Girl

We did end up finding out that we are having another baby girl. We couldn't be more excited and Jason couldn't be more appreciative that I am not going to go out and buy more loads of baby girl clothes. Although, who said that you couldn't still buy new clothes if you have two girls? =) I must admit however, it is quite the "economy package" as I had a friend describe to me the other day. I can't wait to have two little "goonzies" running around the house playing with each other. I know it won't all be sweet and precious, but a mother can dream, right? I am so excited to have two kids and I already have a pretty good feeling about the spirit that this baby will bring into our home. She is already unique and different than Reagan in a lot of ways, but I have a feeling that she will fit in quite nicely. =)
I have started "nesting" like crazy the past couple weeks, organizing all the closets and baby clothes and labeling everything. It may be a bit early to start nesting, but I can't help myself. Next up is painting and finishing the girls' room. I love that I can now call it the "girls' room." It is strange to me that Reagan is not the "baby" anymore. She knows the baby is in my tummy and gives her kisses often. I still can't seem to fathom the fact that she is definitely growing up. She is such a girly girl now. She loves to dress up and dance and sing. She always entertains us with her performances. Just in the past week, she has even gone poopoo in her potty chair and just today brought her potty seat to me, screaming. Apparently it was urgent! I rushed into the bathroom and set her down on the toilet and heard a little tinkle almost immediately. I don't know if this is just a coincidence, and I am not ready to push her into anything she isn't absolutely ready for, but it's times like this that make me realize how grown up she really is becoming. I must admit, it does scare me. Being a first-time parent to a toddler has me feeling very inadequate at times. I feel so much more prepared to take care of a newborn than a toddler, but at the same time, Reagan teaches me so much every day and is such a loving and peaceful girl that I wouldn't even give up the times when I want to pull all of my hair out! (Which is a daily occurence).

Some things that have made me smile this week:

She always wants to wear her Supergirl costume and on this particular occasion looked at Jason's comic encyclopedia for an hour, upside-down. =) She makes her daddy proud.

We just got over a short (but what seemed like forever) bout of sickness in our home. Reagan had croup and had never been so sick. I was exhausted after a week of her not being herself and not sleeping at all. One night, at like 3am when she wouldn't sleep, we were just cuddling on the couch watching something on tv when she just starts holding and rubbing my hand, while putting her other arm around me. It was a precious moment that literally brought tears to my eyes. Love her so much and love that she is so affectionate to us. I hope she is always this way, but at some point, I don't think kids still like to hold their parents' hands?

Dreams

When I am pregnant I have the strangest dreams, and I have heard other people say the same thing. All I know is that on any given night I wake up in the middle of the night screaming, laughing, crying, you name it. Well I thought I'd share a few of my favorites from the past couple of weeks. Enjoy.

Dream #1: We are in the waiting room at my doctor's office waiting to get an ultrasound to tell us if we're having a boy or a girl. The receptionist hands Jason a hospital gown and tells him to undress and to put it on and we can get started with the ultrasound. He does and then they tell him to sit on the bed and put his feet up in stirrups...this is all in the waiting room with other people around, mind you. Yet neither of us think it is in the least bit strange. The technician starts giving him the ultrasound and Jason falls asleep. I get really mad and keep shaking him, telling him to wake up or else they can't tell us what we're having. He finally wakes up and the tech says "It's a boy!" and we look up at the screen and there is a huge scary cartoon boy waving at us. I woke up really disturbed.

Dream #2: I go into labor and it progresses really quickly. Jason is stuck taking a final at school, so I go to the hospital by myself. Minutes later, I am in a room that is completely dark except for a huge bright spotlight on me. I give birth to a baby girl who is 7 pounds 19 ounces (I realize that means she is 8 pounds 3 ounces, but in my dream she was 7 lbs. 19 oz) and 22.5 inches long. We name her Haley (sister's name). Very strange.

Dream #3: I decide to get a tattoo down my inner thigh of all of the different versions of Mickey Mouse through the ages. It is literally huge and literally on my inner thigh. I keep thinking it is okay because no one will see it, but Jason ends up seeing it and gets really mad at me. He just keeps asking, over and over "Mickey Mouse??" I thought it was such a good idea in my dream. =)

Anyone want to tell me what these mean?

