Monday, March 28, 2011

Boy or Girl: Put in your vote!

Okay people, Lord willing we will know what this baby is by Wednesday afternoon!!  As you may have read on my Facebook, the drug-store gender test said it was a boy.  Was it right?  We shall see!

Here's the guy responsible.

So tell me what you think.  To the right, above the picture of Michael and I, is a poll where you can select your answer.  You have till Wednesday at 4pm!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

This Thang Has Got to be a Girl.

 1.         This baby is sucking the beauty out of me.  Not only have I gained weight, which is only to be expected, but I am breaking out in places that I never have before.  No matter the soap, no matter the remedy, no matter how hard I try, the breakouts just won't stop.  Sure, I had a few before I got pregnant, just like everyone else, but this is ridiculous!  My neck? Really, baby? It looks like I'm a teenage boy who attempted to shave for the first time.  You know what? That's what my whole face looks like!  It looks like I tried to shave my face!
          You better be one good-lookin' kid, and you better be glad for the existence of Bare Minerals.  That's all mommy has to say about that.

2.          Also, last night, Michael gently tackled me, and I landed on top of him.  He let me know how heavy I was getting.  Thank you, Michael.  That was first-class. lol
*Disclaimer* I didn't take this picture. I don't know who did. lol

3.          Another thing.  Any other pregnant women have everyone in the world try and tell them what to do?  I just feel like, "Come one now.  I'M the parent.  I'M having this baby.  If I want your advice, I will be sure to ask for it, but until then please let me be the mommy."  It doesn't matter who it is, parents, strangers, people from church; I just wish that people would let me have this baby.  I'm not a dummy. I've read plenty of pregnancy books that say this kind of treatment is to be expected, but I feel like it's only going to get worse once the baby is actually here. Oh well.  I'll just start telling people how I feel. 
            Of course, there are certain people that you don't mind getting advice from, such as your concerned husband or really close friend, but that's about it for me.  After awhile, "advice giving" starts to seem more like, "I want to be in charge of everything because I know better than you." That's just the way I see it.  Also, "advice" might be the wrong word.  Maybe "out of nowhere suggestions about a topic that we weren't even discussing" is better.  
            Lord, please help me be patient.  I so desperately need it when it comes to dealing with others.   You have been so patient with my stubborn self. 
Idk who this is. I got it off of Google images.


Friday, March 18, 2011

A Cute Family

1. I just ADORE this young mother and her child.  They are so precious.  You can see her whole pregnancy unfold on her YouTube channel.


2.  Today, we finally got the love-seat moved out of our living room so we will have a place to put the baby's crib.  Hopefully it's coming in soon.  I absolutely love the finishing on the wood and the railing on the changing table.   

courtesy of babiesrus.com

3. I was sent something in the mail from babybedding.com, and it said you could make your own custom bedding.  It looked interesting, so I visited the site and threw this bad boy together.  It's gender neutral just the way I wanted, and it matches my living room.  I didn't design a bumper because recent studies show that they are dangerous and may be the cause of SIDS in some infants.  Cribs now-a-days are made safely enough, with slats close enough, to where you don't even really need a bumper for any reason other than looks.   


4. Car seats are a difficult thing to shop for.  There are SO MANY different kinds.  Personally, I'd rather get an infant car seat because they can easily be removed from the car and can be used to carry the baby around.  Convertible car seats just aren't that easy.  (Convertible car seats are seats that can be both rear-facing and front-facing.)  Any experienced mom's who recommend one or the other?


5. Sleepy Wraps look like the most beautiful thing in the world to me.  Unlike slings, they use the support of both shoulders instead of one, and they cause the baby's head to rest closer to the heart.  You can even breast feed with them on and not even have to use any extra covering.  You can also tie them so that you can carry your baby in a variety of differing ways.  I personally love the orange, but I may also order the green.

courtesy of sleepywrap.com





That's pretty much all for now. :)



Thursday, March 17, 2011

Baby Names

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!!!


NOTICE: This is not a vote. :)

We have basically decided on names. So here it goes.

For a girl, we were thinking Ella Alexandra Manley.
For a boy, we like something along the lines of Zephaniah Lloyd Manley.


We have chosen these names because of meaning, and we darn sure like the way they sound! These names are subject to change, but we think we pretty much have this decided. :)

Meanings
My source for baby name meanings is BabyNames.com.

Ella
Reason: As my mama loves to explain to everyone,  "Ella Enchanted" is my all-time favorite book. I've read it cover to cover probably ten times or more.  It is simply amazing, and to this day I love to read the book.  (Btw, the movie did the book absolutely NO justice.) I decided, that if we had a girl, that we would name her after this beloved fictional character of mine.  I've always admired her, so it only made sense.
Meaning: Young girl
Origin: Spanish

Alexandra
Reason: I've always loved this name.  I've wanted to name a child of mine Alexandra since my early teens. It just sounds so classy and lovely. (And mythical. I know- I'm a total loser.)
Meaning: Defender of the people
Origin: Greek

Zephaniah
Reason: I was flipping through my Bible one afternoon.  The name popped out at me, so I said it out-loud. Michael lit up.  "I like that. We should name our kid that.  Besides,  Maximus Manley is just too cool for any kid." (He wanted to name our boy Maximus.  See, the Word always pulls through in the tough times.)  I've also been told this name sounds too ethnic for a little white boy.  That's fine with me.  Our kids will need some culture.
Meaning: God has hidden
Origin: Hebrew
NoteIn Hebrew it's pronounced "Tse-FAHN-yah." A minor prophet in the Bible.


