Now I’m wishing I’d mentioned it on the blog when we first found out instead of following the 12 week rule. The euphoria of finally getting pregnant was too quickly overshadowed by over-35 worries and where are we going to fit all these kids worries and the oh my god I’m going to barf out the window of this car worries. I’m so happy today. I’m outed and feeling very happily pregnant.

We’re for sure going to find out if it’s a boy or a girl. So funny that so many of you mention girl. I’m totally feeling boy. That’s what I’ve kinda been hoping for, most of the time, although we’ll be happy either way. I know Oscar would really enjoy a little brother (although he’s not on board with this new baby thing one bit) and I think 2 boys are just so cute. Really, I just can’t imagine a girl. I always refer to belly baby as a he. But of course, somewhere in my subconscious girl must creep in occasionally because I felt compelled to buy all these cutie storybook fabrics from Superbuzzy.

And thanks for all the supportive comments about the sickness. I’ve decided that’s why you’re not allowed to tell people in the first 12 weeks, so they don’t have to hear you bitching about how awful you feel every day. I’ve got my new sea band bracelets on and my ginger ale and my positive outlook but I’m still under it. I toughed it through another holiday outing today. We went to see Polar Express at the movie theater downtown. Oscar was enthralled. It was so cute. If only cute cured morning sickness.

And thank you to those of you who said you were amazed at how much I got done these past months while being sick! I was trying so hard to keep up in some way. We totally busted our ass on the robot book and I am so proud I was able to suck it up and get that done. Despite that effort, I’ve still been feeling so guilty and behind on
everything. I’m ready to let go of that too. Here’s to cute killing blogging guilt too!

Ok, I can’t wait any longer. I think it’s about time to blog about the reason I haven’t been blogging much lately, instead of once again sitting here staring at a blank page thinking of anything to say except what I want to say which is, I’m 3 months pregnant with baby number 2! We’re so excited to have the final piece of the Lang family puzzle in motion. I’m due in June and am especially excited to be having a Spring baby. Having a baby at the coldest, darkest time of the year was really tough. So that’s our happy news and I’m so relieved to have the first trimester behind me. I can tell already number two is going to be filled with a lot more worry than the first time around. And the sick, jeebus. I don’t remember it being like this with Oscar. I’ve been knocked out for 6 weeks now. I was really hoping it’d miraculously disappear right in time for Christmas projects but it’s digging its heels in. I’m crossing my fingers and wishing on every 11:11 that this is my last week of it and that mythical 2nd trimester energy will kick in just in time to make some gifts and cookies and Christmas merriment. Any minute now I’ll be able to somehow propel myself out of the sinkhole I’ve created in the couch straight into a Christmas frenzy. I am feeling motivated to find a nice gender neutral knitting project for the baby (knitting I can do from my sinkhole) and to think really happy positive thoughts. And happy thoughts and congratulations for fellow pregnancy friend Kim!

help! this big boy ate my baby. actually he says he’s a little boy because he’s not ready for the things big boys do yet (peeing in the potty, blowing his own nose, etc). but he seems awfully big to me.

we’ve been busy birthday’ing it up around here. a trip to the lego train exhibit, lots and lots of presents. of course with his birthday so close to christmas his birthday presents tend to be more of the useful variety. clothes, books, learning toys. the gluttony of cars we save til xmas. he was very happy with everything though. “ooh, new red shoes”. he’s in his new birthday duds modeling for the xmas card picture here. this isn’t the one we’re going with but I do think it sums up 3 very well.

happy birthday boxcar!