My Dad... the Rock-star...

How many people can say that their father will proudly attest to owning (and "racing") an electric purple boat?? Not many I'm sure... But that just goes to show that I have one of the coolest fathers around. My dad is FINALLY retiring this weekend and I am just beside myself with excitement for him. Of course, anyone who knows my dad will understand and probably laugh knowing that he will never really retire. He is taking what I like to call.... Maternity Leave... He will be off of work for just a couple of weeks and then he is going back to the grind as a "consultant"... grrrr... Christine and I would much prefer that he become a lazy bum, but we all know that isn't going to happen... Christine and Jim have flown out to Florida for the big shindig this evening and I am sooooo jealous. Hopefully Christine will have lots of new pictures up on her site soon so keep checking there...

Dad came out to Virginia a couple of weeks ago to check out Richmond and we had an absolute blast and ate and ate and ate. I was shocked at my next Dr's appointment to find out that I didn't gain 500 pounds. Whoohooo!! It was so nice for Dad to see that Kevan and I are doing really well here and are ready for the prince to arrive.


Everything is going really well for Colton, but I am miserable. Not only am I overly stuffed in the hottest time of the year in the south, but now I have been diagnosed with a "rare disease". Sounds like a blast, doesn't it... I know that you are all really really really jealous. You can't fool me... So I have PUPPPS. This translates to: really really really really itchy burning rash all over my body because I am allergic to the placenta at this point. Are you kidding me????? As if being pregnant alone isn't hard enough, now you have thrown the itchiness into the picture and I am ready to die. The worst thing about having puppps is that it is really making the last couple weeks of pregnancy unbearable (like they are supposed to be easy to begin with???). The Dr's have put me on steriods and other drugs to try and get this under control, but it isn't working. We have our next dr appointment on Tuesday and I am going to beg, scream, cry, plead, offer bribes... anything to get the Dr to take this baby out of me... We are 37 weeks pregnant now and are considered full term at this point. Colton is just doing some extra baking and putting on weight at this point but I don't think that I can handle this much longer...

Cousin Erich is coming to visit us on Monday while he heads off to the next stage of his life. He's going back to school in North Carolina and I'm so proud of him. He's only going to be about 2 hours away from us, so hopefully we will be seeing a lot of him in the upcoming months...

I'm sitting here at the computer and I wish that everyone could see the way that this belly is moving right now. We had our Non-Stress Test last Tuesday and Colton has proved himself to be a "wild child" to the Dr's. Great... So far the medical world has let me know that "You ain't got no shrimp in there..." and "Wow! Look at the Wild Child!!!"
Thats fine and dandy.. but get this wild child OUT OF ME ALREADY!!

Thats about it for now, I'm ready to get a new icepack onto my itchy parts. I hope that everyone is doing really well and we will keep everyone updated as to Colton's estimated arrival...

Take care!!!

"You don't call, you don't write, you don't blog?????"

So Aunt Gwen recently reminded me that I have been slacking on my blogging. It has been a crazy month since our computer has been on the fritz for pretty much that entire time. Let me tell you, its not very fun to have to reload all of your computer software and programs. I know, I know.. excuses excuses.. But seriously, hopefully by the end of this coming week our computer will be back to fully functional...

So our last Dr's appt didnt go to well, and we (I) got yelled at. Colton's heartbeat was down, my blood pressure was up and they discovered that I am anemic (who isn't????). We had our 32 week appointment today and found out that all is well for us and that we right are on track, or even a little ahead... That makes us feel a lot more comfortable. I'm sure that everyone has seen the pictures of the whale (me) floating on the internet lately... p-rettty scary... but unlike what cough, some people, cough (Dad) think.. this large belly is mostly all baby!!!! Suprisingly I am doing really well on the amount of weight that I have gained. I am right on target!!! When I asked the Dr today how large they think Colton is, she gave me a (quite scary when you think about it) funny look and informed me... "Well, we know you dont have a shrimp in there... " Good job being reassuring Doc!! Thumbs up for you!! Gold star.

