Last Wednesday, I do believe I felt something...at first it felt like a cramp and then all of a sudden, a movement that felt very much like a fluttering of bubbles or a waterbed...weird, I know. I'm not sure if it was a substantial movement and I haven't felt much since...but it was pretty awesome just the same.
Paul's also getting more and more excited. I think knowing this will definately be our last child has put a whole new perspective on things for him. A couple of weeks back, he was given the opportunity to babysit for our friend, Kay-Cee. Her daughter, Ellie, is 8 months old and just about the cutest thing in the world. However, Paul was a bit nervous at first...him with all of our 4 kids plus Ellie--all day long. By the time Kay-Cee came to pick up Miss Ellie, Paul was a little sad to see her go...he told us about their day and how they played and how she observed everything and had a blast with our roudy bunch. He was most excited that he still had 'The touch'...his unique ability to get a baby to sleep while rocking them in his arms...so cute. He was glad to get back into 'baby-mode' close to the time we would be welcoming ours. Such a good daddy.
Gavin and Ben seem mostly indifferent at this point...I suppose if I'd gone through the whole 'mom's pregnant' as many times as they have, I would be too. I think they'll want to get more involved once I start showing and once we all know the gender.
Jake, on the other hand, is probably the most excited of all. A few weeks ago, he and Miley (who still just thinks the baby's going to come out every day...ah, the mind of a 3-year-old) went through all of their toys and brought them into my room for me to save for the baby. It was adorable. I kept trying to explain that the baby wouldn't quite be ready for their toddler toys but they both thought I was crazy. Just this past Sunday, Jake was on the computer with me and decided that he needed to pick out toys just for the baby. He took control of the computer and clicked on any baby toy he thought his new brother would like (he refuses to believe that it could possibly be a girl). The funny thing is that he thinks that him simply clicking on the picture means he has purchased the item and the toys should be here any day now...
As stated in my earlier post, my morning sickness is becoming less and less but I still do get it every now and again...usually when I start to worry that something bad has happened. I'm convinced it's God's way of reminding me that nothing bad has happened and I need to just relax. Easier said then done...
Here are some ultrasound pics from our first visit @ 9 weeks (not the best scanner).