19 weeks

On Sunday I will be five months pregnant. Which means that next week, we get to find out if we're having a boy or a girl...or maybe even a "goy" like Reagan keeps telling us. She's such a politician, always avoiding giving a direct answer. Yesterday we kept asking her if the baby in mommy's belly was a sister or a brother, and she either shrugged her shoulders and said "I dunno!" or just answered simply "baby belly." She's a sly one I tell you. Everything is going really well with this pregnancy. It's a lot different in a lot of ways than my pregnancy with Reagan. I showed sooner this time, but am growing a lot slower it seems. My sickness tapered off sooner with this one as well (thank the high heavens). I love feeling this little goy move. The little taps and wiggles are so fun to feel at the end of the day when I finally get to lay down and rest. Would anyone like to guess what we're having? (I still have no idea.)

Uper Girl

Those that know Jason know that he has a deep love for all things Superman. One of his earliest childhood memories is sitting on his dad's lap watching the Superman movies. He has tried and tried to get me to agree to name one of our sons Clark Kent Wilson. It is a solid name. We'll see if he succeeds. He has even used Superman analogies in almost all of the talks that I have heard him give at church. Once we saw the Supergirl costume this year in Reagan's size, it was game over. I had to get it. Jason was so proud to be Supergirl's daddy that he had to dress up as Clark Kent. And I, not wanting to be left out of the fun, chose the extremely original (sarcasm) costume of Lois Lane. Since she's just a regular person, most people didn't even know that I dressed up until they saw my name tag. We still had fun. I don't love these pictures, but they are all I have of Halloween so they'll have to do. In the pictures that I am wearing the super flattering footie pajamas, we were headed to a halloween party for a Young Women activity. I decided I would spare the rest of the ward that costume for our trunk or treat party. Reagan had so much fun being "Upergirl" and trick or treating. I had so much fun eating all of her candy.

* I wish that these pictures weren't sideways. If I'm feeling motivated tonight, I'll try and turn them again.

"Smile"

If you know the Pratts, you know that most of us "lucky" ones have something in common...our smile. We all have very squinty eyes. Catch any one of us smiling, and most likely you will just see two slits where our eyes once were. In fact, most people that have been with me while driving know not to make me laugh, because I literally will not be able to see. Well, it appears as though Reagan has inherited this trait. I wouldn't say that she has the typical "Pratt eyes" like most of us, since she looks so much like Jason. Her eyes appear to be a little bit bigger, but I guess she proves that the smile may not just be genetic. It is also a learned behavior. For the past month or so, I have not been able to get any good shots of her because the minute the camera comes out, or she hears the word "smile", she pulls this face. At first I thought it was to protect herself from the flash. But, flash or not, and even when there isn't a camera nearby, she still smiles this way. I think it's cute...but maybe it's the face only a mother could love.








(I did try to make these pictures right side up. You may have to turn your heads.)

Ben Folds

Recently we spontaneously decided to go to a Ben Folds concert held at the Mt. Baker theater. We had forgotten about it until the day of, but Jason went after school to buy tickets and there were still lots left. Apparently he isn't too popular in Bellingham? Anyway, we got second row tickets to a really fun show. He is a great entertainer. At times I was worried the old piano he was playing might break in two. We even got to see him at Taco Lobo grabbing a bite to eat before the show. We were mildly star struck. The guy that opened for him, Andrew Bell, was also really good. He's now a regular on our ipod playlist. Although some of Ben's more "political" songs made me cringe, we really enjoyed ourselves. Some of the funnier happenings of the night: he sang a song about Levi Johnston, ex-future son-in-law of Vice Presidential hopeful Sarah Palin, quoted almost entirely from his myspace profile...very funny. Also, halfway through the show we had to move seats to a few rows back because someone in front of us had the nastiest burps/breath we have ever experienced. I don't even want to think about it. I reached in my purse for anything...gum, perfume...anything to mask the smell, and all I could find was my Burt's Bees chapstick so out of desparation we applied it under our nostrils. No, not even that could mask the horrible stench. Once we moved, we enjoyed ourselves a lot more and weren't sitting there flabbergasted, forced to guess what this man might have had for dinner that night. All in all it was a fun date night. Thanks mom and dad for watching Reagan face and putting her to bed so we could have a fun night out. I felt young again. =)