeks) and River (six weeks). Presley's the oldest and the mama's have been watching her development to see what to expect with their little ones. She's doing so well. She's sitting up on her own (with a little support) and sucking on her fists like there's no tomorrow! And when she's on her back she can roll from side to side and she loves to grab her feet and nibble on her wee toes. She's also quite the chatterbox and gurgler. I love it when it sounds like she's talking under water. I call her The Mermaid. Here she is with some of her pals:

Ben, Hanna, Presley, River, Alejandro

Sunday was Presley's baptism. And it was wonderful! There were six other babies being baptized. Father Paul was very entertaining and he kept things rolling along and very interesting and interactive. He did get Presley's name wrong at first, he called her Paisley. Michelle, who was sitting behind me, leaned over and said "I guess he didn't read her article in yesterday's paper." Lol! We had many friends and lotsa family there to help us celebrate. We all headed over to Spirits for pictures and hugs and snacks afterwards. We are truly blessed to have such awesome people in our lives.

Here's Presley with her Godmother (my sista) Kelly:

La Madrina

and here she is with her Godfather (my cousin) Robert:

El Padrino

and here she is with one of her favourite presents from that day:

Tea Time!

The exer-saucer has got to be one of the greatest inventions ever! She absolutely loves it! Not only is she stimulating her brain and exercising her little body, she's letting her mama post on her blog!

Lover Her Tender, Love Her True

Presley Mary Grace is in today's paper! She's on the cover of the Toronto Star's Living section. Laura, Aziz's mom, from the mommy and baby group let us know that they were looking for babies with interesting and unusual names. We figured being named after The King qualified, so we got in contact with the writer and there you go! Here's the photo that they ran and here's the article. Too cool!

Baby's First Press Clipping

Baby Wednesdays

Not only were the Baby & Me Fitness classes great for my health, they also introduced me to some fabulous ladies. And now that we've all popped our buns, we've decided to hold weekly meetings on Wednesdays. Our first meeting was last week at Sarah & Baby Will's and it was a grand affair. Sarah has a beautiful home in the beaches with enough baby stuff to keep all the wee ones happy. It was here that I discovered that Presley likes the bouncy chair.

"you're getting veeeerryy sleeeepy"

It was great to see all of the ladies and hear the various birth stories - everything from natural home births to a ruptured uterus that ended in an emergency to c-section. It was wonderful to get together and share info and ask questions in a non-judgemental environment. We munched on yummy sandwiches, crackers n' dip, cookies, muffins and even imbibed in a couple of glasses of white wine. Now, that's how mommies should spend an afternoon!

The Baby Gang

Yesterday we met just behind the Spadina House and although the trek up the Baldwin Steps wearing Presley was exhausting, we were still glad that we ventured out into the great sunny outdoors.

My little Rockstar

Our friend, Shelley, designer extraordinaire and hot mama, sent Presley an awesome package of HissyFit originals including this adorable hat. Don't she look rockin at 14 weeks?!

Baby Bath Time

Presley just turned 12 weeks on Sunday. Hard to believe that 3 months have just flown by. It's amazing to watch her evolve. Everyday there's something new. She loves to bring herself to sitting and pull herself up to standing (with our assistance, of course!). She drools with excitement every time. Actually, she just drools all of the time, regardless. And she spends much quality time with her dangly toys, yammering on about baby stuff I suppose. And a lot of the time it sounds as though she's giving them a good what for! She's a very happy baby with very little fussing. And she loves her bath time...

At least Wonder Woman has my back.

That's where we first heard her giggle. Yes, she seems a little serious here. Perhaps she didn't appreciate the camera being brought into her private bath time. Maybe we should have asked her first? We were afraid of being rejected and we just had to. Everyone should have cute baby bath time pix, no? Funny thing is, as soon as the pictures were taken she would smile. Always the way, isn't it.

Just ducky, really!

Presley's great, fine, awesome and growing like it's going outta style! Jay gets better and better everyday with all of his daddy duties. Father and daughter are such great pals. And me? I'm doing alright I guess. A little impatient with my "getting back to normal body" but realizing that it takes time. It took 9 months to put on the weight, it's gotta take some time to take it off. And let's not get into the c-section crap! I'm hoping to find the time to get in some good workouts real soon. If only I could stay awake long enough! Other than that, no complaints really. People say that the love one feels for their own child is like no other. I have never felt love like this before.

Sleepy

Catching some ZZZZs with Tata's Pink Blanket

Thanks to Cristina for this cute little onsie. I must admit, I was afraid to put it on her. Would it keep us up all day and night? Nope. Even tough babies gotta sleep sometime! And she's one helluva tough baby and (thank God) a wonderful sleeper. Yes, she's up every 3 hours or so - like most babies, but she does get some good hours in where I try to join her (or occasionally sneak on to the computer, shhh you'll wake the baby).

