Archives for March 2008

March 27th

I got to spend the entire day with Zander at school. What a FUN day we had!

After school, I asked him if he liked having me there.

He replied, “Yep. But not during rest time. You made me listen!”

March 26th

We were on the way home from church tonight, and we were discussing the baby that is due in October. Ash kept saying that she’s hoping for a girl, but I told her that I *KNOW* beyond the shadow of a doubt that it is a boy.

We then got on the topic of names. Z has decided that he wants to name this baby boy “Peter Pan.” I explained to him that we cannot name this baby Peter Pan, and tried to get him to come up with other names.

A minute later, he says, “Mom. My arms are crossed. Do you know why they are crossed?” I asked why, and he replied, “Because I want to name this baby Peter Pan, and you won’t let me!”

Stubborn little stinker!

March 25th

It’s been a crazy few days around here, since Lulu ended up in the hospital, so I have some catching up to do.

First, we have Z, who is determined to change his name. To what, you ask? Why, the name that all little boys desire, “Cinderella.” SIGH. Obviously, hubby’s gonna have to get him into some “man” things! 😉

Apparently, the other day, Gene told Z he would help him get his video game started as soon as he (Gene) got out of the bathroom. Zander waited for what seemed like hours, and when Gene came out, he said, “Dad. You took forever. Let me show you how long it should take!”

This child is a handful. Sweet as pie, but he knows it all! 🙂

I’ll try and do better at staying on top of this now!

March 20th

This week has been rough on all of us. Everyone in the house has a cough, no one is sleeping well, and everyone is just plain cranky.

I put the boys to bed early tonight, and a few days ago, Gene and I made the rule that the boys were not to have any more water in their room. It was causing them to get up 100 times and delaying how long until they fell asleep.

Well, Z was upset that I wouldn’t let him have water in his room. He was vocally displaying how upset he was.

All of a sudden, I hear Jace say, “Just stop whining about it!”

At least I’m not the only one tired of the whining!

March 19th

JJ and I were snuggling on the couch this afternoon while watching a movie. He turns to me, grabs my face with both hands and says, “Mom. I like watching this movie with you.” I smiled and replied, “And I love watching movies with you, too!”

To which he replied, “No! I only like watching this movie with you.”

Guess we’ll just have to watch that movie together from now on! 😉

UUUUUgggggghhhhhhh.

There’s just no other way to describe it. I am getting my butt kicked by this morning sickness!

The doctor gave me meds, and they have helped – tremendously. But, I still get sick the first thing every morning!

Last night I was up all night with a very sick baby girl. Lulu got the pukes and went all night long. That meant I got about 20 minutes of sleep altogether.

Today I am just so wiped out that I can’t function! How am I going to make it through the day with an 18 month old that’s still sick, and a 3 year old that isn’t feeling well either. I guess I just have to hope that they nap at the same time so that I can lie down, too.

But even most days when I do get a good night’s rest, I still have ZERO motivation. There’s so much I should do, but I just don’t have the energy to do it.

I hope this all goes away after the first trimester. I need a little pep back in my life!

March 18th

I picked Z and Ash up from school today, and Z was so excited to tell me all about his day. I heard about his time with the speech therapist, the treat that the speech therapist gave him, how William called him a “book-bag head,” and on, and on, and on, and on. After a few minutes, he says, “Mom, I need you to call my teacher.” When I asked why, he told me, “Because I was so good today, and I need a special treat from you. Call my teacher so she can tell you how good I was!”

The child will do anything to get a special treat. (And, no, I didn’t call the teacher, and he didn’t get the “special treat” until his dinner plate was clean.)

March 17th

Today was Pa’s 86th birthday. He sure doesn’t look – or act! – that old!

He came down to our house to help fix the fence so that the cow didn’t get back in our yard. While he was there, I asked Z how old he thought Pa was. Z thought for a second and said, “Hmmm. I don’t know. 6?” I said, “No, honey, he’s 86 today.” Z’s eyes got as big as saucers and he asked, “Is that how old God is, too?”

March 16th

JJ hasn’t been feeling well the past few days. He slept all night last night and hardly coughed at all, so I thought he was on the upswing. We went to church, and by the time we got home, the poor kid was just miserable.

I told JJ to lie on the couch and rest his eyes, and told him that I would stay home with him tonight so that he could feel better.

Zander walks over and says, “Mom, I feeled my head and it feeled so hot. I think I’m burnin’ on fire.”

Little stinker just wanted to stay home, too. He’s just fine, though, and had a ball at church. 🙂

Hoping JJ is better tomorrow.

