Before we knew it guests started arriving and it turned into a full blown kid fest in a matter of minutes! Auntie Nic even had a bounce house and magician for the kids - I'm not too sure who had the most fun, the kids or the parents. There was lots of candy and snacks and amazing goody bags for the children to take home. Auntie Nic did an amazing job on the decor, even making the balloon arch by herself - I can't wait to see what she puts together for your Baby Shower.
Throughout the party I couldn't help but to think that next year you'll be here for Khloe's birthday and you'll be one of the many babies in attendance. Daddy and talked about the fact that being at that party was like looking into our future, as our lives will now consists of birthday parties and other children related events like these. Everyone there was married, had children or was pregnant - as out of place as I felt (because I'm still adjusting), I also felt as though I belonged and it made me think about the friendships that I have. I sometimes feel as though I have nothing in common with my friends anymore and I can't help but wonder how this will all play out once you arrive and I willingly change my priorities. I guess only time will tell.
We love you Addi.
Daddy and I finally got to hear your heartbeat yesterday. We really wanted to hear it at the previous appointment, but the nurse told us that it would be too faint and we'd barely hear anything. I was so disappointed to have to wait another month, but it was well worth it. Speaking of wait...we had to wait a whole hour for the nurse to call us in at the doctors office yesterday - I was about to lose it! What's the point of making an appointment? Besides, I knew I had to give blood and the anticipation was killing me.
Finally we were called in and the woman asked if I wanted to do blood work prior to seeing the doctor, or if I wanted to make another appointment. Daddy and I agreed that I should get it out the way, so I made the walk of doom to the lab and sat in the chair. Daddy has to hold my hand every time I give blood - I hate needles! The nurse couldn't find my vein and when she finally did, I started pulling my arm away and then she couldn't find it anymore, lol. She went over to my right arm and found one and I bit Daddy on the hand as she stuck the needle in my vein, lol - he was very mad at me...I promise I didn't mean to bite that hard.
After that nightmare was over, we headed back to the examination room where as usually your dad scared the nurse as she opened the door. Everytime we go for a check up he messes with her - but at least she knows she'll be entertained whenever we're there :)
As usual, she pressed down around my lower abdomen to find you and make sure you're okay - I hate this part, it's very umcomfortable...and you don't seem to like it much either. Daddy yelled out, "Don't hurt me" in a baby voice pretending to be you...Nurse Carolina thought that was hilarious.
All of a sudden she rubbed some gel on my tummy and started moving this weird little thing around that area. We started hearing some weird noises and it finally clicked in my head what was happening. She kept moving the machine and seemed like it was taking her forever you find you. I had to be about two minutes, but it felt like two hours. Being the paranoid individual that I am, of course I started panicking in my mind and assumed that something was wrong and started playing some weird and heartbreaking scenarios in my head. Then - there you were with a perfect heartbeat going at the right pace. In my mind I kept thinking, "Oooooh God, there's really a person in there...this is real".
Being pregnant is a little strange for me. Of course I am happy and beyond excited to hold you in my arms, but my mind still can't comprehend that this is really happening and that you're a real person...or that you're growing inside of me. Over the weekend Daddy took me shopping for some maternity pants, things kind of started hitting me in the dressing room when I stopped to think about what I was doing...but to hear your heartbeat was surreal and beautiful.
Can't wait to meet you Addi.
About 2 days after finding out you would soon make your debut into this world, I started keeping a journal for you to capture the experience leading up to your birth and beyond. Unfortunately, the thought and action of writing in a book with pen in hand has become somewhat foreign to me, sad I know. Instead I've decided to create a blog for you. I'm sure you'll enjoy this more when you're older, since I can include pictures and other visuals. I will do my best to write to you everyday and hopefully at some point when you're older, you'll be interested in reading this. If not, this will be my time capsule to reminisce on these special moments.
You may be asking why we refer to you as "Addi". Daddy and I wanted to come up with a unisex name that we can call you since we don't know if you're a girl or boy as yet.
- Grandpa used to refer to you as "The Fetus"...but we thought you deserved a real name
- Auntie Barbara started calling you "Jojo Bugatti" but Daddy said that was ghetto
- And then finally we settled on Addi, a shorter version of our last name
We're dying for the next 3 weeks to fly by so we can find out what sex you are, and more imporatantly, we can't wait to meet you :)
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