It’s a…

So I’m just starting to realize that I suck at balancing this blog and growing a human, so for that I am sorry.

Things I am good at, currently: Eating carbs, Morning (and night) sickness, Toddler-rearing, Keeping up with the Kardashians.

Who said I wasn’t accomplished?

Anyway, I did want to fill you all in on our very tiny gender reveal activity and give you my first bump picture of pregnancy #2– for that you’ll have to stick with me ’til the end of the post, though. ;)

As a little background, let me just say that the medical center we go to here on post is the same one where I delivered Addison. Back in 2012 they were–and still are–notorious for taking FOREVER when it comes to booking your ultrasound appointment. At about 12 weeks I was given the okay to head up to Radiology to book my ultrasound.
The heavens must have been shining down on me that day because I was able to get an appointment in just a few weeks. It wasn’t until the appointment got closer that I realized I would only be 17 weeks and 6 days gestation, which is basically right on the border of being too early. (They usually like to see you between 18 and 22 weeks)
At this point, I knew if I called I would have a hard time getting another appointment anytime soon so I decided to take my chances and stick with my appointment, crossing my fingers that the tech would just go with it.

Guess what, IT WORKED!


They were able to see everything they needed to see and the baby looked great!

The bad news? Jacob had to work, of course.

So I had the technician write down the gender an the envelope and I promised my sweet husband I wouldn’t even sneak a peak until he got home from work.

During my appointment, my dear friend Shannon (who is also pregnant! woot!) watched Addison. Once I got home the three of us headed to the PX (military Target) and I picked out a boy outfit and a girl outfit, then handed the envelope to Shannon and let her work the magic. Addison and I left the store and Shannon met us in the parking lot with this:


A Super-Adorable-Bag-Of-Suspense.

Thank you Shannon!

As luck would have it, Jacob called me around this time explaining he had reached the peak of an awful head cold that has been floating around our house and needed to be brought some cold medicine. I told him I would be glad to and I would bring the bag along so we could find out the gender IMMEDIATELY.

So instead of waiting 5 more HOURS to do the gender reveal it was only going to be a few minutes, yay!

So that brings us to this moment: Where I popped my husband some meds and took pictures like the paparazzi while he opened our present!






We took this one after, wanting to capture the pure excitement Addison was exuding after finding out she’s getting a baby sister!


Ok, so she isn’t that excited–yet.

But we certainly are!! I am so excited to see Addison and this little lady in the years to come. I have always wondered what it would have been like to have a sister and I can’t wait to see that kind of relationship grow in our home.

(and we get to reuse a bunch of our baby stuff we’ve been hoarding so that is also a huge plus!!!)

As always, thanks for sticking with me here on Arilla Blog. As promised, here we are rocking the bump at exactly 18 weeks today.


An abstract bump photo, but still. This is what happens when you try to take a bump pic by yourself.


4 thoughts on “It’s a…

  1. Squeee!!! I’m so excited for you guys <3 And I love the abstract baby bump pic, actually. Very cool. Can't wait to meet the newest adorable Wheeler baby!

  2. congratulations to all of you! I am super excited and cant wait to see my new grand daughter and the newest addition to your beautiful family.Your a great mom and I love you. love mom

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