... and growing...

We are now in week 22 and racing towards the due date... at least, it feels like that way sometimes. Each passing week, our little guy makes himself more apparent and the anticipation grows to see what he will actually look like. So we come to this week's size comparison...

"At 11 inches (the length of a spaghetti squash) and almost 1 pound, your baby is starting to look like a miniature newborn. His lips, eyelids, and eyebrows are becoming more distinct, and he's even developing tiny tooth buds beneath his gums. His eyes have formed, but his irises (the colored part of the eye) still lack pigment. If you could see inside your womb, you'd be able to spot the fine hair (lanugo) that covers his body and the deep wrinkles on his skin, which he'll sport until he adds a padding of fat to fill them in. Inside his belly, his pancreas — essential for the production of some important hormones — is developing steadily." (from pregnancy.com)

Ok, first off... I've never even heard of a spaghetti squash, much less ever ventured to actually eat one (and have no plans to). But here's a picture anyways...

We really hope that you all are enjoying the blog. We decided to put it together weeks back due to our many distant friends and family, as a way for them to keep up with us. We are happy that we've received so many positive comments about everything and we're thrilled that it's actually helped us stay in better contact with so many of you.

Keep reading because we'll keep posting! love to you all, Jon & Emily

... and growing...

Wow, I almost missed this week! Ok, time to stop slacking... this week our growing son is about the length of a carrot (about 10 1/2 inches long) and weighs approximately 3/4 of a pound.  Seems amazing to think that he will probably be 8 times that size at the end of 40 weeks (no bigger, boy! you gotta take it easy on your mom!).

At least he doesn't look like this guy...

Seriously, we'll have to talk if I ever see him dressed up like this.

(P.S. Isn't my wife wonderful!!!!!)

Almost Fall!!!!

The weather has gotten much chillier the past two days. Today it was in the 60s and raining. It feels very fallish. This makes me really happy for a few reasons:

1) fall is my favorite season. It means beautiful weather, spectacular colors, warm clothes, cuddling (with Jon - *wink*), warm drinks, soup, the start of the holiday season (not that I have a particular affinity for the actual holidays - just the general season), and family.

2) it always reminds me of 'back-to-school'. You know, the new pencils, new teacher, fresh paper smell of the back to school time. It automatically causes me to want to start something fresh. Hmmm...combined with nesting I wonder what THAT will bring?

3) this year it means that the baby is that much closer to being here. I'm not rushing you little guy - I'm just enjoying being excited about you.

Here are some sneak preview pictures of what the fall will bring around here. I'm cheating a little because they're from a few years ago - but I just can't wait!

The river from walking on the canal.

What the driveway will look like. A perfect carpet of brightly colored leaves. BEAUTIFUL!

In other funny news - and totally changing the subject - this is what I did this week to illustrate the dangers of having a smooshy brain.

Our dear friend Marcia (remember - just had adorable baby Evan) had one major food aversion while she was pregnant.

Chicken.

I mean - she couldn't stand to be in the same place where chicken had been. It was really, really bad.

The lovely Marcia.

After Evan was born I decided to make her and Mark a meal that they could heat up in a crockpot when they needed. So I got everything ready and sent it over with Jon one evening. I made them...

Chicken Stew.

I didn't realize until just yesterday (three days later) and was horrified...absolutely horrified. Marica was so gracious though and said that she ate it anyway. She is wonderful.

Ode to Jon

Could I please, for just a minute, tell you how wonderful my husband is?

He is my hero in every way. My greatest love, confidant, inspiration, leader, and best friend.

Monday I woke up to a bad day. A cricket jumped on my face, I cut my finger making breakfast and then threw up. I crawled back in bed and told him my troubles. Jon pulled me next to him and said, lets cuddle for a bit and then start the day over again.

Then he rubbed my back while I laid my head on his chest. It made my day much better.

I think he took all my sickness for me because later that morning he felt awful.

Yesterday I was a grump. Not pleasant to be around. He talked to me on the way home and knew what he was facing. But he gave me a big hug, made me laugh, talked to me about my day, and made me a nice steak on the grill.

Then we watched Chuck - which made me laugh more - and I felt much better.

He is always there for me. How the heck did I end up with such an intelligent, creative, accurate, handsome, funny, nurturing, strong, super-hot (did I mention that?), wonderful...

MAN.

I'm a happy woman.

Week 21

Two days late - the week 21 picture. But I promise that we actually took this on Sunday. I've just been too busy or too sleepy to post it.

But...*yawn*... more about that later. It's 10 pm - a full hour past my bed time.

Evan is Here!

A big, big welcome to Evan Rhys Nathanael Headley. He was born at 12:07 AM (!) on Thursday the 18th after a long, long labor. Remember Mark and Marcia? We had a baby shower for them a few months ago. (hmmm...maybe my wonderful, handsome, and oh-so-smart husband will show me how to put in a hyperlink to that blog post so you can go back and see it).

I haven't yet met Evan (I think we'll see him tonight) but this picture of him melted my heart just a little bit. He's so perfect. :)

.....I can't can't can't can't wait to meet ours.

our first baby clothes

While I was down in Trinidad this past weekend, a friend of ours who is expecting and is due just a few weeks before us, gave us our first baby onesy.  

It's a bit large but he'll be able to grow into it.  I hope he looks good in red :)