Officially fertile...

Well, possibly fertile anyways. As of this morning my IUD is out and hopefully pregnancy has straightened out my body and my cycles return normally.

We're not going to start trying for #2 until August, but wanted to see if I even ovulate since we had so much trouble last time. I'm so excited, nervous, anxious, you name it about having two kids. I want a sibling for Wyatt so much though. I want him to have a built in playmate as a kid and I hope that her and his brother or sister are close their whole lives. 

We're doing things a little differently this time. The plan is to not tell our family that we're trying to get pregnant. We've told a few friends over here, but it really want it to be a total surprise for our families. I'm even planning on playing it off like we're waiting until next year (with our history it may very we'll take a year to get PG). We're hoping for a due date in May/June/July which would make a thanksgiving or Christmas announcement fun. It's easier for us to keep that kind of thing a secret from our family since we live 3 hours away and only see them sporadically. 

I had been really struggling with the thought of this pregnancy being my last. While the weeks 5-21 sucked in my pregnancy with Wyatt I thoroughly enjoyed weeks 22-40...like a lot....like as much as I loves meeting Wyatt I was sad I wasn't pregnant anymore. My conundrum? I'm pretty set on only  having 2 kids even though I feel like I would enjoy being pregnant more than twice. That has lead me to VERY seriously consider being a gestational carrier (surrogate) after #2 is born. Obviously I'm going to just see how pregnancy #2 goes first, and maybe I'll change my mind, but right now it's something I really want to do. I'm really hoping that I have a happy healthy second pregnancy so that it's an option in the future. 

So that's what's going on in that department....we'll be trying for another baby starting in August so fingers crossed it doesn't take 11 months like last time...and I really hope to be a surrogate in a few years.

Someday I'll get around to getting pictures off the camera and on here :-) there may be a few picture heavy posts down the road!

A weekend to remember....

We had an absolutely lovely weekend here. It was filled with family, laughter, and love. Wyatt got to play with his cousin who is just a month older then him. The hubs got to go golfing with his dad and brother. We had Wyatt's 1 year pics taken. We took the little boys down to the practice green at the golf club and then to the pool there. Today we worked in the garden and topped off the day with a hike to the top of a butte close to our house. We made a lot of memories this weekend and confirmed two truths...1) Wyatt is a water baby 2) he's also born to be outside. I mean the kids literally does not have a bad time if he's outside, if he's cranky or throwing a fit, take him out of doors and instantly all it right with the world. It has seriously been that way since day 1 for him. It makes me so excited for the coming summer and taking him camping, he is going to love it.

Next weekend is going to be awesome too. My parents and I are going to a James Taylor concert (love his music!!!), we're taking Wyatt to the zoo one day, then Sunday some of the hubs' family is coming to my parents' house for dinner so we can talk details of our trip next February to Belize!!

I do have more news to share, but they are separate posts for different days :-)

Seriously?

Has it really been since last August? Bad blogger, bad, bad blogger...

Wyatt was only a couple months old then and here we are staring his first birthday in the face. A year? Already? I often wonder where my little baby went as my pretty much toddler scoots around the house. What is it about parenthood that sucks us into a time warp that we can never escape? I'm not the only one, right? It seems like just last week we were still swaddling and he was a stationary object, now he refuses to be rocked to sleep, preferring instead to fall asleep alone in his crib (of course as I typed that he was throwing a fit in his bed b/c he only took one nap at daycare and threw off his whole routine) and he's *this close* to walking. He takes steps regularly, but hasn't made the transition to full time walking.

I look back at pictures of him as a newborn and sometimes I barely recognize my curly blonde hair blue eyed little boy. He has changed so much over the last 11.5 months it's ridiculous. We have been so blessed to have him in our lives, and although it has been far from all puppies and rainbows it's been amazing being his mama.

Not only has he changed in the last year, but we have as well. I've learned that I have more patience then I ever thought possible (I also learned where my breaking point is LOL). I know now just how little sleep I actually need to function...how much I need to do more then "function" is a different story. I've learned that the ONLY thing I thought I would never do as a mom is the ONE thing I had to do (sleep training). Everyday I become more confident in our parenting decisions and although we have NO idea what we're doing I know that we're doing it the right way for our family. I've also learned acceptance...acceptance of other people's parenting decisions (as long as it doesn't harm their child or mine), acceptance in the inevitable judgement of others (especially other moms...why we do that to each other I have no idea, but that's another post for another time) acceptance that my son will do things in his own time and comparing him to any other child is unfair to him and to us. We have grown stronger as a couple, realizing that things said during the 4th middle of the night waking isn't something to be taken personally ;-)
*piece of unsolicited advice to new parents: adopt a "it doesn't count between 10pm-8am" rule. Nothing that is said in that frustrated sleep deprived state should be held against each other. It might just save your relationship*

I do miss being pregnant and miss his newness and sweet newborn smell, but he is so much fun now. He's always good for a laugh and his smile melts my heart. Watching him and his dad fills me will such joy I could burst, they are two peas in a pod. I'm so excited for summer. This kid LOVES being outdoors and I know he's going to enjoy camping, swimming, parks, walks, hikes, and all that good stuff that comes with the warmer weather. Watching him explore and enjoy life makes everything more fun. I love watching him learn new things or take in new experiences. His facial expressions are priceless and convey his emotions perfectly. I hope he's always so expressive.

I've said this 100 times, but I hope I can commit more time to blogging now. It has been impossible to keep up, but now that he typically goes to bed at a decent hour and stays asleep (this is a recent development in the last couple months) I think I might actually have time. I desperately want to document these days b/c they are sweet and fleeting.

I leave you with some pictures :-)