Lloyd
Reason:  This is my dad's name.  He passed away December 29, 2010 from pulmonary fibrosis, and I just can't see myself not naming my first son after him.  (If we never have a boy, I'm still gonna try to fit something in with a girl.  I just have to.)  I love him the mostest and miss him so much.  He was the best Papa in the world, and he loved the Lord Jesus with all his heart.  He was a small church pastor for about 30 years, and he remained devoted to his flock until the day he died.  He, excluding my husband, was the greatest man that I will ever know.  


Meaning: Grey  (I know that's a simple meaning, but the real meaning is behind the person who had the name.)
Origin: Welsh




Here are some more names that we considered:
Shiloh
Silas
Michael (for a girl)
Maximus
Annie Mae (after my grandmother)
Frodo (nah. I'm just playin')

I LOVE the names we choose.  They were chosen pretty carefully, and I can't wait to see which names we will have the opportunity to use for this baby.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Oh, Baby Baby!: Are we positive that patience is a virtue?

Oh, Baby Baby!: Are we positive that patience is a virtue?: "1. Nausea Nauseousness, I dealt with it for two months and came out the other end of it with a new o..."

Are we positive that patience is a virtue?

1. Nausea
          Nauseousness, I dealt with it for two months and came out the other end of it with a new outlook on food.  People, do NOT take the ability to enjoy food for granted. Food is beautiful to the pregnant lady, but it is the most awful thing to not be able to eat it during "morning sickness".
          Also, I'd like to know who coined the term "morning sickness".  Liar.  I could slap you right across the jaw.  You should have called it "ALL FRICKIN' DAY LONG!!! sickness".  Forget you, man.  And forget my love for garlic too, cause the ability to even look at it went down the drain when I was six weeks pregnant. Good grief.

2. First Trimester Ultrasound
         So anyway, I was patient with the nausea, but then I had to wait for my first ultrasound A WHOLE EXTRA WEEK.  Come on Lexington Women's Care, I know it was Christmas, but you can work for me right? Whatever.
         I waited on that and FINALLY got to see my baby for the first time.  Such a precious thing to see.  (Even though, I must say, it looked like a peanut, you know, something I might accidentally eat if I didn't realize what it was.  Hey, don't judge me.  I'm pregnant; I'm hungry. Just look for yourself.)


         See, a peanut. :)  Also, isn't my uterus beautiful?  I really like it.  (That's a "Baby Mama" joke for all you people who think I'm absurd.)  Okay, back to patience.

3. Second Trimester Ultrasound
          NOW, I'm having to wait a whole two more weeks to find out the sex of my baby.  I'll be 21w 4d by the time I find out the sex of our little snot blower.  You know why? Because God wants me to learn patience.  As you can see, I can't wait for anything because I get overly enthusiastic about everything in my life.  Someone needs to calm me down.
          Thank you, Lexington Women's Care.  You are doing the job well.  Bless you and your policy of only doing "necessary" ultrasounds.

 

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A new thing.

          It is an odd thing to try and convince your husband that you NEED a baby. Yeah, you can bet this cry baby did just that. There were tears, prayers, times of begging and many more dramatic attempts to convince Michael that we were ready. (I am exaggerating- a little.)  Eventually, he let me know that I was stressing him out and he just needed time to think and pray about it. So, I let it go, and waited . . . a week. (I'm so impatient.) But, to my surprise, he agreed with me. It was time to have a baby. We hadn't been married for a year yet, but it was time. Stupid me, I suppose, thought that once you agreed to have a baby, they just appeared sometime that week. As anyone in the 7th grade will tell you, that's just not so.
        
          The first month was exciting. I can't tell you how ready I was to take that first pregnancy test. I think I literally ran to the bathroom. I sat there and waited for a grueling two minutes and then snuck a peek. Negative. I was devastated! What more could I do, right? Keep trying?! (So dramatic.) So, I finished off that month the way I had since I was thirteen. Not pregnant and in need of Kotex.
Most people don't conceive their first month of trying, so why should I worry? I'm so impatient. I think after one month I gave up. I decided that it would happen when it happened. And that's exactly when it happened.
          Thanksgiving was a blast. I went to NJ to celebrate with my husband's Aunt and her kids. (One of them had recently been blessed with twins. I held that little girl for hours.) We went to New York City the day before we left and toured like country people do.
        
         The next day we came home. Clemson and Carolina were playing that night so we had to make it back in time for that. Out of sheer suspicion, I decided to take a pregnancy test. I sat there, expecting a negative, and sure enough, there it was! But wait. I looked really close at that blank spot. It was changing colors! No FREAKIN WAY! "Is that a line?!" So dumb me, sitting on the toilet, was all like, "Michael! COME HERE!"
          He saw the line too.
          I refused to believe it, but a doctor's appointment a couple days later revealed that it WAS a line. The most beautiful line in the world.
          I'm so awesome and patient. I made a baby all by myself! Take that world! But seriously, we all know Who really gets the credit for this Little One. :)