Presley just turned 9 weeks and on August 1st had her first set of shots. Ugh! Poor thing. She took it as well as could be expected and like her mom, loves her tylenol. She's weighing in at 11lbs and stretching out at 60cm.

Six Weeks Later

Presley is amazing. Every single moment we spend with her is incredible. Yes, even when she's screaming her head off at us for no apparent reason but to clear her little lungs out. Her first few days on earth were spent in the NICU attached to I.V's and heart monitors and surrounded by premmies and other special need newborns. For five days she was pricked and prodded and she was a tough little girl through it all. We're wondering what types of piercings and tattoos this early childhood trauma will warrant later in life. Yikes! Entering the world at 9 lbs 11 ounces she was the biggest baby in the nursery. She came to be known as The Big Girl and she was adored by everyone. Here are a few of her favourite nurses...

Nurse Carol

Carol was awesome. We spent most of our days with her learning to feed, burp and sterilize. Carol also had the pleasure of taking us through our first diaper change, as well as the patience to deal with our parade of guests. Tough as nails and sweet as pie.

Nurse Sabia

The evenings/wee hours of the morning were spent with Sabia, who coached us through Presley's first bath and witnessed my first pump of colostrum. Wonderful sense of humour and wise beyond her years.

Looking back now it still seems like a surreal dream. The support from the staff at St. Mike's was fantastic. We could not have done it without them. Obviously.

Life with Presley is magnificent! She's the cutest, smartest and most smiley-est baby ever! See for yourself....

5 days

An Offer You Can't Refuse

2 weeks
Sitting Pretty

3 weeks
Ready For My CloseUp

4 weeks

The Cherub

5 weeks
Baby in the Hood

6 weeks
Shits & Giggles

Our Little Girl

She's finally here! And well worth the wait! and what a wait it was!

Friday May 30th - The ultrasound turns out to be not as perfect as planned. With baby's movement decreased and the amniotic fluid low, we are advised to head over to the hospital for the dreaded induction. We arrive at St. Mike's at about 7:00pm. They perform another ultrasound and confirm that the amnio fluid is low. My blood pressure has gone up and they start to suspect preeclampsia (although my blood pressure has been perfect throughout my entire pregnancy - go figure!). With so much working against us, by 8pm they slip me some cervidil to jump start labour.

Saturday May 31st - By 9:30am - no progress. The docs give me another 12 hours to see if it kicks in. I spend the day walking, bouncing on the birthing ball, knitting, listening to music and breathing through quite a bit of cramping. By 9:30pm - still no progress. They bring in the foley catheter. Extremely unpleasant. Movement becomes a little more difficult, but I do my best to stay upright and positive. Six hours later - still no progress. They bring in the big guns - oxytocin. Movement becomes almost non-existant.

Sunday June 1st - At 11am (40 hours later, with contractions coming at two minutes apart and lasting about a minute long - still no progress) I'm in the O.R. leaning over for a spinal tap. At 11:57am, just in time for lunch, Presley Mary Grace arrives via caesarean section.

Although Presley is a big, healthy girl she was born with a cleft palatte. The only difficulty that causes for now is feeding. Since she has no suction she cannot breastfeed and must nurse from a special nipple. I'm pumping as much breast milk as I can and we're all mastering the Haberman. We've met with the cleft palatte team at Sick Kids Hospital and she will need surgery somewhere between 9 and 12 months.

Although our birth plan was shredded and thrown out the window our main concern was Presley's safety and health. Our new mantra will have to be "Shit happens. Deal with it and move on". I have a bit of healing to do and Jay and I may never sleep again, but we're okay with it all. Our little girl is so incredible, we have been truly blessed.

The Waiting Game

Frustrating day! So I treated myself to a manicure and a massage and then Jay and I took ourselves to the pool for some aquatic squatting and then to refuel with some curry chicken thai!

Frustrated 'cause doc won't extend the induction date. She wants us to call the hospital on Saturday to see what's available. She has chosen the least invasive induction method (prostaglandin gel) that she can think of and she's quite taken aback at how we really really don't want to be induced. She claims that 90-some% of her patients WANT to be induced. Although I understand where she's coming from - she's concerned for my age and the baby's size, bla bla bla, I still think that we should be the ones that make the final call. The baby's fine, my placenta is fine, the anmio fluid is fine, my blood pressure is fine. Look...

Baby Loves Placenta
- May 28

We have an ANOTHER ultrasound appointment on Friday and if the results are perfect (as they always have been) - we hope to figure out how to reschedule the induction on our own since we won't be seeing the doc after the ultrasound unless some thing's wrong. But hey, we've still got tonight and all of tomorrow to hope for (fingers crossed!!) And, on the plus side -- the cervix is softening. Could it be that the homeopathics my naturopath prescribed are kicking in!? Hope so! Or perhaps baby's just waiting until we see Sex and the City before she makes her grand appearance!

