Scarlett Pannebaker

12/30/16 | 12w6d

I never made time to post about week 12 and now I'll be 13 weeks tomorrow, so here goes my first combo post.





On Christmas Day, I was 12w1d and we finally told the kids our news. It was something we had been so excited to tell them and it seemed like they might already know, since we've definitely talked about the pregnancy around them PLENTY of times. Predictions: Truman would be seriously pumped, Cecelia would take some time to warm up to the idea, and Porter would be clueless. Ah, foreshadowing.

We opened gifts with our family of five on Christmas morning and spent a few hours putting together train tables, eating breakfast, and organizing new toys. Before I hopped in the shower, I asked Nate if we should do it and he said, 'Yep.'

I had been thinking of a fun way to tell them for weeks. I bought a sixth (!!) stocking a few weeks prior and put it in a Christmas bag. I wrote a little note from our Elf on the Shelf, Candy Cane Jane, and acted like I just saw it all of a sudden. 'Hey, Truman, what is this note?' I asked him.



He took over from there, reading the note out loud to his siblings. CCJ had him look on the desk for the next clue, where the stocking was waiting along with another note. Truman thought the stocking was for Henry, and kept reading the clue. When the elf mentioned that the big surprise would happen in July, Truman thought it was the elf's birthday. I was shocked that he hadn't already figured this out!

The elf had them sit on the couch so mom and dad could tell them the news, and Nate shot a video. Their reactions were seriously CLASSIC. You can watch the video, but Truman was jumping up and down, Cecelia just stared at me, and Porter kept saying, 'no' and hit me.


Telling the kids on Christmas Day from Julia H. on Vimeo.

Most excited little boy, authentic hug for his daddy after Truman found out the news<3


Cecelia eventually warmed up to the idea after she said she just didn't want 'it' to mess with her Shopkins. Then she said she wants it to be a girl and wants to name her 'Julie.' HA! Porter eventually chilled out and told a random neighbor, 'I'm going to be a brother!' later in the day. So apparently he kind of gets it. Truman has just been so stinking excited from the second he found out. He wanted to know if the grandparents already knew because he wanted to announce it to the world. The second thing he said was, 'I can't wait to tell my teacher!' He keeps saying that he can't wait for the baby to come, and he also wants a sister. In fact, he wants to name her Rose and is pretty adamant that this will be a girl. I think all of them will be just fine either way, but it's kind of cute that they want it to be a girl (and also, because I feel like it's a little lady, too).

Other tasks Truman has decided that he will manage as a big brother times three: he wants to read to her each night, get her dressed (!), give her a bottle, give her a pacifier, and sing her lullabies. I mean, seriously. He also nominated Cecelia to paint the baby's fingernails and told Porter that his job will be getting wipes and a new diaper for the baby. Porter is all over that one.

The kids will be 7, 5, and maybe 3 on the nose when this baby is born. It's going to be a wild ride and we are so excited!!!

Other happenings: I have not taken a nap all week which is major progress. I can eat without wanting to puke. I've been finding the heartbeat pretty easily a few times a week and the HR is now in the 160s. It's still the best sound in the entire world. Oh, and I'm for real showing. No seriously. I had to unbutton my pants when I was sitting at a hockey game for a few hours, I just couldn't handle the wait of my jeans anymore. My boobs are bigger and I'm sure I've gained a few pounds. The scale at Urgent Care said I was up four pounds but I did have my gigantic winter boots and huge sweater on, so I'm not counting that just yet. I've just started to miss running and alcohol but not THAT much. New Years Eve tomorrow night would be nice with a glass of wine but I'll survive, I suppose;)

We welcomed several visitors to our house this week for the holidays: my mom and dad, my brother, Jon and Brittany all came this week and they are leaving tomorrow. We let Truman tell my brother, who was the only one of the bunch that didn't know yet. He was shocked and excited, which seems to be par for the course right now!

I've been pretty tired this whole week but not tired enough to nap. I haven't slept the greatest at night either, mostly because of my darling Porter boy. He was awake from 2-4am last and so was I. I know I'll crash hard tonight but I don't want to waste time napping---a very good sign that the first trimester yuckiness is fading away.

We took our family pictures earlier this week, when I was technically 12w4d. The photographer just sent me some of our balloon pics and I can't quite pull the trigger on posting them yet! I had it in my head that I'd announce to social media next week, after I pass 13 weeks so I think I'll stick to that plan for now. I did just send a few messages to closer friends that should probably not find out on Facebook and Instagram.



This all seems so REAL all of a sudden. I have my first appointment in about 11 days and am really excited to see my old OB again. One of my friends just did the genetic testing for the first trimester, and all is well--no abnormalities. It does make me wish I would have done that test, too, just for the peace of mind. But I'm trying to stay positive and believe that this baby is going to be exactly who he or she is meant to be in our family.

