Milestones: Part II

Milestone #2 was supposed to be about our housing situation. Since the lady at the bank is new to her department and doesn't know what she is doing, house information is getting pushed back to Milestone #3. I know you are completely shocked by things being changed up on you.

So our new #2...

We are expecting Baby #3 to arrive in the Hasley Family around October 5th. I think it goes without saying, considering our situation, this was quite a shock to us. We have been walking around with dazed looks on our faces thinking, "Oh My!"

I really don't think the full reality of it all has hit us yet. It is amazing all the little things you forget about having a baby. We have always said we wanted our babies fairly close together, and Baby #3 will be the same age difference from Evie as Evie is from John Reagan. It works out well; it would just be nice if our current living/money situation was a tad bit better.

Oh well, we all know that God's timing is not our timing. Thank God he sees beyond what we see. We know he has a plan and purpose for this time in our lives. We would just prefer if he would indulge us with his plan.

We know John Reagan and Evie will be a great big brother and big sister...just like they are great siblings now.

Aren't they so sweet? Most of the time. As with everyone, we have our moments.

As for the baby, the doctor said everything looks great. According to the pregnancy calender, I should be 8 weeks today which would have put the baby's due date on Greg's birthday, September 27th. But the ultrasound showed the baby measuring 7 weeks which pushed the due date back to October 5th. The doctor did comment that Greg now has a better chance of the baby being born on his birthday with the due date at Oct. 5th. We half expect the due date to change somewhere along the way. John Reagan measured a week behind at one point in the pregnancy but caught up by the next visit. However, he was 4 days late.

I have been feeling well, not any real sickness. If I don't eat on a regular basis I feel sick to my stomach and sometimes when I lay down at night I get sick to my stomach. Other than that, I have been really tired. At least twice a day I want to lay down and take a nap. That doesn't happen though, unfortunately for me.

The hard part so far was finding a doctor. There was not a doctor within a 50 mile radius of us that would do a vaginal delivery after a C-section, despite the fact that I have already had one. I have to go to Shreveport, which is normally about a hour to a hour and a half away for those of you who aren't from Louisiana. The good part is Pawcaw and Nana's house is in between here and Shreveport, so I can drop the kiddos off. The rest of the bad part...I left 3 hours before my appointment on Monday and still got there late. I had to go pick Greg up from work, then get a bite to eat, then drop the kids off, then figure out where we were going, but still...3 hours. And I don't like being late. Greg is freaking out already about the drive when in labor. This could be a very interesting 8 months ahead of us.

An informative side note: I found out yesterday that you can write off mileage to and from a doctor's appointment on your taxes. So start keeping up with your mileage for that.

We are all excited! John Reagan seems to grasp what is going on for the most part. He says he wants a brother, NOT a sister. He also says, "When is he coming out?" The questions we get this time around could be really funny. He did ask me the other day, "Mommy, why is your belly so fat?" Fortunately for me there is a baby in there and I could use that as my excuse to him. Unfortunately for me, the baby is not the real reason for that answer. I now have to lose any complex I have about weight thanks to children and their understanding. Boy, am I ready for this?

Evie understands to the extent of she is clingy. She wants Mommy ALL the time now. Lots of changes are in store! Something about the #3 sounds so scary. We know that when the time comes we will dive in head first and within a week or two won't know any different. We just need our freak-out moments until then.

Fun Times Are Ahead...ready or not!