So things are getting more and more difficult as of late. The nurse today had me pee in a cup and I honestly wanted to jump up and down in glee when I was able to (mostly) accomplish this feat. I think that I should have recieved a medal at this point... And I'm being serious!!! I am now 8 months and this means that I still have about 8 weeks until my due date. Know what that means??? That I have 8 weeks of finding out what horrors await around every corner... I just can't wait to find out whats in store... I am spending so much time on the potty in the night that I have contemplated just putting a pillow on the wall and calling it a night...

Kevan has been amazing throughout this whole process and it has made me fall more and more in love with him. I do not know what I would do without this amazing man that I can now proudly call my Husband... Now that Colton is bigger that you can feel him moving around as well as kicking, it doesnt take as long for Kevan to feel him. (Translation: Kevan now has the patience to wait for the movements...) The look of utter joy that crosses his face when Kevan feels his son move in my belly is priceless. He literaly gasps with joy each and every time he feels the baby. It makes me feel so special and wonderful that I am able to provide that for him. I can't wait to be able to give Kevan this highly anticipated son. I am just as excited to watch my son grow up as I am to watch Kevan become the amazing father that I know he will be.

So next weekend would have been our wedding and I'm seriously so excited that we have already been there and done that. Its amazing that this baby that Kevan and I were so nervous to tell everyone about is now so special to us and our families and so eagerly anticipated. We are so lucky that we have such great families behind us that gave us the strength to handle starting our own little family.

I want to send a very loud congratulations to Kevan's cousin Jeremy and his amazing new wife Kandis. We wish that we had been able to go to the wedding, but hope that your trip to Jamaica is ammaaaaaazing!!!!!

I think thats a wrap for the moment... Hope all is well for everyone... Keep us posted!!!

Oh yeah... a new email address for us: Gerber25@comcast.net
rubber duckie, you're the one...

Here ye... Here ye... Beware the wrath of the Gods and Goddesses...

So the sojourn to Californ-i-a was as awesome as anticipated. There are certainly no wall flowers in our family (and Annie Miller is part of our family of course...) as evidenced by our costumes for the party on Saturday. I think that my stomach is still reeling from Christine's famous last words to our driver... "Catch that Ferrari!!!" All of a sudden we are jolted into a scene of the Italian Job, only in a 15 passanger van heading up a steep hill with dramatic drop offs at every curve just for effect... It was just like an episode of Fear Factor and we were the main event!!!

So as mentioned on the infamous Korkosz website (which as usual is much better than this ol thing...:-) ) Annie Miller was Hera, my shy Brother-in-law Jim was Neptune or Posiden depending on who you asked, my beautiful sister Christine was the goddess Selene, my equally shy father was Bacchus, God of Inebriation, and I was Juno, impregnated by a flower with my unborn son, Mars. Randomly throughout the night, the war cry of "Baccchhhuuuuss" could be heard bouncing off of the floors of italian marble... Too fun!!! I think the weirdest part of the evening (besides straight people saying "Did you see the flower arrangement over the fireplace??" "Did you see the flower arrangement on the buffet table??" "No really, did you see the flowers on the fireplace??" over and over again...) was that I was the sober one while everyone else was under the Bacchus spell... I think that I will forever remember my darling father with grapes hanging from his wig.. too funny!!!

Sydney is by far the most beautiful little girl in the world (you can see her on Christine's site...) and Cooper finally loves me!!! We bonded over Virginia Giant, the monster truck... It was very sad to say goodbye to them, but at least I will get to see them in just a couple of months on D-DAY (aka. Delivery Day...)

Colton proved me right by kicking his stuff for Aunt Steen and Granddaddy this weekend... Kevan thinks that I make up that he kicks me a lot, but I have witnesses now!!! He discovered the trampoline otherwise known as my bladder on the plane ride out there this weekend, and oh, what fun...

alright, I need to start unpacking the huuuuuge duffle bags that I brought back with baby clothes for Colton... I hope that everyone had a great weekend, and that all is well...

