Princess Ryder?

I was not expecting to have this adorable 12 1/2 week sonogram photo for your viewing pleasure because I wasn't supposed to have one until 19 weeks when we found out what we were having.  But the Lord works in mysterious ways, so let me explain.

12 week sonogram
At my 8 week appointment I had a sonogram.  Everything looked great on the screen, good heartbeat, etc.  But when I got back to my doctor's office to talk with her, I got out the photo to look at it, and then I got a huge knot in my stomach.  There was this humongo circle that looked like a big gaping black hole right in the baby's head.  I asked my doctor about it, and she kind of looked at it funny, but said it was nothing and she started getting out her medical books to reassure me.  I guess I still had a worried look on my face so she called the sonographer to come in her office to look.  The sonographer said that it didn't look like anything unusual to her.  I felt a little better.  But over the next 4 weeks I had been staring at this picture and wondering what in the world was this black hole.  I know to you it doesn't sound that bad because sonogram pictures always look a little iffy, but let me just show you what I'm talking about:

8 week sonogram

There, on the left side.  Wouldn't that worry you too?  So what else to do but start to google.  I googled 8 week sonograms and everyone I pulled up did NOT have this black hole. 

Fast forward to my 12 week appointment.  This was just an appointment to hear the heart beat and talk to the doctor.   I was really really really wanting to do another sonogram, but she's pretty by the book on stuff like that so I was afraid to ask her if I could do one.  I mentioned it to the nurse when she walked us back, and she said if I was worried about it that I should say something to her, but that my doctor pays very close attention to stuff like that, and if she thought there was a problem she would've definitely followed up on it.  That made me feel a little better so  I told her I wasn't going to ask for the sonogram (although I secretly still wanted one really bad).

Then my doctor comes in, we chat for a quick second and then she uses the little doppler thing on my stomach.  And she can't seem to find a heartbeat.  So now I'm a nervous wreck.  So then she calmly says ok let's get you back to sonogram.  Of course I'm now worried about the baby and have totally forgotten that I was wanting a sonogram for the other reason.  So she walks back there with us and the sonographer does her thing and hallelujah, there's the heartbeat and baby squirming around.

What. A. Scare.  But I truly believe God knew that I needed to see that everything was fine with his/her little head (which isn't so little), and if that's how He had to get my attention, well, that's fine by me!


We took Ryder to the movies Saturday to see Chipwrecked.  He's never been so I was curious how he would act, especially since that movie isn't a full blown cartoon, but he did really good.  I wanted to take him to Beauty and the Beast since the whole thing is a cartoon, but it's in 3D and there's no way he's going to keep on glasses the whole time.  And then if you don't wear them the screen is all weird looking.

Next we went to the new and improved Keifer's.  I was told during my last pregnancy that I could not eat feta cheese, and she even gave me the example of Keifer's feta cheese.  So, I went that whole pregnancy withouth it, and for the last 12 weeks of this one as well.  My other pregnant friend told me that she went and asked and they told her that the feta was pasteurized.  So I thought I'd go and ask too.  The guy went as far as to bring out the big bucket and let me read on there that, in fact, the feta cheese was made from pasteurized milk.  So, hopefully I've shared a useful piece of information with you, because I surely wish I would have known this all along.

I always forget to mention this on my blog, but ever since Ryder's 2nd birthday party, he has felt the need to pick up random items off the floor, put them on his head like a party hat, and sing Happy Birthday to You. 

"Happy Birthday to Keifer's Menu"

If I had a dollar for every time Ryder picked up something random off the ground, put it on his head, and started to sing Happy Birthday to You... you guessed it, I'd be a millionaire.

I did go through my phone and found a few pieces of evidence:

"Happy Birthday to Cow"

"Happy Birthday to Lego Toys"

Happy Birthday to Christmas Tree

Happy Birthday to Lion King Book

The list goes on and on and on.  I need to dredge up a few video's I have of him doing it as well.

