Favorite sounds

The sense of smell is a wonderful thing. A whiff of a certain scent can send you back years to a childhood memory or can just make you feel all warm and fuzzy. The smell of crayons, a snugly baby, the beach, fresh cut grass and lemons all bring me happy thoughts and can make my day.

For some certain sounds can do that as well. The sound of my daughter saying "Mommy I love you to the moon and back, I just love you bunches and bunches", my husbands hello on the phone after a trying morning, birds chirping, a brook flowing are all sounds that do it for me. But now we can add another sound to the list. The sound of the whoosh whoosh of a baby's heart beat heard for the very first time. We had this with Ella too and I will never ever forget hearing it for the first time in the doctors office. This time around however, it was a bit different. We heard that tiny little thing a few days before my scheduled appointment (which is tomorrow the day Ella turns 2.5!).

Last week a very good friend (who is about to have a baby any day!!!!) sent me her Doppler to use. The day it came in the mail, all three of us were home. We ran in the house, tore open the package and threw up my shirt. The gel was squirted on and a few seconds later, there it was, the whooshing of baby sprout's (official Brown family number of 7.2.2) little heart. Just beating away. We all heard it, we all talked about and we all decided it was time to let the world know why I have not been running as much, hiding out due to insane amounts of throwing up and overall just not feeling well. We are expecting baby #2 sometime around Christmas.

That is right, another December baby. Although I swore that December was not a month I would ever want to give birth again it is ok. After over a year of trying and poking and prodding and ultra sounds and BFN after BFN, we are now anxiously awaiting the arrival of our new little bundle of joy. And when asked whether it is a boy baby or a girl baby our sweet little Ella replies every time with "A boy, a stinkin boy. You better change that boy into a girl cause boys are super stinky" I guess that comes from being the only little girl in a sea of little boys but I sort of have to agree with the stinky part. At least judging from my own experience (no names mentioned). Christmas this year will bring the perfect little addition to us and we could not be more thrilled.

So maybe this blog will be flooded with pregnancy updates, maybe it wont. Maybe I will continue the TTC posts when I see fit. I still have some very close friends whom I love dearly on the hell ride of TTC and I can't wait for them to join me. Just know you still have your biggest cheerleader ever over here waiting in the wings. And trust me suck it up and deal with all the crap cause it is so worth it!

Live, Laugh, Whoosh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!