So I am finally 19 weeks, almost half way, and yesterday Mike and I went to have my ultrasound. The baby looks great and the technician was impressed with how long and big the baby already is. Not to mention with how much it moved. This made it very hard to get it in the right position to see what we were having, however after a lot of patients and me rolling over on to both sides she finally cooperated. That's right...
IT'S A GIRL!!
Bella with have a little sister in a few more months and we couldn't be more thrilled. I guess I will have to start listening to Mike on these things, because this is twice that he has been right. We just though we would let everyone know.
Love you all,
Mikey, Stefi, Izabella, and Baby Girl
So I really don't know what to do! Izabella eats from the time she wakes up till the time she goes to bed. And now that she has learned how to say "Hungry", she will let you know when she thinks her little body is starving. Here is an example:
Izabella is now old enough to go to nursery at church. We are so excited that she loves to go, even though she doesn't seem to miss us at all. Anyway, this Sunday I decided to peak in on her to see how she was doing. It just happened to be snack time and all the kids where sitting around the big square table. I noticed that everyone had a small clear plastic cup about half full with trail mix. Then I spotted Izabell. Her cup was completely empty, her cheeks puffed out to the max, and she had a drew drop of chocolate running down her chin. Not only was this quite a site, but she was also managing to shove in another cookie that was laying on the table. I had to laugh even though I was completely embarrassed. When we went to pick her up when it was time to go, the nursery workers told us what a delightful little girl she had been. I'm not sure weather to believe them as I looked at my little girls new Sunday dressed stained with all the goodies she had managed to eat in the short 2 hour period she was in nursery.
What am I going to do with this little garbage disposal of mine. I can't leave anything with in arms reach or she will manager to find and eat it. I love my little girl and hope that this is just a phase.
Love you all,
Mikey, Stefi, and Izabella
So I guess I'm even worse then Tilleea. Here it is almost a month late, however I can not miss posting about my Mom. She has been a wonderful mother and has seen all her children through thick and thin. She had always been there for me if I needed her, even when I didn't realize it. I am so glad that she raised me to be such a strong willed individual. Thank you mom for all that you have done, do and will do. I love you so much.
Some of these are old and some are new, but all of them are in honor of YOU!
Mom and me when I was very young
Mom letting Kira and I sit one dad's motorcycle.
This was mom on the bike in Seattle on one of our family trips.
Mom and me after winning state softball my seinor year.
Mom and Izabella
Russ and Mom!! Love you mom. We hope that you had a terrific birthday!!
Love,
Mikey, Stefi, and Izabella
This morning about 5:00 am Mike and I were awaken by little voice yelling "Ungry!" from across the house. I pulled my exhausted body out of bed and went in to Izabella's room to see what she needed, however, she was not their. I walked into the kitchen wondering if she had wondered to the fridge to find something to eat. And their she stood trying to get into her high chair. I guess this is what I get when I don't make her eat all her dinner the night before. So as I put her in the high chair Mike made her one of her favorites, Peaches'N 'Cream oatmeal. But that didn't make her happy at all. She started yelling in hysterics. After asking her what she wanted to eat and offering her everything in the house, Mike took Bella out to the garage to find some peaches. Well, when they came back in she wasn't caring peaches, but chocolate pudding. It was so early for both Mike and I we didn't care what she ate as long as she was happy and would let us go back to bed. To make a long story short, she wasn't happy until she had both the chocolate pudding and the Peaches'N'Cream Oatmeal. So she sat in her high chair with a big smile double fisting her yummy early morning feast. Here is some pictures I managed to snap before I crawled back in bed leaving Mike to supervise...
Thankfully after she was done eating and her little tummy was full, her and Mikey came back into the bedroom and we were able to get another 3 hours of sleep. I hope that we don't have many more mornings like this.
Love,
Mikey, Stefi, and Izabella
So mommy was having a bad day on Monday. I spent the entire day home in bed sick and I just wasn't ready to handle a rowdy little girl, no matter how cute she is. So daddy decided to have a daddy daughter shopping evening. After looking at every toy in the store both Izabella and Daddy decided on this little Cinderella Tea set. Izabella loved playing with Nana's tea set when we were in Washington and couldn't wait to get one of her own. Plus daddy decided that there where quite a few pieces in this little tea set to keep Bella busy for a couple of weeks. And he's been right so far...
for the last 3 nights Mike and I have been having a never ending tea party. From the time Bella gets out of bed in the morning until she goes to bed at night.
Here are a few pictures of my little tea party host.
Serving her guests...Whomever they may be??
for the last 3 nights Mike and I have been having a never ending tea party. From the time Bella gets out of bed in the morning until she goes to bed at night.
Here are a few pictures of my little tea party host.
Serving her guests...Whomever they may be??Serving herself some tea (or rather water in our house).
Have to sample some....and pour a little down the front of herself.
And it's not a real party with out cookies and cake. Yummy!!
Mike says she's going to grow up to love to host parties just like I do. I won't mind if she gets that from me. I love to have people over to sample my latest twist on the menu.
Love you all,
Mikey, Stefi, and Izabella
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