While I was searching my phone pictures, I came across this that he made at church.  The teacher's wrote down what he said he was thankful for and he listed me and John Michael, and his little sweet friend Levi.

More long lost phone pictures.
The answer to grocery shopping moms prayers.

And let me not forget....
Friday Ryder's Grandaddy and T picked him up from school to take him to the park, etc.  They didn't have any pull ups so Grandaddy ran in the store while Anna Terrell stayed in the car with Ryder.  I got a picture message from Anna Terrell telling me he came out with some mini graham crackers, wipes and a 25 pack of these:
Oh no, they aren't going to waste at my house.  He wears them proudly at home, frequently shouting "I have on princess pull ups!!!  But I'm not a girl though!!!"

Fear not, these are only worn at home.  I pack his boy ones for outings and school.



I'm not a hashtag type of gal.  Neither is John Michael.  I didn't know what they meant for a long time, it was months before I understood why people on Facebook were posting status updates and then ending it with a pound sign and a bunch of words typed together with no spaces.  The only time I have ever used one was recently when I emailed my friend Kristen a picture of my 8 week old large pregnant belly with #concerned as the caption.  You are probably wondering where this is going.

This morning, about 30 minutes after John Michael got out of the shower I noticed his hair still looked really wet but I'm not a big talker in the morning so I didn't feel like broaching the subject.  About 10:30 a.m. I got a text from him that read:  "I'm starting to wonder if I used your conditioner this morning instead of my shampoo."  #greaser

I laughed and laughed and laughed.  I told him I knew something looked odd about his hair this morning.  I told him to go home and wash his hair and he said no, that everybody had already seen it at work.  When he gets off work at 5 (instead of later) he calls to tell me that he will pick up Ryder.  Well today, he called to tell me that he was getting off at 5, but asked if I would go pick up Ryder because he was not going in there having people think he didn't wash his hair this morning.

Not that this is pick on JM blog day, but another incident happened today.  You may remember a long time ago I blogged about his episode at the dentist office when he got a little loopy on the gas.  Yeah, he asks for gas to have his teeth cleaned.  If you will remember, the lady was in mid-cleaning and he whacked his head straight up and started yelling "where am I, where am I!"  Well, today wasn't nearly that bad, but he told me that the gas must've gotten to him again because when the lady told him to close his mouth so she could use the little suction tube that sucks all your spit and stuff out (sorry....), he couldn't quite follow directions.  She said, "ok, close your mouth" and he proceeded to keep his lips open, and he only shut his teeth (like it was biting it).  She said, "no, close your mouth" and again, he just bit down on the thing, with lips still apart.  One more time, "please close your mouth around the suction John Michael," and he replies, "I AM CLOSING MY MOUTH!" (keep in mind this is through closed teeth still).  Finally, she says, "ok, close your lips too."  He finally got it.

I am going to have to switch dentists due to constant humiliation.  He's the oldest human being to use gas while getting his teeth cleaned by at least 27 years.

As if the poor guy hadn't been through enough, after his dentist appointment we went to lunch.  As soon as the waitress walked up to our table the first thing she ask, "What can I get you ladies to drink today?"


Ryder got lots of good grandparent time in this past weekend.  Saturday his Papa and Becky came over to take him to his favorite place, Chick-fil-A, which helped me a lot because I wanted to get a good house cleaning in because some people were coming to look at our house on Sunday.

So Sunday we couldn't be home when they came, so we went to Vaughan.  We forgot his jacket and it was cold out, so we settled with these thermal underwear shirt and toboggan.

Well it did the trick.

Nanni took him for a spin around the yard.

And Grandaddy practiced throwing the football with him.

Then Monday night he went to Poppy and CC's while we had small group.  I probably don't say this enough, but we are SO BLESSED to have grandparents living so close to us and that love spending time with Ryder and see him as much as they possibly can!


