Little Avila Joy - 4 lbs give or take

For everyone trying to distinguish the black and gray blobs above.... this is a picture of her arm and fist to the left touching her nose. It's sort of like one of those hidden pictures. The longer you look at it the most you can see. Either way, I think she's a cutie already. But I'm her mom, I should think that!

We're still having a girl!

Blair over the last 3 weeks has learned what it is like to have a 10 year old girl in the house, so he had his fingers crossed that at todays ultrasound that we would discover we were actually having a boy, however Avila is still an Avila and not an Owen. So those of you who have girls remember to tell Blair all the good (not scary) things about having daughters!

They moved the due date up as well. It looks like we might get that tax return after all. The new date is New Year's eve. What a fun birthday to have, right? Either that or she just has a fat head and long legs, which screwed up the calculations. We will just have to wait and see the perfect date the Lord has planed for her birth. Right now she is 4 lbs. and 11oz. give or take. The Dr. thinks she will be an 8 pounder when she is born. So much for the 6 pounder I was hoping for. What's an extra couple of pounds, right - it's going to hurt no matter what. I have to admit when she said 8 pounds the words epidural ran through my mind and a smile crossed my face.

Pictures will be up soon, the scanner at home doesn't seem to be working so everyone will have to wait until tomorrow to see how cute she is.

Picture or no picture rest assured she has all her body parts, all her bones and limbs are where they should be, she has cute little lips and toes and everything else she should have as a newborn. I just can't wait to meet her and see her little face. Only a month and a 1/2 to wait - crazy huh!

Harvest festival at the Edwards house

The Harvest festival at church got canceled today because of torrential down pours this morning. The rain let up after one o'clock so Amy and I decided to have a mini harvest festival at our house. 6 kids, paint, balloons, and dart - I love that we both thought nothing of the chaos to come. We had so much fun, and from the looks of it so did our kids! Even Avila threw in a kick or two!


Don't be fooled, it started out calm and sweet.......

....but eventually every one got a little paint crazy!
It was a really fun evening. After all the kids got hosed off we all sat on the front porch and had dinner. The evening ended with a great wrestling competition where everyone ended up winners. The definition of winners being used here is that no onr got hurt! Who would have thought it had rained all night and morning that day.

Halloween

Well this was Maverick's last Halloween being the our only baby. I don't think he will be very disappointed to give the attention and the costumes to the new baby to come! At least the costume part, right!

We went trick-or-treating with Ariana (our new foster daughter), Nate & Lisa, and Maverick. It's amazing the change that has happened since I went trick-or-treating, or maybe it's because of neighborhood is filled with old people, but there were not that many house with their lights on passing out candy. Either way we came home with enough candy to make us all fat in a couple of weeks.
Halloween was fun at work too. I dressed as Ray our custodian at Brekke. He was stoked to be twins for the day! Kat decided to be a chicken. A laughed every time I sae her!

30 weeks Pregnant

Well, I know I haven't posted in a while, but there's not much to post about. Except for my belly growing more like a basketball every day; I don't seem to "feel" pregnant. This leads me to the topic I wanted to discuss....What is it supposed to feel like while you're pregnant? I get asked "how are you feeling?" at least once a day. Not a strange question in itself, but the look of pitty on the faces of the people asking always catches me off guard. My response is always..."fine" I'm not sure what people are expecting as an answer. I feel like I did before I was pregnant; maybe just a little larger. I'm waiting for the looks of pitty to make sense. I'm waiting to answer with a face of exhaustion that deserves the pittiful face of the person asking the quesion. I'm defeniatly not complaining here, just waiting for it all to make sense. I'm thrilled that I haven't FELT pregnant just yet.

Don't feel bad if you've already asked me how I'm feeling, but atleast for now know that I'm feeling just fine.

There are a few concerns that I have, only becuase they don't match the pregnancy book. I don't have much of an appetite and I don't feel baby kicks. I feel movement frequently, like little bits of rolling around in there and little flutters around my ribs, but that's about it. I'm guess it's just the baby's position. If she's still breech, then it would make sense in my head that the kicks are hitting my cushion and don't stand out to me as actual kicks like everyone talks about.

We see Dr. Green in one week, and knowing him he will say, "you're fine." He might even tell me to go eat more sushi and stop worrying so much!

The heart beat at 17 weeks

I forgot to post this when we recorded it.   Turn the volume way up!  Little Avie's heart is beating just the way it should.  At least that's what they tell me!

You can tell this video is old because my tummy looks nothing like this anymore.

My life as a spy

So I realized the other day that I am just as bad as any old lady who stays at home all day and spys on her neighbors. This all happened when we bought a house; all of a sudden I felt the desire to keep tabs on everyone. Now some of the "tab keeping" is because I actually sit and have conversations with some of them. Now others, it's not that easy...... they need to be watched and have conclusions drawn up about them. I tell people that I keep an eye on my neighbors because I'm pregnant and want to be sure that when my baby is older she will be safe, but the reality of it all is that my neighbors are more interesting than any TV show I watch. My favorite is the man who leaves his house every 30-45 minutes and is only gone for 5-10 minutes. Interesting right? Wouldn't you like to know what he's up to??? Blair isn't nearly as bad, but he does have a new neighbor that he is trying to guess if he is a pro surfer, a band guy, or a poser.

Not sure why I'm putting this on my blog, but I decided it was about time I admitted it. My name is Michelle Edwards and I am a neighborhood spy. Maybe I need to watch a little more TV.