March 15th

We were on the way to do a little shopping and grab some dinner, and Z & Ash were in the back of the minivan. Ashley was trying to spell “spaghetti.” She’d get through a few letters, then stop and start again. She did this quite a few times, and Z finally turned to her and said, “Ash, will you just give up?!”

Crazy pregnancy cravings & aversions

Most people have them. Sometimes they’re weird, other times, not so weird.

For example, with my first pregnancy, I only wanted ice cream. There wasn’t really anything I didn’t want. 😉

With my second, I wanted root beer floats ALL the time. Hubby was always kind enough to make sure we had caffeine free root beer and vanilla ice cream in the house. With this pregnancy, I absolutely could not stand the sight or smell of cucumbers. (Which is crazy, because I LOVE cucumbers!)

My third pregnancy, I had to have eggs. Deviled, scrambled, hard boiled, it didn’t matter. I just had to have them. I had the same aversion to cucumbers that I had with the second pregnancy.

With my fourth pregnancy, it was Taco Bell. I’d make hubby drive thru for dinner several times a week. As for aversions, I really didn’t have any. Must be something about carrying a girl that makes me want to eat!

With this pregnancy, I want tomatoes. ALL THE TIME. On salad, on grilled cheese, on baked potatoes, everything. I can’t eat a tomato like an apple, but I sure want them on everything! As for aversions, right now it’s to anything that smells. Smells are just killing me right now. The kids were eating doritos the other night and I had to make them put them away. I just couldn’t take the smell!

Ok, so there’s mine. It’s your turn! Tell me your crazy cravings or aversions during pregnancy!

March 14th

The boys had just gotten ready for bed, Z in his SuperMan pj’s and JJ in his Buzz Lightyear jammies. Here’s how the conversation went when I asked them to hop up on a chair so I could brush their teeth:

Me: “Zander, hop up here and let me brush your teeth.”
Z: “Mom, I am not Zander. I’m Superman!”
Me: “Oh, Sorry. Superman, hop up here and let me brush your teeth.”

He happily jumps up, gets his teeth brushed, and hops off to bed. JJ’s turn…..

Me: “Ok, Buzz, it’s your turn!”
JJ: “Mom. My name is not Buzz. My name is Jace. You have to call me Jace.”

Well, ok then. Seems Mom just can’t win tonight!

March 13th

I was in a rush to get JJ & Lulu to Grandma’s office so that I could get to my ultrasound appointment at the hospital. In my haste, I neglected to grab Lulu’s paci. We were stopped at a red light and I turned around and looked at Lulu. I thought about the paci, and said, “Oh, SNAP! I forgot your paci, baby girl!”

Jace looks at Lulu, then glances at me in the mirror and says, “Oh, Mom. She’ll be just fine.”

He’s so smart!

Baby’s first ultrasound!

Had the ultrasound today. That was interesting.

They told me to drink 36 ounces of water an hour beforehand. Well, I did that, and by the time I got to Grandma’s office to drop of JJ & Lulu, I had to pee. So, I did. I went across the street to the hospital, and by the time I got checked in, I had to pee again! They finally took me back, and she started the ultrasound. She pushed and pushed on my stomach for 10 minutes, but couldn’t find the baby, and couldn’t find my right ovary. The entire time, she’s telling me how full my bladder is. (Duh! I drank a LOT of water.) So, she has me go empty my bladder and she decides to do a trans-vaginal ultrasound. (Is that what they’re called? I’ve never had one before.) Anyway, she gets the wand in place and says, “Ummm…. your bladder is still completely full!” SIGH. So, I get up, empty again, and come back. STILL FULL!! We did this 5 times before I finally got empty enough for her to see anything!!!

After that whole ordeal, she was finally able to see the baby AND find my right ovary. LOL.

Baby is measuring small…. which is exactly what I expected. I knew I had ovulated late, and that’s why I was getting the faint + pregnancy tests. Baby is officially measuring 6 weeks and 6 days, which puts my due date at October 31st.

We were able to see the heartbeat which has to be one of the sweetest sights in the world.

She didn’t tell me much, but I assume all is well. If not, I’ll find out about it at my next doctor’s appointment on April 2nd.

Here’s “Baby Boo”:

Catching back up!

We are FINALLY back online. What a crazy 6 months it has been.

And, no, don’t worry. I won’t be posting 6 months of crazy sayings tonight.