As always, Ryder cracks me up every single day.  The other night we were all laying on the bed talking and John Michael was grabbing Ryder's feet and hands and telling him he was going to eat his fingers and toes (joking obviously).  Ryder responded with, "Don't eat me daddy, I'm not a snack!!!"

Then, on Monday since we were home most of the day I thought it would be a good chance to try little undies on Ryder.  I tried to keep him outside as much as I could so he couldn't make too big of a mess.

Then we took a potty break.

All was great outside.  And then we went inside.  One hour indoors wearing undies = Fail.  We were standing in the kitchen and Ryder started going Ouch Ouch Ouch Mama, HOT!!!!  I couldn't figure out what he was talking about until I saw the puddle under his feet.  I guess it was really warm running down his leg and it shocked him.  Thank the lawd this was on the kitchen floor and not while he was sitting on his bean bag chair or his other little anywhere chair.  I couldn't be mad with him of course and I also couldn't hold my laughter.  We'll give it a little longer before we try that again.  He does great staying dry in his pull ups, but of course he has his accidents a lot too.

We'll keep chugging along.


Wrestlin' Ryder

Friday night Ryder got to go to a WWE wrestling show in Jackson.  Boy did he think he was something.

Since they were in town and Teddy was on the show, Kristen was able to get us tickets.  It was quite the crowd there.  Wrestling fans are hard core.  I thought the man behind us was going to go into some sort of cardiac failure if his guy didn't win.  And he basically gave us all a nice bath with his spit that flew out with each yell. 

We were the only ones who weren't in our black WWE tshirts and wearing a big gold belt displaying the WWE logo.  When we went through the line the lady taking up tickets said, "I just have to ask... are ya'll married to wrestlers?"  We told her Kristen was, and she said, "OK I wondered, because ya'll sure don't fit the looks of the normal crowd here."

The three pregs enjoying the show.
He was clapping and yelling out the names that the crowd was yelling out.  And when they got into a chant of some sort we would look up to see Ryder in full chant mode.  "R-TRU, R-TRU, R-TRU"  Funniest thing ever.  He was soooo serious too.

Ole Teddy himself.

Ryder's new Toy Story obsession has forced us to purchase a pull string Woody doll who goes everywhere we go.  Even to wrestling matches.

I never thought Ryder would make it this long, he's set a new record by staying up until 10:00 p.m.


Where's daddy????
 Ryder thought that was just hilarous, I thought it was quite funny too.  Reminds me of the witches legs on Wizard of Oz.

Ryder wanted to be funny too.  I asked if I could get in, he said, "No mama, you're too big.  Boys only"


I'm a almost 12 weeks now and the sickness and extreme fatigue have pretty much worn off.  Except for last Friday.  I usually eat cereal in the mornings but we were out of it so I settled for a banana instead.  I still took my prenatal vitamins because I thought the banana would hold me over.  I was feeling great, loaded Ryder up in the car for school, and about 2 miles down the road it hit me.  My mouth started watering and I was at a place on the road where there was no pulling over.  And I had about 3 stop lights to go before I could get somewhere.  I looked down on my floorboard to see what I might ruin if I have to puke.  I was doing my best not to think about it, and just kept swallowing 100 times.  Finally I was almost to Ryder's school and got to a place where I could pull over.  Before I could even get the car door fully open it all came to surface.  I was SOOOOO embarrased.  I was in an empty parking lot, but on a very busy road and I just know somebody saw me.  I was so scared a police officer was going to pull in and think I'd had a late night on the town or something embarrassing like that.  It was awful.  Well that's the last time I've taken my vitamins in the morning time.  Night time for me from now on.


Buy 3, Get one Free

John Michael thinks I hoard shopping bags but I always know they will come in handy.  When we travel to family Christmas's, instead of making 431,072 trips to the car to get presents, I just stash them all in these handy oversized Belk and Target bags, and off we go!  These 3 bags are ready to be hauled off to one of our many Christmas's.

On the eve of Christmas Eve, Ryder was all jacked up on excitement.  He's never removed the couch cushions before, but there is always a first time to jump from the couch to the cushions.

