New Addition

So, we've been trying to get pregnant for about 8 months. On Christmas day I had my last period! We took a test on January 24 and it was positive. We couldn't believe it. I thought the whole time while I was waiting to take it that it would come back negative, but it didn't! That day we told our parents and our siblings. We asked them to not tell anyone until after our first appointment. We went to the doctor on Wednesday and had our first ultrasound. You can see a tiny little peanut shaped baby. We even got to see it's little heart fluttering and hear it's heartbeat. That was about the coolest part of the day. Then we took the picture and showed it off to our parents and let them tell everyone else. I got on facebook that day and sent out a message to our family members that are on there and told them. Then today I put up the picture and spread the news to everyone else on facebook. Below is the picture of our tiny baby.



I already have 4 other appointments scheduled with the doctor. Our ultrasound for finding out the baby's sex is on May 3, for all of you out there wanting to know. As of today I am 8 weeks pregnant and the baby is due on October 1.

So far, I feel tired a lot, and up until last week I felt fine. But then the nauseau hit and I have been trying to find foods that I can eat that will not make me gag. Fortunately I have only felt nuaseau, so that is good.

Stay tuned for more posts on little baby C.

Snow!

So, this past weekend we had a snow storm. It started snowing around 3:30 Friday afternoon and didn't stop until after midnight. We had already planned on going to my mom's house to eat dinner that night. So we went and before we ate we went looking for the baby goats and took snow pictures.

This is in the pasture with the goats looking towards the cow's pasture.



After dinner we stayed and watched a movie and it kept snowing. This is looking out the front door to my mom's side walk.



When we got home we took a picture of the front yard from the driveway.



When we woke up in the morning we took a picture of the back yard from our bedroom window.



When we got home the night before the next door neighbors had been making a snowman, so we took a picture of it the next morning too.



That day we went to my mom's house and Shawn made a snowman. We had lost most of our snow to melting by then, but she still has plenty. We had only gotten 7 inches, but she had gotten 8 1/2 inches.



This is a side view showing the little hat the snowman had on it.



So, we no longer have any snow, but there are still small patches on the ground at my parents house.

More Baby Goats

So, it's that time of year. The goat population has exploded on the Gunter farm. There were four baby goats born one weekend that got really cold and only one of them survived. Then the following week five more babies were born, two sets of twins and one single baby. Then that weekend an animal attacked one of the babies and killed it and another baby has disappeared. The next day two more were born. So as of now, there are six babies.


This is the poor baby that didn't survive the animal attack. This was the only picture that I had of a baby with Shawn. It was cold and Shawn ended up borrowing a flannel jacket I had left at the house in case I needed it.


This was one of a set of twins. They were so cute and tiny and were shivering.



There is an old john boat that my dad has in the field. The babies have decided it is a good place to hide from us. They all eventually ended up under there to huddle for warmth.



Before relocating to the boat, these two babies were hiding under the disc implement for my dad's old tractor. He had a tarp laying across it and it kept the wind off of them.



This was taken during the snow storm. These two babies had some how gotten under on old shed out in the pasture that is only about 6 inches off the ground. I had to just set the camera down and hope they got in the picture. They are facing the other way so you can't see the head.



All in all, there has been a lot of activity at my parent's farm.