Fatty at Five Months

Well, here we are, 5 months after the transfer. Everyone keeps saying how small I look, but I'm feeling HUGE. Ugh. Can't move...can't breathe...can't fit into cute clothes...but I love it! Every time I see my belly, it puts a smile on my face! Our Little Girl is moving around ALL THE TIME now. And it's not just little kicks or hiccups here and there...it's more like those huge, freakish, looks-like-there's-an-alien-in-your-tummy-trying-to-get-out kind of movements. And I love it! I had an appointment with Dr. Dewey on Wednesday, and he said he's really pleased with how things are looking. I need to keep exercising (chasing 2 little boys totally counts), keep eating healthy (chocolate is a food-group, right?), and we'll look to deliver in the late teens in July. Yay! Oh yeah, we still haven't found ANY girl names that we like. Where are all of those suggestions I asked for? C'mon, people, we can't do this on our own! :) And please disregard the fact that I haven't done my hair, make-up, or really gotten dressed in today's picture. It's a snowy April Saturday. It's Conference Weekend. And good looks are totally overrated.

Spreading The News

A few of our extra-special friends got phone calls when we found out we were having a girl. They weren't necessarily going to, but it all went down kind of crazy. We decided we wanted to be a little sneaky with the announcement, and Adam had a great idea to use our BBFF Scott and Angie's "Win, Lose, or Draw" interactive game to tell everyone. It's the kind of game where you plug it into the TV and everyone can see what you're drawing on the TV screen, so it would work perfectly. In order to borrow the game, we figured we had to tell Scott & Angie, so they were the first ones to know. Adam being cheesy while telling Scott and Angie.

Adam made me promise that we wouldn't tell anyone else until the family knew. However, Adam's basketball team lost their tournament game the day of our appointment, and since he figured he wouldn't be seeing any of the guys again until next season, he decided to break the news that night. Since our BFF Rob is on the team, and my BFF Taisha is his wife, Adam called me and told me I'd better tell Taish since Rob would be telling her when he got home. Over the next few days, we had to tell just a few more people....our BFF's Lee and Monika were heading for St. George, so we called to tell them our excitement. Then, I figured if I waited to tell my BFF Denise until my blog post, she would kill me. {Seriously, dead.} So I called her to let her in on the secret. Mandy and Neil had an announcement of their own, so they did all the work for us of getting everyone together without us looking suspicious. (Including Tildie, Ben, and Isaac - Yay!) It was great! When I found out that my BBF DJ had school, but Amy was coming over for games and dinner, I decided I'd better call him and let him know before his fiance knew. (As a side note, the day of our appointment, DJ got on the phone with me and asked me if I was lying about not finding out. He said if we really found out the gender and told him we didn't, I owed him dessert, so dessert he got.) Then, finally, it was time to tell the family. We went to Paul and Lona's Friday night with our Win Lose or Draw game. After what seemed like forever (I wanted to spill the beans!), we finally started playing, and a few rounds into it, Adam drew a lady with a big pregnant belly and then a baby with a bow on her head and an arrow pointing to the mom's tummy. Paul caught on pretty quickly, but it took Lona a bit longer to make the connection. They were excited for us!

Master Baby-Drawer

Paul catching on, Lona...not so much {yet}

Lona gets it! {And Aaron the pizza thief.}

Saturday seemed to drag, too...especially with everyone coming over to help make dinner for the "party" that night. Mandy and Neil told us their exciting news and the games hadn't started yet, so I had to bite my tongue quite a few times when I wanted to say something about my little girl having a cousin close to her age! Finally we started playing. I think everyone thought we were a little strange because we didn't ask them if they wanted to play, we just started. And Adam was hogging the game, drawing all the pictures and not letting anyone else have a turn! But oh, it was for a good cause! Finally, everyone was paying attention and he started drawing the familiar shapes. No one was really catching on, so I guessed the secret and everyone still took minute to figure out if we were serious or why a puzzle like that would be on Win, Lose or Draw. It was so much fun!