Then he built a "fork"

Kayla came to give Ryder his presents early.  One of them being Boots!

This is how Ryder's hair looks after all the water has drained out and he wants to continue playing and it's drying out it's on.  Youch.

Later that night there was a very interesting turn of events.  At 12:30 a.m. Ryder was up and crying so I went in to soothe him.  I ended up falling asleep.  About 1:30 a.m. JM runs in Ryder's room and says "Brittany where are you, the doorbell just rang!"  I was sound asleep but immediately wide awake.  Next thing I know JM has run out of the room and comes back with a gun and says he's going to the door.  By then someone is banging on our back door.  I'm like NOOOO don't open the door they might come crashing in but he leaves the room and I hear him talking to someone outside.  I'm freaking out because I know they are going to knock him out and come in and get us.  Finally he comes back in and says it was the police and that someone had broken into two houses directly across the street from us.  They were both home, nobody was hurt.  But seriously, how disgusting are some people?  And desperate, it's so sickening.  So I got Ryder up and brought him in bed with us and couldn't sleep a wink the rest of the night.  Once I thought I heard a gun shot (JM thinks it was fireworks, but at 3:00 a.m. on Christmas eve eve?)  So I kicked him and said did you hear that, he literally wacked his head straight up and flew out of the bed and scared me worse.  OH WHAT A NIGHT!

So the next morning we went to my grandmother's in Greenville.  Here is a picture of every single one of the grandchildren (my first cousins) and the 3 little ones are the great grandchildren.

Christmas morning.  Raggedy fort no more, it's a Toy Story tent!  And a new tricycle.  For the first couple days he could only pedal in reverse... I looked on the streaming video at Ryder's school and they were outside.  Ryder was on one of these trikes going 90 to nothing in reverse.  Sooo funny.

Then Poppy and CC came over to give Ryder his big present.  I told him it was his new chair that he could watch TV and read his books on because I didn't know if he would know what it was.

His very own bean bag chair with his name on it.  When we pulled it out, he said, "Open it, where's my chair?"  He thought it was zipped up in the bean bag I guess.

All of our parents do too much.  I didn't mention the big gift he got from my dad and Becky, it was a nice chunk of change for his college fund.  He does that for all the holidays, it's sooo nice!

Then we went to Nanni and Grandaddy's where he got a new slide!  He is so rotten.

His aunt T got him this "Woody" hat and a gun.

He knew right where to shoot it.  Except he had it pointed in the wrong direction.  Lawd I hope he didn't see JM with that gun the other night!

Ryder had tons of fun with his new block toys he got for Christmas. He stuffed them all in his shirt and thought that was hysterical.


Next up, Christmas at CC and Poppy's.

Everyone was admiring Sellers' new bike, especially Ryder.  He needs to get the trike down in the forward motion first.

Our family of 3, soon to be FOUR!

Yup, bun's in the oven.  Back at the end of October I ordered some Christmas stockings because shame on me, I'd only had 2 stockings the last 2 Christmas's and there were 3 people in our family.  Ryder didn't have a stocking :(   So, I searched Etsy and when I was trying to choose between a couple of merchants, I noticed one person offered their stocking at buy 3 get 1 free.  At this time there was no baby on board, and I didn't know when there would be, but I thought, what the heck, hopefully I'll have another one by next Christmas, I'm going with this person.  Good thing I did because a couple weeks later we found out Ryder would be a big brother.  I'm a little over 10 weeks and due the end of July.  I couldn't keep it a secret too long, because it was getting rather obvious.  Between the nausea and expanding belly, the news had to be shared.

Things have been totally different this time around.  One, I find myself forgetting all the time that I am pregnant where before it consumed my brain.  I haven't glanced at my What to Expect book, even though I don't remember much from last time, I haven't been stalking baby name and nursery bedding sites.  I've been extremely exhuasted and have been nauseated most every day, and have gotten sick several times.  Last time around I felt like a dream, no tiredness, no sickness, just happy as a clam.  BUT, I wouldn't care if I was sick all day every day, I'm just soooooo thankful and feeling very blessed and thanking God for this blessing.