Post Date Post

So here's the deal-eo. I'm forty weeks and 8 days into the pregnancy and baby is just way too snug and cozy and would prefer to stay in her womb a little while longer. Who could blame her and who am I to argue? Our family doc, on the other hand, feels that baby's getting bigger everyday and that I may be too small to carry the labour through. And so doc is starting to talk (cue scary music) "induction". Initially it was scheduled for this coming Thursday, but with such a positive ultrasound result yesterday we were able to negotiate a few more days and it has been moved to the 31st. We have another ultrasound on Wednesday, a doc appointment on Thursday and yet another ultrasound on Friday. Sheesh!

We've been taking a stab at as many natural induction methods as possible. And I feel kinda guilty attempting all of these natural approaches knowing that she's perfectly fine and healthy. Why can't we all just leave her alone? But we've gotta try everything that we can before they squirt me up with some miracle gel or attach us to any sort of dreadful IV. Today I went to see my naturopath who pricked me acupuncture-style and recommended some homeopathic remedies to try and get things started. We're keeping our fingers tightly crossed!

Just a few things...

Here we are, three days past our estimated due date and feeling super fine. Well, maybe a little tired and heavy, but fine all the same. Lately it's been all about lists -- things to take to the hospital, things to get done before baby comes home and let's not even get into the birth plan. I may only have a coupla days or perhaps even hours before our wee one arrives and I've been thinkin about ...

things I will miss (in no particular order)
• this big huge belly bump o'love - watching it grow, watching it move, feeling the twists, kicks and tumbles.
• hearing, "wow, you look GREAT!"
• Jay singing The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota into my belly
• strangers smiling at me for what I thought was no apparent reason. (I quickly learned it wasn't me they were smiling at but at the miracle of life. ) still, nice all the same.
• using the baby excuse - ie oh, can i have the last cookie (piece of cake, chocolate, etc)? it's not for me, it's for the baby. *wink*
• my high-carb diet of pasta, pizza, ice cream and burgers

things I will NOT miss (again, in no particular order)
• sore back and swollen hands, knees & (k)ankles
• hearing, "wow, you are HUGE!"
• horror birth stories
• people looking at me all bug-eyed, like this huge belly and me come from planet Preggula
• the hardship that is getting up -- out of bed, out of chairs, sofas, etc.
• Jay's scruffy two day old stubble rubbing up against my sensitive skin while he sings The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota into my belly

Due Date, Schmoo Date

Well, our due date came and went and here we are calm, cool and very EXCITED!!! So what's a groovy couple to do on their due date weekend? How 'bout a little bit of this and a little bit of that...

• shop till you almost, uh, drop! last chance to get a few things before baby takes over. and Jay finally convinced me that we really need a small flat screen TV for our bedroom, especially since we'll be spending so much time in there cocooning as a brand new family. Oh well, so much for feng shui!

• go for a dip! we're lucky enough to have a salt water pool at our gym. Floating in the water made me feel as though I had lost 1,000 lbs! My back, knees and swollen hands and feet can't stop thanking me.

• take in a flick! once baby comes, it'll be tough to sneak her into the cineplex. So we decided to treat ourselves to one more movie -- The Chronicles of Narnia, Prince Caspian. For Azlan!

• slip in some siesta! We're squeezing in as much nap time as possible. Not only is it good for baby prep, but it's a cozy way to spend a rainy long weekend.

• make a little love! Since sex can induce labour by releasing a hormone called oxytocin, which causes the uterus to contract and semen contains a substance known as prostaglandins, which will help soften the cervix - why the heck not!? And hey, it's not like we need to worry about getting pregnant!

• cast a belly! From previous posts you can see how attached I've become to the baby bump. And although I'm sure that I won't miss it for long once it's gone, we still had to make a ...uh... little memento. Besides, it's been quite a while since I've been "plastered"!

Full-bodied mama

Zen and the Art Maaaaaa

Yoga has played a considerable role in this pregnancy. Twice a week for the past four months I've been hauling my bump out to Baby & Me Fitness classes after work to hangout with a buncha belly mamas to breathe, stretch and omm my little heart out.

Breathing in possibility...

Not only has the practice been terrific for my body, mind and soul, but the half hour talks pre-class have been chock full of incredible information and inspiration. We've explored some marvelous topics: hypno-birthing, breastfeeding, baby wearing, baby & mama care, cotton diapers vs disposables, doulas and postpartum depression - just to name a few. oh and my all-time fave --> comfort measures (aka pain management)! And through it all I formed some new friendships and hopefully soon we'll be taking our wee ones for walks through the park and perhaps indulging in a gelato or two.