However, I do want to share a few of my absolutely favorites with you……

  • The night that we moved down to GA, Ashley and I were talking in the van. She was quite nervous about starting school, and asked me if she was going to be starting the next day. I told her no, and that it was probably going to take us a week or so before we got settled in and started her in school. Relief washed over her and she said, “Good. That gives me enough time to learn the language!” (Like these Southerners speak a whole different language! 😉 )
  • Zander started preschool in January. After his first day, I asked him how he liked it. He replied, “It was good. But did you know they had a rest time? They made me lay down and not talk for like one hundred hours.” Poor kid. He’s doing so well in school, but he does NOT like rest time!
  • We recently found out that baby #5 is on the way. JJ, the 3 year old, has been quite excited, and has it all figured out. Z is going to take care of Lulu so that JJ can take care of the new baby. Isn’t he sweet?!
  • I got Lucy ready for church this evening and threw her in a little gymboree sundress. JJ got so excited, he shouted, “Mom!! Lucy has dessert all over her dress!!” (No, she didn’t spill anything on it… the print was little ice cream cones all over the dress.)

I’m looking forward to starting this back up!! And be sure to check out the pregnancy blog for the latest info on “peanut.”

First Prenatal Appointment

Since we’re in Georgia now, it meant that I had to find a new doctor. I heard through the grapevine that there was a doctor in our county that specializes in high risk pregnancies and womens issues. My first appointment was with her this afternoon. Perfect day to go to the doctor since the morning sickness has been AWFUL today, I figured maybe she could see how miserable I was and offer some relief.

I walk into the doctors office and fill out the necessary paperwork. A little while later, the nurse calls me back. I get on the scale, (we’ll just skip that part from now on – considering I haven’t even lost the weight from Ms. Lulu yet!), give my “sample,” and head back to a room. The nurse takes my tempreature, blood pressure, pulse – all the normal stuff. Then, I sit and wait for the doctor.

A few minutes later, the door opens, and in walks the TALLEST, prettiest, and youngest doctor I have ever seen. Now, I am 5 foot 9, so I’m not a short person, but this doctor made me feel short, fat, and ugly just by looking at her! We talked for a few minutes, and I came to find out that she is also the NICEST doctor I have ever seen in my life. We discussed all of the other pregnancies (preterm labor with all of them, bed rest with all of them, JJ’s knot in his cord, Lulu’s 2 vessel cord, etc., etc., etc.) and she immediately labeled me as a high risk pregnancy. Now, in our town, this could be a big problem. The hospitals here are not equipped to handle babies born before 36 weeks. If something happens, I will need to go down to Gainesville. (Which is about an hour and a half to two hours away!) She decided that for my 20 week appointment/ultrasound, she’ll send me down to Gainesville to meet their high-risk specialist. That way, he and I will have met, and I’ll be a little more comfortable with heading down there if something were to happen.

I spent about an hour total with the doctor, and left feeling better than I EVER have after a doctor’s visit. It’s going to be SO nice seeing ONE doctor instead of one of 6 in the practice.

On Thursday, I go for a dating ultrasound and just to make sure everything is going well. Since my cycle was so far off, this may push my due date back a little farther. I guess we’ll see on Thursday!

Can you even believe it?

I thought for sure that my pregnancy blog with Lucy would be my last. Little did I know that God had VERY different plans!

My cycles are never different. Every 24 – 26 days, I know exactly what to expect. My next cycle was due to start February 10th, 11th, or 12th. When I still hadn’t started on the 13th, I knew something was off. I bought a pregnancy test, and the next morning, as soon as I woke up, I took the test. Negative. Hmmmm….. I’m never late. Not unless I’m pregnant. So, I waited 3 more days. Sunday morning (the 17th), I tested again – first thing. This time, I got a VERY faint + sign. Hubby still wasn’t convinced, so he made me go out and buy another 2 pack of tests. That same afternoon, I took another test and got another faint +. Still not convinced, he wanted me to wait 3 more days and take the other test. On Wednesday the 20th, I took the last test and it was still just a faint +. Hubby still wasn’t believing it, so on Thursday, I made an appointment with a doctor. They did a test and I got another faint +. But, it was enough of a + sign that they gave me written proof to show hubby that I am indeed pregnant.

The only thing I can figure is that this last cycle was WAY off and was going to be way longer than normal. My guess is that the faint + signs meant that I was just testing too early and that my cycle wasn’t due to start for a few more days.

Anyway, it’s been almost a month and my belly has popped (the joy of having 4 previous pregnancies), and I am throwing up every day. I have no doubt that there will be a baby arriving sometime in October.

First doctor’s appointment is tomorrow. I’ll let you know what happens!!