Mommy and Daddy are Boring

Hey guys, Dexter here. I just needed to get a few things off my chest. I have NO idea what is going on with Mommy and now Daddy is acting weird, too.

I'm so cute, how could you NOT want to play with me?

I enjoy playing with Mommy on the floor and biting her. Then she throws my toys and we tug back and forth and wrestle for a bit. Now all of a sudden Mommy doesn't want to do that anymore. She wants to lay on the couch with her (and Daddy's?) hands on her belly. They sit there with their hands on Mommy's belly, then look at each other and giggle.

Here I am sniffing Mommy's belly to see what all the hoopla is about.
Daddy is holding my paws back because now I'm not allowed to walk all over Mommy anymore.
Hrrrmph!

Now whenever I try to get Mommy to play, I give a few good nips on the hands before she yells for Daddy. Then Daddy will come and scoop me up and put me on the other side of "the gate." There are now four gates in my house! My house has become a prison!!!

My life is so boring. I think I'll take a nap on Daddy's lap.

There is a big gate that keeps me away from Daddy's computer, a gate that keeps me out of my favorite place to poop inside the house (the dining room), a gate that keeps me from the TV room, and a gate that keeps me away from ALL of the rooms upstairs. What the heck?

I am so bored now, all I want to do is take naps.

Daddy and I both fell asleep on the couch while Mommy was watching something called "Honey Boo Boo?"

I finally decided to cozy up to Mommy and see if I could get close to her belly without Daddy's iron-clad grip on me. I sniffed Mommy for awhile and decided to lay down on her with my bone to get better accquainted. I normally do not do this with Mommy. Daddy is my favorite and normally I want to be wherever he is, but I gave Mommy a chance. While I was laying on her belly, I'm pretty sure something moved in there. Maybe she ate too much pizza?

WHAT was that? A gurgle? An alien? Is Mommy's stomach exploding?

I think I will leave all the belly touching to Mommy and Daddy! Maybe I will figure out what is going on soon. They better not be getting another pug. I do NOT want them to pay attention to something other than me!

19 Weeks

19 week bump!

Bebs: Bebs' sensory development is exploding! The brain is designating specialized areas for smell, taste, hearing, vision, and touch. Some research suggests that s/he may be able to hear my voice now! The baby weighs about 8 1/2 ounces and measures 6 inches, head to bottom — about the size of a large heirloom tomato. Arms and legs are in the right proportions to each other and the rest of his/her body now. The kidneys continue to make urine and the hair on his/her scalp is sprouting. A waxy protective coating called the vernix caseosa is forming on the skin to prevent it from pickling in the amniotic fluid.

How's it lookin' in there?

Hebs: I gained 2 pounds!! It must be that one avocado and all the donuts I ate! ;) For the most part I've been feeling ok. Feeling my belly skin stretching is weird, pregnancy acne issues are back and I've been super irritable lately. Fun! Morning sickness, nausea and headaches seem to have passed, though...knock on wood!

Hubs and I were fortunate to see our family from Maryland this past weekend! Shane, Tara and baby Seth came to stay with us to visit their family and friends in PA. Tara, who gave birth in March, looked absolutely fantastic! (you do, Mama!) It was great to be around a baby and see all of the funny faces and smiles that Seth makes. He just seems like SUCH a happy baby. He seemed to enjoy checking out Dexter and would rub his chubby little hands in Dexter's fur when he got the chance. Dexter didn't seem to notice Seth....except when I was rocking him in his rock n' play. Then all of a sudden, Dexter, who is a total Daddy's boy, wanted to sit in my lap and steal all of my attention. I think he will be in for a rude awakening come January!

Dexter freely jumped up on the couch all on his own for this picture!
Ebersole babies!

Uncle Jason, Aunt Heather and their nephew Seth!

I can't wait to have a picture like this with my own little girl or boy!

Seth babbling to Uncle Jason

Om nom nom... Uncle Jason's glasses are yummy!

 

The song "In My Life" by the Beatles came on the radio during my drive in to work this morning and I immediately got all misty-eyed. I started thinking about how much I love Bebs and began wondering who Bebs would look like and take after. Will our baby be logical like Daddy or an emotional mess like Mommy? Will our baby ride bikes after school with neighborhood friends like Daddy did growing up, or will s/he keep a flashlight and chapter book hidden under the bed so s/he can read under the covers like Mommy did when she was little? Will Bebs have Daddy's blue eyes or Mommy's brown eyes?

Maybe our child will be musical like Uncle Shane, or be an excellent public speaker like Uncle Ryan? Maybe Bebs will take after one of his/her grandparents and be kind and independent like Mimi or be a drummer in a rock band like Pop-pop? I can only hope Bebs will take after Gramps by being hard-working and generous, or have the ability to light up a room with his/her smile like Grammy.

We are able to find out the gender in 9 short days! Both of us are beyond excited. We are planning on having a little party to reveal the gender. Still deciding if we want to find out at the ultrasound, and then just tell everyone the news; or if we want to have the tech write the gender on a piece of paper for us to have revealed to us in a creative way in front of everyone? Balloons? Confetti? Baby outfits? Decisions, decisions. :)



emergency (from Dexter's perspective)

Mommy and Daddy took me to the vet last night. Mommy was very scared when she came home to let me out of my crate. She saw my lunch all around me, my blanket, and stuck in my hair. She took me upstairs to a big tub. I had never been in this room before, so I was very excited. Mommy gave me a bath and actually climbed in the tub with me. I think its because she was so worried, either that, or she's crazy. She called Daddy and he said he was leaving work and would be home soon.

After Mommy dried me off from my bath, I had an accident on the floor. Not the usual kind of accident, either, because instead of Mommy trying to run me outside, she looked very scared and decided to call my vet. 

Mommy and Daddy brought me right over to the vet. We saw a new vet this time, Dr. Chris, and we all loved her right away. She was funny and nice and kept calling me "Boo Boo," which I liked. Mommy thought she reminded her of her friend Brittany and liked her even more. She felt all around my body and I didn't like it when she put her hands on my belly. Dr. Chris outlined every possibility for Mommy and Daddy to decide. Did they want to do an X-ray? Give me shots? Inject fluids into my back? Take me home and make sure I had water? Mommy and Daddy decided that the shots and fluids would be best. They didn't think I had eaten anything weird. I try to put everything I see into my mouth, and to be honest, I don't know what I could have eaten, either!

I vomited on Dr. Chris's table and felt so embarrassed. Mommy started crying and telling me "its ok," and Daddy ran to get a vet tech to help. The nice vet tech girls came in to clean the table and then whisked me away to give me shots and the fluid injection. When I came back to Mommy and Daddy they laughed because now I had a hunchback!

When we got home, I was sick again and Daddy took care of me. Mommy freaked out and decided she needed to vacuum the entire house in case I was eating something funny from the carpet. Mommy set up my crate all the way upstairs so they could watch me sleep, I guess. I vomited in the crate, though, and Daddy took me outside at 2 a.m. so I could go potty outside.

Mommy and Daddy kept waking up to check on me all night. They are really nice. I should really stop trying to bite Mommy's fingers and Daddy's toes...but it is too much fun!

I'm sure Mommy will update this later when I'm feeling better. Right now, I'm going to take a nap and then have some lunch when I wake up. I hope I feel better soon. Mommy and Daddy will not let me out of their site! How is a pug supposed to have any fun?