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    20 weeks

    Aaaand we’re halfway there! Time is dragging yet flying by and it makes no sense. Today we found out the baby’s gender, but I’m keeping that secret to just family for a couple days (or until I can find a cool photo idea for a gender announcement, haha). Lyla is constantly touching and kissing my belly and it is the sweetest thing. At least once a day she’ll exclaim “How did your belly get so big, mama?!” We’ve been feeling for kicks—Andrew got a good solid one and Lyla claims she felt one too. She is gonna lose her mind when those big, poking kicks come in a few weeks.

    *I had Andrew take these photos of me for a sponsored post on the Miskabelle blog (it goes up tomorrow and there’s more pictures there! www.miskabelle.com)—which is why I’m dressed so fancy, and seeing as it was late in the evening, Lyla was already in pajamas! Quite the odd couple. But her cute-excited face was too good not to share.

     

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    Lyla Georgette - 3 years, 8 months

    It has been a while since I got out the camera to take photos of Lyla just for fun. But yesterday felt like a good time—we were both in good moods and the weather was nice.

    Even with the new baby not set to arrive until January, it already feels like Lyla is very aware of the impending change at our house. She has been extra clingy to me—having me carry her everywhere, only wanting ME to rock her at bed time, only wanting ME to get her in and out of her car seat, etc. I don’t mention the baby much, if at all, to her, but she constantly makes comments about “her baby” or “our baby” and being a big sister. When pulling her out of the bath tub one night I jokingly said “Lyla, stop getting so big!” and she responded “But I have to grow big so I can be a big sister!” When shopping at a clothing store she points out baby clothes and says we should get some for our baby. Little things like that, stop me in my tracks. She is just so very aware. And as for me, since I no longer have sickness as a reminder, sometimes I forget I’m even pregnant!

    I look at these pictures and suddenly see just how much Lyla has grown up this summer. Those long legs kill me! And those growing blonde curls… Part of me is sad, but I also really love this age. I am not super excited about living through the newborn stage again (please God, give me a non-colicky baby this time around!!), but I do daydream about having two toddlers at our house. Next week we find out if we will be adding a boy or another girl to our crew!

     

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    Some photos from our annual trip to Vermont.

    1 / 2 / 3: Shelburne Farm (not pictured: the giant thunderstorm that hit just before we were leaving!)

    4: Making chocolate at Lake Champlain Chocolates.

    5&6 / 7: Beautiful Lake Champlain (we had chilly, rainy weather but tried to make the most of the bits of sunshine we got!).

    8: Lyla passed out in the car…she had a busy week playing with her grandma, aunts and uncle! Andrew and I were only an afterthought for her most of the time. ; )

     

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    Baby #2, to arrive January 2015!

    I am about 16 weeks along and finally feeling a bit back to normal. It was hard for me not to share much sooner, mainly for the fact that I wanted to complain my little heart out about how incredibly sick I was. Like, I spent 2 full weeks curled up in fetal position on my couch, just praying that I wouldn’t throw up. Poor Lyla. She actually handled it really well (and watched way too much TV). I finally figured out a medicine and food regime that worked well enough that I could function, and once I hit 14 weeks I felt much better. I still have waves of sickness and I am not totally in love with eating, but I am just thankful I am not back at 6-8 weeks. That was miserable.

    (I have been dying to cry and whine about that…so I finally got it off my chest! I am super thankful for a healthy baby growing inside me and I know that sickness is just part of the territory. So I promise not to mention it again. First trimester was just not my favorite…)

    When I was pregnant with Lyla, I took weekly photos and blogged about how I was feeling, etc. (on a different blog). The idea of that is laughable this time around, but I hope to post updates here and there, when I can, so as not to give this baby the shaft.

    Lyla is excited, and insists she wants only a SISTER. We will see… Andrew thinks it is a boy. My best guess would be a girl. Yes, we are definitely going to find out ahead of time!

     

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    July 4th 2014

    We hung out with with my parents—out to lunch and to the local parade. I made a pie in the morning (yay for Pinterest! Though I have to give Andrew and Lyla the credit for the final execution of the flag design…). We snacked and had dinner, then walked to the elementary school above my parents’ house to watch the fireworks. Lyla had her first experience with sparklers (“light up glow thingys” she called them) and of course, LOVED them. I just can’t believe we were bundled up in sweaters and blankets for Fourth of July!