Beat Box-er

Ben and I had another non-napping hang out day today. Since Tuesday is our LPO day, he helped me put away our produce and then we had some fun with the box.

I sure wish we could pin down what this boy needs in terms of sleep! Some days he'll nap 2 1/2 hours, some days 1 1/2, and some days he won't nap at all. This is where that unique twin thing comes into play too, as I can't leave him to cry it out. While the boys usually sleep through each other's crying, an hour and a half into a nap is enough to be woken up by a sobbing sibling. I also don't want to get into the habit of seperating them. These two are roomates for as long as we live in this house and there's no sense in encouraging anything different. So in the meantime, I guess I should just consider one boy sleeping, "downtime" and enjoy the one on one time with other.

In other news, I have my first doctor's appointment and ultrasound on June 18th. We will finally figure out just how far along I am and hopefully be able to put to rest all of these speculations that there is more than one baby in there!! I can hardly wait to go. Honestly, I can't wait to see our sonagrapher, Darcy, again. We really developed a neat friendship with her when I was pregnant with the boys and she was one of the very special people who helped see us through some scary times. I can't wait for her to see the boys. And I can't wait to see this baby.

I'm still feeling okay. Mainly really tired and a bit nauseous at times. All things considered, I am super thankful though. I can't imagine feeling crummy and taking care of the boys! It's enough to just make sure I'm eating, drinking enough water and taking my medicine! I've started to show as well. Sometimes, more than others, depending on the clothes. But the old addage, that the second time around shows faster is definitely ringing true for me! Right now, I'm just trying to enjoy this awkward stage, not quite in maternity, not quite in my regular clothes. Fun, fun! In the coming weeks, I also hope to resume posting belly shots on the blog. EVEN THOUGH this is the second time around, and the third baby 1. Almost all of my family (including my momma) lives far away 2. I don't care and I want to post pictures :) So if you're interested, you can keep a watchful eye the week of our doctor's appointment.

Speaking of appointments, we also had Ben's PT eval this last Monday. Everything went well and there's not much to report at this point. We meet with the social worker and physical therapist again this coming Monday, the 8th, to go over his treatment plan. We're also still waiting to hear from ECEP to set up his big evaluation that will determine if there is a diagnosis to be made or not. Ben, however, seems to be progressing on his own. He's quite the mover lately and is cruising all over the place! He also seems to be crawling more on his hands and knees and less on the belly. Poor guy, sometimes I don't think his knees can take much more crawling! My little Benji boy. Not quite the "mover" but just as sweet and as happy as can be.

So there is some of what is making the Sloan world go round these days! These are crazy, crazy days! But a nagging little feeling leads me to believe that we're just getting started.

I say bring it.

15 Months and a Teeny Tiny Announcement

15 months old today!

These guys are big.

These guys are brothers.And now...
...these guys...

...are big brothers!

Coming January 2010!

One Year Ago Today

One year ago today, I woke up feeling kind of funny and thought to myself "I wonder if I should take a test?" One year ago today, I took the test and saw two sweet little pink lines. One year ago today, I had NO idea how much my life would change, and that those pink lines meant an instant family of four. One year ago today...

The day I found out was the Monday before my sister's wedding. My mom was in town and staying at my house. Jeremy had left for work and I got to sleep in because I had taken the week off from work to help get things ready. As soon as my eyes popped open I decided to take the test. When both lines appeared I could hardly see them straight as I was still trying to get my eyes to focus. I immediately went to find my mom who was in the back yard on the phone. As soon as she saw me, she hung up and asked if I was pregnant. Indeed I was. We did the typical girl thing and cried and hugged and jumped up and down. As soon as we calmed down, my mom ran to Walgreens to buy two more tests. They all came back positive in less than 10 seconds. "Oh, my!" I kept saying to myself. "How will I tell Jer?"

I decided sooner was better than later because I didn't want to take away from Court's week. So I called Jer and asked him to meet me for lunch. It's a LONG drive for him to come to this side of town and he's usually reluctant, not that day though. Somehow he easily agreed and we settled on The Range Cafe. We met soon after and I gave us long enough to order drinks before I offered Jer his "early" birthday present. We had a family member's wedding on his birthday and so I told him I was excited to give it him and since we wouldn't get a chance to celebrate later, now was the time. As he started unwrapping his gift, I went on and on about how it was the perfect gift, how he had wanted one for soooo long, blah, blah, blah. He was clueless. That is until he opened the box. As he slid the tape open, the sleave of the "Tax Deduction" onesie popped out. I've never seen Jer go as blank as he was in the moment. He simply stared at me and asked over and over, "Are you kidding me?"

I can't really remember the rest of the day. It included lots and lots of happy phone calls and congratulations but that's about it. I do remember the sheer joy of it though.

A few weeks later I was having quite a bit of pain in my abdomin. We called the OB and she wanted us to go straight to the ER to get checked out. They thought the pregnancy was etopic and if so, it needed to be removed before it ruptured. The next seven hours were so draining and worrisome. Our joy had sunk and we thought the worst. As they wheeled me down the hall for an ultrasound, I just remember holding Jer's hand and being so thankful he was there with me. I knew no matter how bad things got, at least he was there. We talked briefly with the tech who told us he could not disclose anything to us about what he saw. What a liar. He did his thing for about 20 minutes and then told me because I was so good and didn't ask any questions, he would show us a little something. Well he lied again. He showed us two little somethings. He had turned the screen towards me and said, "So here's the uterus and here's Baby A and Baby A's heartbeat, and here is Baby B and Baby B's heartbeat, do twins run in your family?!?!" Whaaaaa? Twins??? Are you sure? And he was sure. The doc came and confirmed and told us the pain was just a rapidly expanding tummy. Seven months later, well you know the ending...

One year ago today. Life is but a vapor.