We had our big ultrasound today. Everything is healthy, normal and baby girl-ish! She was squirmy, turned a 180 during the ultrasound, and kept swatting the umbilical cord out of her face, but we got a good peek at Baby Girl Beauty #2. The due date remains the same (Jul 11th).
When asked who was in Mommy's belly over the last few months, A always "predicted" it was another sister for him. That being said, he wants to name the new baby "Thomas". Mmm. No.
Before Baby #3 arrives, making airplane travel a real challenge, we thought we would take a trip to Austin to see old friends and meet all the new babies that have arrived since we moved in May 2006. It was great being in our home away from home. It was nice being warm for a change, too. Lots of thanks to Paul, Shannon, Jack and Nicole for hosting the get-togethers.
On the plane, watching "Cars"


Queso, the party dog

The Kretzings and the Stewarts
C, too little to play in the moonbounce
The Hudsons, the hosts of the 1st big get-together

Nicole and Kate, 7 months old
Byron making his famous jambalaya for the party

C and Gabriella
Ava and A, the Exersaucer is always a hit for kids who have well outgrown it
The Williams, the hosts of the 2nd big get-together
Ryan and A
She has her hands. She can use a fork and spoon with moderate success. Still, C likes to try out other avenues to get food into her mouth.
Every night around 7pm in our house, there seems to be an unfair shift in energy between the parents and the children. We are usually exhausted (notice M covered up, "resting" in the bed), while the kids are all fired up and ready to go. Thankfully, this last-minute energy burn gets them ready for bedtime.
Tonight at dinner, Steve kind of rushed through saying grace because the kids had already started eating, but we still wanted to give thanks. He asked for the usual blessings and was about to end with an "Amen" when Andrew piped in with "...and for the baby in Mommy's belly". Steve and I just smiled at each other, with our hearts full. Our sweet little A, so thoughtful; his thoughtfulness reminding us to not be so rushed in our giving of thanks.