I feel like there were more updates I wanted to share and now I can't remember. I just really cannot believe I'm having a fourth baby. It's starting to sink in and it's both CRAZY and feels completely right. Perhaps the next weekly update I do will be in real time on the blog. NUTS!

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Twelve Weeks: 12.24.13



Photo thoughts: Hate that the picture is taken at night, that I'm wearing an eight year old wife beater, and that it's off centered. Love the two adorable kiddos in the background, so it will do. Also: hi, bump!

Here, this is a little better but I switched the two cute kids for one cute dog. Christmas Eve!


Oh, and here was 11 weeks. Much better in the daytime light, must remember to take belly pics during the day.


Size of baby: An adorable lime baby.

Cravings/Aversions: Sweets are tasting mighty fine again. Uh-oh. I've still been consuming mass quantities of salt and cheese, plus pickles were a particular favorite of the week. So stereotypical, I know. Still can't do coffee--not decaf, not the real stuff---but I really *want* to like it again. Hot tea is fine for now but if I get a killer headache, only Diet Dr. Pepper will fix it. I remember having one diet soda daily with CC and could totally see this becoming a habit this time around, too. The carbonation is just awesome right now. Also, haven't had McDonalds in forever (like, maybe a year?) and we had it twice in the past two weeks. So.Freaking.Good. I cannot even handle the amazingness of the french fries and a double cheeseburger. First true craving, for sure, and I think Nate was secretly into it when I said we HAD to get Mickey Dees ASAP.

What I'm loving: Being out to the whole wide world! Pretty fun to spill the (baby) beans on the internet and to feel comfortable telling anyone else we see in real life, too. Anything can happen at anytime, but I'm loving the feeling of hitting 12 weeks. Another big sigh of relief with this one.

Also, this is totally random, but I think this first trimester will always be known as the 'Friday Night Lights' trimester. Nate and I are binging on this show right now to the point of ridiculousness. We have about 7 more episodes to go in the final season and I might cry when it's over. I love Matt Saracen so much it's borderline unhealthy and have definitely sobbed more with this show than any other show in the history of me being pregnant or not. It's freaking fantastic and seems to play on my pregnant hormones just a liiiiiittle bit.

We love FNL so much. I want to watch every episode again but I think this pregnancy will always remind me of it in the future.

What I'm anticipating the most: Having a basketball belly. Can't wait until it's super obvious that I'm with child instead of being just a little chunky in the midsection.

Missing anything?: A-a-a-a-alcohol. Especially being the Christmas season and all. A Brandy Old Fashioned, red wine, or even a cold beer sounds divine right now. DIVINE.

Worries: Still checking the heartbeat with my doppler but not every day, so I'm still worried about something going wrong but it's not at the forefront of my mind at all times anymore. Now I'm getting more nervous about the 20 week US and Quad Screen---still so many problems could arise.

Differences between pregnancies: Woah, this pregnancy is sounding a LOT like Cecelia's now that I read back on it. Wanting to lick a salt block? Pickles? GI issues (didn't even mention it here, but yeah. Not great)? And a higher heart rate on doppler? My 12 week appointment was yesterday with this baby and she found the HR right away, at 170. I am getting more like 165 at home. I guess CC was about 155 right now and Truman was only 140. Are we thinking *girl* yet?? ;)

The only thing I can say about Truman's 12 week pregnancy post is this: you call THAT a bump, girl?  Um, yeah. Definitely showing triple the amount as the first time around.

How I'm feeling: So.Much.Better this week. Energy, an appetite, the ability to function during the day without wanting to curl up and sleep/puke. It's awesome. I even spent my entire Saturday morning on a mission to clean, organize, and purge the hell out of the toy situation in this house. Nothing was left untouched, and then I even cleaned out the kids closets. Yeah, I'd say I have a little bit more energy compared to a few weeks ago.

Sleep: Yes, it's the best thing ever. Cannot believe we are messing up our great sleeping routine in a few more months with another newborn (who will presumably, NOT sleep for a solid year or so). I will enjoy this bliss while it lasts.

Movement: Not really but maybe. I also can't wait for that part of this pregnancy.

The Bump: It's doing that really odd thing when it can be super flat or super huge all within the same day. Bigger after I eat or if I have to pee, and seemingly not even present at times, too.

Milestones: I started working out again (hence the wife beater in the belly picture), because I have the energy and started to feel really horribly disgusting without exercise. I can't justify a gym membership but hope I can keep up with workout DVDs and walking Henry outside (as long as it's above 10 degrees or so). I just feel SO much better about myself and about life if I work out. So this milestone of actually doing something about the lack of exercise was a big one. Prior to this I was too scared and too tired/sick to even care.

Best Moment of the Week: Announcing our news, of course. A great uneventful 12 week appointment. And the fact that it's Christmas Eve and the most magical time of the year anyway. Merry Christmas, everyone!

And with that, I am caught up to real time in this pregnancy. Bring on the second trimester!