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The Rest of the Pregnancy

20 Jun

The last time I blogged about this pregnancy was when we found out about WHO I was carrying in my body.

And now, I am no longer carrying that person in my body. He was born two weeks ago.

Yikes. THAT flew by.

Some notes about the rest of the pregnancy:

  • Case was a mover and a shaker. He was constantly wiggling around in my belly and kicking me something fierce. He is STRONG and I knew it more than anyone.
  • I couldn’t really sleep much. I had pretty consistent pregnancy insomnia for the remainder of my pregnancy so Benadryl was my best friend.
  • I never got really “huge”. Numbers-wise, I was 20 lbs lighter when I had Case than I was when I had Dax, and I gained 10 fewer pounds the entire pregnancy. This led me to believe I’d have a smaller baby than Dax.
  • GBS test was negative. So no antibiotics for me.
  • I only made it to 38 weeks.

And honestly, that’s really it. My pregnancy was really low-key. Nothing out of the ordinary. As a matter of fact, a lot of the time I didn’t really feel pregnant (that is, until Case would jab me in the ribs with his right heel).

I feel bad for not blogging as much this pregnancy, but it was pretty similar to my pregnancy with Dax save a few minor differences. Case’s birth, however, was MUCH different.

Stay tuned…

What’s in a Name?

18 Feb

So last week we found out that Durrenbaby 2: Electric Boogaloo actually has a sex!

And it is…

a BOY!


::shifty eyes::

Yeah so I went a whole week knowing the gender of my baby and forgot to blog about it. Sorry. I’m actually currently in the process of transitioning between jobs, which means I’m pulling double work duty right now, so I only kind of feel bad.


So, of course, the first thing people ask when they find out the sex of our baby is, “Do you have a name picked out?”

And yes, we do.

DB2EB’s name is

Case Daniel.

Gah! It’s in writing now! It’s so legit!

And naturally, after I tell people the name, they furrow their brow, assuming they didn’t hear me right and ask, “Oh. Case? Does it have a meaning?”

I kind of want to reply back with, “Nah. I just really like cases. You know, like, briefcases and beer cases and CD cases, so I thought I’d name a person after one.”

But I’m not a jerk. So I don’t say that.

We got the same thing when we named our first son Dax. I guess people just think we’re weird for the sake of being weird. But there is a method behind our weirdness, and here it is.


It’s a tradition in Dan’s family to name boys with D names. (He is Dan, his dad is Don, and so on.) So when we found out we were pregnant, we scoured every baby name book we could find for a good D name. And you know what? We didn’t like a single one. Not. A. One. So we felt a little dejected.

But a few weeks later, a new kid came to our youth group and introduced himself as Dax. And as soon as the name came out of his mouth, Dan and I looked at each other and just knew — that’s our name!

According to some translations, Dax means “water”. Which is kind of eh. But in other translations, it means “leader”, which I think is an obvious fit, especially for my first born.

His middle name Arthur is the same middle name of my cousin Brian. He and I grew up so close together, basically like siblings, so I always knew that if I had a boy I wanted to name him after Brian somehow. And how rad does Dax Arthur sound?


So, the middle name is obvious. That’s after Dan.

But the first name… Case

When we got pregnant this time around, we were a bit stumped. Dax was, as you now know, LITERALLY the ONLY name we liked for a boy. So, one night, we were sitting around running through other names.

“Do we have to do another D name?”

“No, we already did that. So I think we can move on to other names.”

“What names do you like?”

“I don’t know…”

And that went on for SEVERAL minutes. It got so frustrating that we started talking about something else, which led me to bring up a story involving this guy, who just happens to not only be my pastor and mentor, but also an adopted dad.

“What about Eric? You have another cousin named Eric?”

“Yeah but it doesn’t sound super great with our last name. Plus I went to high school with like five Erics and they were all jerks to me.”

“Hmm. You’re right.”

“But..but…hey, um. What do you think about Case?”



“I like it!”

“Me too!”

“Case Daniel?”


And that’s literally how we named our second born son after an entire family of dear friends of ours. And I am so proud of and grateful for his namesakes.

I also really like beer cases.

Half Baked.

28 Jan

I’m really terrible at this blogging thing. Like, super terrible.

But one of my goals for this year (that is already one month in, yeah I know, shhhh) is to be better at blogging. So…

To pick up where we left off (two weeks ago, again, shhhhh) here’s our little Durrenbaby!


Everything looked good! Measurements were good, heartbeat was strong.