...breathing out expectation.

The first class I attended ended with a special ritual for the mom-about-to-birth. Well, this week was my turn. It was so comforting to be surrounded by all of these wonderful women, babies in bellies, sending me the most incredible vibes. Yes, it may all sound a little bit granola to some, but it really was truly delicious.

Sandi's Angels

I met with the third doctor today, Dr. McMillan. She looked like a cross between Farrah Fawcett and a blonde Virgin Mary. I swear that there was a halo surrounding her when she floated into the room to greet me. She was so incredibly nice and extremely supportive. We looked over the birth plan and she congratulated us for taking such control and educating ourselves so well. *blush* We talked about how things don't always go as planned and I assured her that my main concern is not to be in complete control but only to remain as calm and relaxed as possible. Her staff was so taken aback that I wanted to meet with her. They couldn't wrap their heads around the fact that yes, I wasn't a patient, but any day now I could be, considering that she's on call for the days that I might go into labour. Dr. McMillan on the other hand understood completely that the reason I was making my "rounds" to meet with the team of three was so that once birth day arrives we'd all be on the same page. And during all of the telephone tag, Dr. M even called me back herself to chat over the phone. I have faith in the team and I believe that any intervention or deviation from The Plan will only be in our best interest. Wouldn't it be great if all three showed up? Just like Charlie's Angels!

Happy Mother's Day

I celebrated my first mother's day today. How strange is that?! Yes, technically I'm not really a mom yet. But my parents beg to differ and so does my sista, 'cause they all blessed me with gifts! My folks gave me some yummy body lotion and a delicious chocolate candle and my sista brought me a gorgeous Dalia plant. Oh, and we all chowed down on this delicious cake....

I have always loved Mother's Day. Although we should honour our mamas everyday it's nice to have one day out of the year that is specifically for them. I love my mom. And I'm going to love motherhood. What an awesome club to belong to!

Sista, Mami, Abuela Dinora and Me - mama-to-be!

Week 38!!!

Only 12 days to go! That is insane. Surreal. Unbelievable. Here's a look at what is up...

On the baby front - she's head down, dropped and ready to pop! At the last ultrasound the technician said, "you have a fat baby!" They estimate that she's weighing approximately 7lbs and could get up to 8lbs come labour day. yikes! Although she's running out of room in the womb, she's still moving around quite a bit. Usually during Dancing with the Stars or after snacks have been consumed and of course late late at night when I'm trying to sleep. We are so excited to meet our little girl. the anticipation is maddening!

On the mama front - Some days I just like to stare out the window and think about nothing at all. and other days I can't stop thinking about all of the things that we still need to do before baby arrives. I feel very full (of baby that is!) and swollen (my kankles are killing me) and my knees and pelvis can't wait for the weight to go down. I've always been self-conscience about my weight so I thought that I'd have a hard time coping with the girth, but the clothes shopping has kept me consoled. I realize that the weight will not disappear once baby arrives, that what took 9 months to put on will likely take 9 months to take off, but I'm ok with that. I feel ready for labour (as much as anyone can be, I guess). I'm looking forward to it. I'm up for the challenge. I'm ready to meet our baby.

On the papa front - I can't speak for Jay but I can tell you that he's been so awesome (as always). He takes such good care of me/us with all of the delicious meals and excellent foot rubs and control of the housework. I could not do this without him. There is no way. And I know that if he could, he'd be the one carrying this baby. I'm not sure how prepped he is for the actual labour/birth. I know that he's not comfortable with seeing me in pain (and never will be), but he knows that I'm a trooper and I know that he's a tough guy. So all should be cool.

On the labour/birth front we're sorta kinda prepared. We've read as much as possible, taken our prenatal classes and spent time with our doula. We've met with Dr. Shep and gone over our birth plan. In a perfect world it would just be our family doc that attends but she works with a team of docs and depending on the schedule she may not be the one who ends up at the hospital. With us planning a natural birth and wanting to remain as cool, calm and collected as possible we thought it would be best to meet the other two docs now instead of when I'm 8cm dilated. Dr. Jiwa was wonderful and very supportive of our "wishes" and Dr. MacMillan I will meet on Monday, but we've spoken over the phone and she sounds fabulous as well.

On the family/friends front - everyone has been so absolutely amazing. The support and generosity has been astounding. we are completely blown away. We've been honoured with three showers, each one just as grand as the one before. We feel truly blessed to be surrounded by so much love.

We realize that we can read as much as we want and research until our eyes fall out and still not be prepared for what's to come. What we do know is that together we can do just about anything we set our minds too. People have been having baby's for how many years now? We're just another happy couple excited to extend our family and to introduce the world to our baby girl! Bring it on!

Happy Birthday to Me!

3 more weeks to go!