Amy & Neil -- I love Neil's expression!

Mandy, Tildie, & Ben....dazed and confused.

Grandpa & The Boys

Grandma and Holly

Ty and Sammy, Kelee, & Savannah and Dan all came over a little later, so they were told in shifts (sorry, no pics), but it was fun to tell everyone and fun to finally have our little secret out in the open! {I know, 3 days isn't a long time to keep a secret...what can I say - I was excited!}

Big, Fat, Liars!

"How can you tell that someone's a compulsive liar? I mean, assuming that their pants aren't on fire."

~Shawn Spencer

I have a confession. My husband and I have an honesty problem. Not with each other - oh no - it's actually an honesty problem with you, Dear Reader, and our closest family and friends. Remember our appointment on March 4? Yeah, we kind of found out Baby Rindy's gender. Although, I must say I wasn't completely dishonest with you, because Dr. Dewey said he was only 90% positive. So there's a 10% chance that I could've been telling the truth all along.

We wanted to think of a fun way to tell our families, so we lied and said we didn't find out in order to buy some time. However, now that most of them know, you can feel confident that you're getting the truth from here on out.

So, without further ado, the Rindlisbacher Family is pleased to announce:

Feel free to send any hate mail, insults, and judgements our way. We'll also accept ribbons, tu-tus, those gigantic flowers that cover up baby's head, and any and all other girly accessories. Ooo, and name suggestions would be great. Not that we'll use any of them, but they're still fun to read.

Forgive us!

March Forth

I always love March 4, it's the only date on the calendar that's also a command: "March Forth." So it was easy to remember the date for our check-up. We met with Dr. Dewey today and took a look at our little baby to find out that Baby Rindy is healthy as can be. "Perfect" was the word Dr. Dewey used, actually. (Right before he told me "good job"...though I'm not sure I deserve such a compliment. Really, I just eat and sleep and my body does all of the work.) At any rate, we did not find out our little baby's gender, much to my mother's dismay, so this pregnancy should keep us on our toes. Here's the belly progress:

Ha ha, just kidding.

Here it is for reals:

My next appointment is on April Fool's Day. Another easy date to remember. Yay!

For Funsies

I just wanted to post really quick to document here in cyber world that Baby Rindy is kicking around quite a bit now. I can feel him/her on a pretty regular basis, and IT ROCKS. The end.

February Belly

Here's my "baby bump" as Lindsey so eloquently put it. It sure looks a lot bigger when I'm looking down at it than it does when someone else is taking a picture. What's up with that? And hooray, no purple shirt! This month I had to go with pink...it IS February, after all.



I think I may have felt the little Rindy moving around a few times...it's still pretty hard to tell, but I'm sure getting excited! Three months since the transfer, hooray!

In other news: I met with Dr. Dewey on Jan. 28 and got to listen to the heartbeat again...probably one of my most favorite sounds in the world. Everything seems to be going good, and I have an ultrasound scheduled for March 4. Adam doesn't want to find out the baby's gender and keeps trying to talk me into jumping on his crazy train.

What do you think?

I'll Spare You The Detials...

I wanted to give a little update, but it could get pretty personal, so I'll try to do it as vaguely as possible. We'll start at the top and work our way down:

• Hair = horrible. (Pregnancy and my hair do not agree.)
• Teary Eyes. Seriously. When I get all weepy over a McDonald's commercial, I realize I am no longer in control.
• Pimples like a crazy hormonal teenager? Check.
• I don't have to wear my padded bra now, but boy are they tender. (And two little boys seem to have a knack for leaning right into 'em. Ouch.)
• Belly is two-fold: Outside = bigger (yay!) Inside = sicker (boo!)
• Thighs and Hind-Quarters are growing at an alarming rate.
  (No more skinny jeans for me.)
• Toenails painted beautifully thanks to this girl who brought me a pamper-present.
  

So there you have it. Misty from head to toe. But I'm really not complaining. I'm so happy to be sick, tender, emotional, and fat. Here's to you, First Trimester. Bring on #2.