Goodbye for now...

I'm going to California.. I'm going to California... (picture this being chanted in a very excited voice...)

Can anyone tell that I am soooo excited!!! I should be packing right now, but I'm pooped and being a lazy bum instead.

We went to Ikea last night and picked up our new furniture. It was so awesome and I want to go there every day now. Kevan was sooooo excited to drive and hour and a half to shop for furniture... He doesn't get it though. Ikea is a big kids chuckey cheeses and I am officially addicted. :-) So far I have put together the nightstand and 4 dining room chairs that we got. I am sooo excited to actually have a grown up house with REAL furniture!!! I'm such a dork, I know. I'm pregnant and married, but what makes me feel grown up is furniture. Who would have thought... I feel like a little girl that wants to have a tea party, only the difference is that I will (probably) serve "real" food and instead of teddy bears and dolls, my victims, uh I mean, guests will be Kevan and Jarro...

So I love macho men. Kevan decided last night that we didnt need to spend $40 on slats for our new bed. Thats fine and dandy, except that everyone can now imagine that I will be waiting about a lifetime to be able to put my new bed together now. I think it would have been worth the $40 to get to put it all together right now, instead of waiting, who knows, a month(??) to get the slats that we need from Home Depot and have Kevan cut them to the right size... oh well... At least it will give me something to harp on, and I have recently been told that the secret to a marriage is Harping... I'll let you all know how that experiment turns out :-)

I took my Glucola test this morning and there is only one word for that special drink.... blughhh... Yuck!!

Here is the latest picture of our resident King...


Kevan is going camping with the boys this weekend and will be refreshing his fishing uh, skills...
Jarro is soo excited about getting all nice and dirty and smelling up my nice detailed vehicle...

Alright, Kevan has just handed me a fabulous dinner of pizza and I'm diving right in... And for the record... Gooooooo Yankees!!! My boyfriend, Mike Mussina pitched last night and beat those smelly Red Socks... peee ewww!!

Hope all is well for everyone out there and hope to talk to you all soon...

Adios from Gerberland...

Its Derby Day!!

So I am stealing this idea from Christine and hope that it works out...
We are the Gerber Family-


Kevan - the dad
Lindsay- the mom
Jarro - the king of the house (aka the dog, but he doesn't know it (yet)...)
Colton - the bun in the oven...

We are in Richmond VA and are slowly becoming suuthenuh's here in the Capital of the Confederacy... We hadn't realized that the Confederate Flag can be worn as any article of clothing from bathing suits to flip flops to onsies until we moved to this place... They aren't kidding when they say that "the war isn't over yet..." (Shhhh... don't tell anyone I am a Yankee!!)

So we are 25 weeks pregnant at the moment and had a cramping scare last week, but turns out I am just dehydrated and need to drink more fluids. Colton looked great at his 20 week ultra-sound. He is sure a kicker and Kevan is hoping that his future football position is as the safety. Colton is really shy around his dad though, and won't kick for him... (it might help if Kevan had a longer attention span :-) )


We just had our 24 week appointment and all is well. The coolest thing in the world is hearing the swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh of his heart. Too cool! He is measuring ahead of schedule, but who knows what that means, with our luck, I'll be two weeks late... We did get our Dr. to agree to give me a C-section if it looks like we have a 10 pound baby. A lot of pregnant woman feel that they need to "accomplish" something by having a natural childbirth without drugs... not me!!! Load up the drugs and give me a walking epi right now if you want!! I'm a whimp and the easiest way to get this watermelon out is what I'm going for!! Is it too late for a surrogate??

Here is the belly at 24 weeks... not the best picture, but you can see King Jarro on the side...


I think thats about all for now, its Kentucky Derby day and that means that I need to start doing some research on my horse. I'm thinking that Lawyer Ron is the pick for me, but we shall see... I'll end up picking the horse with the worst odd's...