I'm 13 weeks along and had a prenatal appointment for babe #2 this week, and got to hear the heartbeat for the first time!! The rate was a little slower this time than at 8 weeks, in the 140s, which could mean boy, but Avery's did the same thing! I also got a ton of bloodwork done, and everything looks great so far. I also got to feel and see this baby's first movements on Friday morning. This is super early in pregnancy to feel movements, but this was without a doubt the baby! It was kind of bizarre, because it actually woke me up that morning! I must have been laying just the right way, also with a very full bladder pushing a visible, baseball sized baby ball protruding to the side of my stomach and was moving all around. Even Jon could see it. It was so neat and weird, because I haven't really felt any other movements since then, either! I'm excited for them to become more persistent.
Avery also had her 2 year check up on Friday. We did a lot of priming her by talking about doctors and check ups and watching shows about these things for a solid week or more before her appointment, because she's been known to be a total basketcase at the doctor. She was actually excited to go, and loved the toys in the waiting room. As soon as we got called back to get weighed though, she starting freaking out. She tried so hard to be brave, but was genuinely terrified. Her little lip would tremble and silent tears would roll down her cheeks as she got poked and prodded at. She eventually calmed down and got comfortable towards the end, just in time for her flu mist and shot. Then she lost her cool again. She was excited for her sucker though, and she didn't cry for long. The best part is she doesn't need anymore shots until she is 4! But sadly, because we love our doctor so much, we don't have another check up until she is 3.
Avery is 34 inches tall, and 24 lbs (fully clothed) which has her on the same growth trend she's been on forever...tall and skinny. She is in the 65th percentile of height and 16th for weight. She is very advanced verbally and cognitively, but we have some physical things to work on, like dressing and undressing herself, balancing on one foot, and finishing potty training before she is three.
Friday night was Halloween too, and Avery and I dressed as matching witches. Poor Daddy was sick so he couldn't trick or treat with us which was sad, but we made the most of it. We went to my friend Whitney's house so Avery could trick or treat with her daughter Harper, just like last year. Whitney made her an adorable squirrel costume, but we didn't get any decent pictures of them together. The flash on our phones was being so goofy that it made all the pictures blurry and terrible. They were the cutest trick or treaters on the block though! Avery absolutely loved it. She held my hand and wanted to run from house to house. She was so good at saying "trick or treat" "thank you" and "Happy Halloween!" But sometimes would just say "I love your pumpkins/jack-lanterns/skeletons/costume!" Haha she would dig her hands in the bowls and grab as much candy as they would let her. She was a hoot! And she only got scared once, of a 6ft witch decoration.
Saturday was Avery's party, since it was rescheduled from last week. Luckily lots of people were still able to come, and although on the chilly side, the weather was nice. Our birthday outfit was originally shorts, but we had to layer tights underneath and a jacket. She still looked adorable, of course. She really had a great time seeing all of her favorite people in one place. She didn't want to leave. I was kind of caught up and forgot to do a few things, like pass out bubbles and glow sticks I had bought for the kids, drinks for the adults (cokes and bottled waters) and to take pictures. Luckily Alex and some other people got some good shots of her when opening presents and eating cupcakes. All in all, the party was a success! Avery of course got tons of presents and had a ton of fun too.
Today Avery was so busy playing with all her new stuff, and couldn't stop talking about her birthday party. Tonight, while rocking her and singing our nightly songs, she folded her little hands and completely unprompted, starting saying her prayers. She said "thank you, God for these songs" and "thank you for my birthday party!" And repeated that last part about 10 more times then said "Yaaayyy! Amen." Tears were streaming down my face, as I thanked God for her.
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