Here's big brother Ryder holding little baby's pics in front of my buy 3 get one free.

Admiring his little baby's pictures.  He has requested a little brother and wants his name to be Ross.

He had enough with all that baby talk, he decided to go outside and practice his front pedaling skills.  Practice makes perfect.


My New Years holiday weekend started about 3:00 on Thursday, so I went to Ryder's school to pick him up early.  As soon as I walked in the door I saw him running out of the office.  I thought uh oh, he got in trouble!  But he said, "Mama, look, I gotta red boogie!"  I said a what??  Then his teacher said he had just fallen and busted his nose, which was still bleeding and so he said he had a red boogie.  

He was being a big boy, but I still wanted to take him to do something fun so we went to the library so I could read him some books.

Then, we went next door to Sonic and drank milk shakes outside on such a pretty day.

Then we went to eat Mexican with friends and afterwards Ryder and Gaines took a cute little bubble bath together and played in their Elmo pj's.


Awhile back John Michael got me a groupon for Aqua the Day Spa and the deadline to use it was January 15.  I was trying to find a good date and decided on this past Friday because I was off work for New Years holiday.  I had $150 to use so I scheduled an hour massage for 10:00 and a pedicure for 11:30.  I got there at 9:30 and patiently waited for my appointment.  She took me back, gave me my robe and slippers, I got changed and went into the nice warm cozy massage room.  She started to ask me why I wanted a massage and what areas she should focus on.  I replied that I was 10 weeks pregnant and.... I was interrupted by, "Honey, you can't get a massage, you are still in your first trimester."  I was bummed.  I told her that my groupon was about to expire, and what was I going to do for the next hour and a half.  I walked over to Broadstreet and ordered and early lunch and read my book until 11:30.

And then I got my spa pedicure.  It was worth the wait.  Although it looks like my legs are in a double cast, they actually felt wonderful in those hot steaming towels!

And the girl was so sweet, she ended up giving me a gift card for the price of the massage so there would not be any hassle with me trying to get the massage after my first trimester, which would be after the groupon's expiration date.  

JM was working on Friday so before my appointment my dad and sister met me there to pick Ryder up and keep him.  After I was done I picked him up and we went to my sister's, I put Ryder down for a nap, and she and I watched Water for Elephants.  It was the most relaxing day I think I've had since college, if that.  Then, on Saturday (New Years Eve day) JM took Ryder to deer camp.  Ryder said I couldn't go, he said it was boys only, no girls.  So when they left at 9:30 I went to Redbox and rented 3 movies, Midnight in Paris, One Day and Something Borrowed.  I was literally sore from just laying around all day.  I had to get up and move around.  I can't believe what a lazy weekend I had.  That's just not like me, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

New Years Eve night we were all wild and crazy and went out to eat, the 3 of us.  The waiter who appeared to be a stoner, took our drink order, and then asked what he could get for "her" to drink (Ryder).  Me being me, I didn't want to embarrass him so I just replied that we would like some milk.  He came back with a breakable glass of milk that was bigger than Ryder's head...if that tells you anything :)  

It had no straw, no top, he clearly has never eaten with a child before.  I just laughed imagining what it would be like for Ryder to actually pick up that glass and take a little gulp.  

And today is New Years Day and I don't tend to make resolutions, they are pointless to me, sorry.  But I do hope to read my new "Jesus Calling" devotion everyday, try my hardest not to nag John Michael about petty stuff and walk on the treadmill at least 4 times a week, especially since I've moved into the new ages and got some new shoes for Christmas.  Out with the 2002 gray new balance, in with the 2012 neon nike's.

Notice I did not say I plan to eat healthier.  That's just too hard when the only thing I can eat at this rate is Zaxby's.