A Look At Baby Boy #3

Today I went in for a check up on our baby boy. So far everything looks good and healthy. We couldn't ask for much more than that! This 3D picture is so cute of him! (I am 100% sure EVERY mom thinks her baby looks so cute in ultrasound pics - even though there is so much distortion. The funny things we moms do . . . )

I can't believe how much he looks like Gavin and Jack with the big forehead and cute button nose! That is a Bailey boy for sure!!

O-H-I-O

My Grandma Molly came to Las Vegas for Thanksgiving this year. Even though we were in Salt Lake City for the holiday - we made sure we were able to spend some time with her and show off Jack's Ohio State Buckeye gear!
I don't think my dad would have EVER worn matching clothes with us kids . . . but I guess grandkids are a different story! What a great PopPop!

Thanksgiving 2010

We had a really great Thanksgiving in Salt Lake City this year with Jason's family. We had to travel between the storms that were blasting them with snow and freezing temperatures . . . but we made it. It was a nice few days filled with fun visits, movies, good food and lots of laughs.

Jack loves "choo choo trains" right now - so when Grandma Bailey pulled this train out of the Christmas decoration boxes Jack jumped at the chance to play with it. Thanks to Uncle Craig and Grandpa Bailey for putting it together for him!
And I thought this picture was too cute not to post. Jack and his cousin Brigg had quite a fun time playing with Grandpa's IPad.

Update on Baby Boy #3

A few random pregnancy musings from my mind today:

I feel a little neglectful already as a mother to this baby. I seem to be keeping so busy with Jack and all there is to do with being a mom and wife that I haven't had time to write about this new little boy joining our family.

This pregnancy has been the most physically difficult yet. I was super sick until I hit about 18 weeks and I can tell my body is already beyond tired and we are only at 25 weeks! Three babies in four and a half years will do that to you, I guess! I have had to rest a lot more this time than I have before. Maybe it has something to do with chasing an almost-2-year-old around all day too?

We have been following the baby closely with our regular OB this time. For various reasons we have decided to not go to a perinatologist this go around. It has a lot to do with the nerves that it brings for me. However, if there is ever ANY question about the baby we will immediately go back to the perinatologist. So far everything looks good and the OB is keeping tabs on me and this little guy. Towards the end of the pregnancy we will start the bi-weekly monitoring. How grateful I am for doctors who understand and cater to my craziness! However, I am sure he will be so happy when I am done having babies! HA!

The more I have gotten used top the idea of another boy - the more excited I get. I am so happy Jack will have a little brother to play with. He needs it. I need it! I am not quite sure I will handle two babies at home - but I am up for the challenge.

Our baby boy #3 still remains nameless . . . we can't seem to even THINK of a name we like. Poor little guy. Oh well, hopefully we can come up with some ideas by the beginning of March.

I pray this baby is healthy and happy. I even pray that he can be calm. I know it is a lot to ask for, but I am happy to be able to be a mother again.

Nellis Air Show

Today we went with some friends to the Nellis Air Force Base air show. It was so much fun! We were able to see lots of air force planes, helicopters and tanks. Everything a little boy (and a big boy) loves!

It was great to get out and do something that we don't normally do. Jack had a great time running around watching the planes in the sky and playing with friends. Great way to spend a Saturday!

Bad Mommy

See that red mark on Jack's cheek?

It looks worse now.

And there is a nice blackish undertone to his eye as well.

I won worst-mother-of-the-day-award today.

Jack woke up early.

5:45am.

I was tired when I went to dress him on the changing table.

He was fighting me.

I turned my back for a second to pick up the pants I dropped.

During those two seconds he flung himself off the changing table and fell to the ground - hitting his face on the corner of his toy box as he fell.

I was a bad mom.

I know better than to turn from him.

He is a wild kid with absolutely no fear.

He cried.

So did I.