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We Have An Announcement...

Beckett would like to announce, he's being promoted to Big Brother. Baby Allen #3 will be here on/around May 27, 2015. This baby is a BIG surprise...frankly, I'm kicking myself for being so stubborn about the whole "I don't want to mess with my milk supply so I'm just going to count my days in my cycle and not take my birth control" decision. But we are just going to move passed all that and my total panic attack over what the hell we are going to do for 7 month [or more] till Daddy finishes school and starts working. . .[pardon me while I freak out for a brief moment for the billionth time] but I digress. We are slowly moving passed shock and in to excitement, as we start to announce the news to everyone. At least we've had fun with all the responses everyone's had. Babies are always exciting good news, right?
Moving on, I had my first dr appointment yesterday. All is well so far and I got to see our newest little bean and his/her heart beating in a sonogram. I'm about 11 days behind in this pregnancy where we thought we were which totally explains how I miss counted in the first place (obviously I ovulated much later than I should have). Baby is measuring just under 7 weeks. I feel good except I'm super, duper exhausted as per the usual and I just don't really "feel" pregnant for some strange reason. Maybe I'm in denial....heh. But it's happening, it's official. I'm even wearing my first maternity clothing today. 
Definitely more bloat this baby at this point but it's out there already [sarcastic yay]. I'm still breastfeeding Beckett at the moment but I'm thinking in going to have to wean Beckett sooner rather than later because my supply is slowly dying. It's not going to be easy, Beckett loves the boobies. But nothing has been easy with Beckett so far so why start now. Ha! And yes we are definitely hoping for a girl this time. Brazos says he wants a sister and that it's a girl. We asked which he wanted and he said girl without hesitation, so I hope he's not disappointed. We'll see a little after Christmas. We hope to do a fun little gender reveal so stay tuned for that. But I have to say if it's a boy, I won't be sad...just slightly less excited than if it was a girl. A girl would just be perfect and finish our family off nicely.
So that's our exciting news. I'm terribly behind on posting in this blog but I'm just going to pick up where I left off and just go with it. Poor Beckett's whole life is missing from here but I'll catch up in a few posts leading up to his FIRST BIRTHDAY coming up in a couple months. Plus Brazos needs some updates too.
Out for now.


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