Durrenbaby was shy.

Well, breech actually. Which made it quite difficult to see the sex. We were a little bummed out (Dan more so than me) because there was obviously so much hype behind finding out “who” is in there. But we’ll try to see again at our next appointment in two weeks.

I was convinced it was a girl until our appointment. The tech said she saw something between the baby’s legs, but couldn’t say for sure what it was. Could have just been the umbilical cord or something. But she said that if she had to guess, she would say boy. So that’s what I’m leaning toward now.

So. How are things?

  • Pregnancy insomnia is still pretty brutal. I am usually the first person in the house to wake up, usually when it’s still dark out. And then I’ll be in DESPERATE need of a nap later on in the afternoon (which proves pretty problematic, what with having, like, a job and a life and stuff.) But I’ve been using that time awake and to myself to read or pray or eat breakfast without having to share it with a toddler. So it’s not all bad.
  • Am I a bad mom for not wanting to share my breakfast? Sorry. I’m just REALLY hungry lately.
  • That’s another thing. I’m really hungry lately. I can’t seem to get full. I guess I really am halfway through now, and it’s time to start plumping that baby (errrr, myself) UP.
  • I only have one wearable pair of maternity jeans, which means I’m currently still squeezing into regular jeans. It wasn’t really a problem until yesterday when I had to unbutton my pants during a staff meeting. (Sorry guys.) I just can’t justify spending the OUTRAGEOUS amounts of money required on maternity jeans. I mean have you tried shopping for them recently? Oh my GOSH, what a racket. I’d spend the entirety of my spending money on two pair. It’s obnoxious.
  • So. Baby is breech. Which, at this stage in my pregnancy is NOTHING to freak out about. And I’m not freaking out. (Yet.) But because Dax was head-down from the get go, I never even had to THINK about the possibility that he wouldn’t be born naturally. But with this one, I’m looking up ways to flip breech babies, breastfeeding after c-sections, and all sorts of stuff so that while I’m expecting the best (the baby flips and is delivered naturally) I’m prepared for the worst (c-section).
  • Dan has felt the baby kick a few times, which is so fun to me. He or she is always the most active when I first wake up, which is a great start to my day.

That’s all for now. 😉 Who knows when I’ll check back in but I PROMISE I WILL.

update at 12 weeks.

6 Dec


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With Dax, I waited until now to go public. But we went public with this pregnancy back when I was only ten weeks because I was ALREADY SHOWING.

I guess when your body has already been pregnant, it wastes no time spilling the physical beans.

So here’s what’s going on:

  • Symptom-wise, this pregnancy is only a LITTLE bit different than the one I had with Dax. Thankfully, no nausea again (I can’t say how thankful I am for this). However there are some minor hormonal differences: pregnancy insomnia is a thousand times worse (hence the late blog post) and I go from zero to completely annoyed in about two seconds. Also my skin and hair are reacting a bit differently. For this reason, I will go on record and say that I think this one may be a girl. Maybe the extra lady-ness in my system is making me all wonky.
  • Everyone else is convinced it’s a girl so I mean… hey. If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. A friend of mine even said she could tell it was a girl from the ultrasound. Take a look — do you agree? (Disclaimer: I can’t tell. It looks an awful lot like a couple blobs. Really cute blobs. But gender-ambiguous blobs nonetheless.)
  •  My due date is June 18, a month and one day before Dax’s 3rd birthday.
  • Dax is stoked.
  • My OB is seriously amazing. I love her so much. If you’re looking for an OB in the southwest Florida area, I will send you to her. She is phenomenal. (Also I think she’s younger than me which is SO WEIRD TO ME.)

More later; now I’m going to take an OB-approved, pregnancy-friendly sleeping aid (sup, Benadryl) and hope for a few hours of shut eye.


mic check, one two.

12 Oct

Is this thing on? 🙂


38 Weeks

12 Jul

This week, several people (independent of each other, mind you!) remarked that I’m way too “small” to be two weeks away from my due date. A nurse even used the word “tiny”!

As someone who hasn’t felt anything but HUGE for as long as I have, it’s been a good week.

Here we are at 38 weeks! (FYI, if you click on the pictures, you can enlarge them.)

Ready when you are, sweet boy!

36 & 37 Weeks

6 Jul

Last week:

This week (full term!):

I don’t even know what my real body looks like anymore. It will be so weird to not be/look pregnant.

I can’t wait to meet that little basketball in my shirt!