Another day at the zoo, finally

Finally, last week after waiting forever for all this rain to stop, we got to go to the zoo. We love the zoo and we got to go with our cousin-in-laws (I think that's what they are) Emily and Leah. I was excited because there were dinosaurs around the zoo that moved and made noise. Oak'e really been into dinosaurs lately, so I thought he's love them. He wasn't so sure about them. One of them even spit water at you, and Oak didn't like that at all. He'd point the other way and say "No, that way". In some of the pictures you can tell he's not so happy cause I made him sit by the dinosaurs while I took his picture. Notice how he's holding his hands in so the dinos don't get them. He did finally climb on one at the end, it didn't move or make noise though. He even gave it a kiss after he checked out it's teeth.

Fun pics

I thought I'd share some fun pictures from the past few weeks. We got to watch cousin Kayla for a few days while her parents were in Puerta Vallarta. It was a ton of fun. Oakley and her could just chase each other around all day, screaming and giggling. Here's one of their more quiet times, watching Curious George in their church clothes on Mother's day. Don't you love the bling?

These two just love each other.

Of course I had to get Kayla with her morning hair. It's so funny.

This made me laugh so hard. She had spilled her cereal on the floor and then sat in it. When she got up and started walking around I couldn't help myself.

One of Oak's new things is to walk around in both Wes and my shoes. Here he is in Wes's bengal shoes. Maybe one day he'll fit into them.
One day he climbed behind the couch and was back there for quite a long time, so I peeked over and he had all his stuffed animals back there and was reading a book to himself. What a fun little hidout.

This is one of my favorite pictures. My friend took it when Oakley and dad came to watch me play outdoor volleyball last saturday. I think this picture is credit card worthy.

Life has it's own plan

Sometimes life doesn't turn out the way you plan. My plan consisted of giving birth to a new baby some time last week. But seeing as I don't have a newborn, my plans have been extremely altered. As you know, Oakley is two and half now and in desperate need of a sibling, mainly because we spoil him so much. Well, a year ago we started trying for another one. We found out in September that another kiddo was on the way and was due in May. We were excited. I really wanted a spring baby because Oak had been born in October and I didn't like being stuck inside with a new baby all winter, so May was perfect.

Well, October rolled around and so did my first doctors appointment. This part didn't go as planned either. I went in excited to hear the heart beat and see my fun, jovial doctor again. Everything was fine until my doctor did an ultrasound. He just sat there for a minute looking at the screen and moving the little wand thing. Then he said it didn't look good. I could see that there was a big black circle, but nothing inside of it. He said he was going to have the ultrasound tech look because she was more trained then he was, but when she looked, she said the same thing, there just wasn't a baby in there. I was crushed. I had no warning, no signs, nothing. Of course I cryed and they felt bad, but they were so kind and sensitive, and talked me through everything that happened and why it did and what was going to happen now. My Dr. said that 70% of pregnancies end in miscarriages for one reason or another, and mine just hadn't happened yet. He also said that the reason there wasn't a baby was basically because somewhere in the beginning, something just wasn't right so it didn't grow. It sort of made me feel better, because you always want the best for your baby and you don't want it to struggle from the beginning. I also totally understood that it wasn't my fault and that I really couldn't have done anything different.

Anyway, that day ended up being really hard for me. I went to my mom's house for comfort and Wes took the rest of the day off work. The worst part about the whole thing was being sick for a whole month for nothing, but that's the way it goes. It helped me to try and find the good things about the whole situation, some being that I wouldn't be sick when we went to Cincinnati, or California, or that I could ref volleyball without being sick. In the end, we weren't suppose to have a baby at that time, so it all worked out.

Well, 8 months later and many doctors visits later, I am proud to announce that plan B is a go. We are expecting another kiddo in November. I'm about 15 weeks along, and I have proof that there's something there and that it has a heart beat. I'm almost through the sick phase, which is why I can sit at my computer now and type, where I couldn't really before, hense the lack of posts the past few months.

I've been debating whether to right this post for a while, but I decided it's not really a pity post, but more of a post that I think many of you will understand and it might help you someday if the same thing happens. As for now, I must go eat. Adios.