The call

So today I received a call that shook my world. It was Dr. Gray. She says that I'm anemic. It doesn't phase me since I've known this since 6th grade. Take some iron. Take the prenatals. Ok, got it. Oh wait, what? There's more? Oh...

My pregnancy hormones are very low. It could mean I am not as far along as we thought. It could mean the levels will go up later. It could mean other things I'd rather not type out as I'd rather never have to read them again. I go for another blood test tomorrow. The results should be in by Monday. Lord, I wish it would be Monday already.

Bubbas Six Month Check Up

Bubbas weighs 22 1/3 lbs. He is 27 1/2 inches long (he's so tall for his age!). And he has a 17 1/2 inch head. The doctor said he is still above the curve of where he should be in weight, but he was born big. He is very tall for his age. He is very strong and very healthy.

Bubbas is Six Months Old

Bubbas spent the morning playing with Dada and Mummas. Now he has been napping since Dada left for work around 11 AM or so. It's 1:34 now. He's sleeping his half birthday away! Here is what he has learned to do now:

• Roll over
• Almost roll back over
• Sit up by himself for at least 5 minutes
• Put his feet in his mouth
• Say "Dada"
• Scoot backwards
• ALMOST crawl

I'm going with him to buy some clothes for him and possibly get his pictures taken. Then, we will be spending time with Aunt Amelia. Aunt Lindsey is at Grandma's with Brooke, so we might go see them, too. :)

How We Found Out

I was nitpicking every thing Bobby was doing, saying, and when he breathed the wrong way. Of course, I figured it was just PMS. I'm still not late, by the way. I am due tomorrow, lol. Anyhoo, Bobby said, "Why are you being so crabby and emotional? One minute you're laughing, and the next you're crying. I bet you're pregnant." Well, to prove him wrong (or right), I drove to Rite Aid and bought a pregnancy test and a dry erase board that we needed. The cashier asked me, "Oh, are you trying?" "Well, not really, but kind of," were my exact words back.

I got home, ran to the bathroom, and peed on a stick. Two lines. "BABE!" We hugged, and we both instinctively called mom. His call went through. She, of course, didn't believe him till he swore on Grandma Ferguson. The entire time, Bubbas just looked at us like we were crazy. We were.

A New Addition

Wednesday, we found out we are pregnant again. I've been moody... grrr....