The best laid plans...

Well, today was our last ultrasound before we are to meet our little one to be... we were certain from the last ultrasound (16 weeks ago) that it was a girl...ok, well 95% certain. It just so happens we are those lucky people that fall into the 5% category... and really, we only just happened to find out...

The ultrasound went something like this...

"Look, there is the face- has mamma's nose, and there are the lips...and spine is over here, and buttocks... and...hmmmmm...that's interesting..." I nervously say- "what?, what's interesting?" Dr says, "well, it might be a boy...no, it's a girl....hmmmmm, no- it's A BOY!!!" K and I say, "are you sure?!" 'Yep, it's a boy!" "see, you can only be 95% sure with a girl, but once you see the parts, you can be 100% sure it's a boy!" Silence, than "NO WAY!!!!" Laughter from us both fills the room...

well, there you have it, our girl's name will have to wait a little while longer!

Although a bit shocked and sad to put away all the adorable pink things, I am THRILLED to have another boy to add to our family. We do love our boys around here :)

God really does have a sense of humor!

And all that glorious planning? all those perfectly sorted bins, neatly stacked clothes all sorted and folded? They will have to wait, be placed into storage bins for a future hope of what may one day be...and now, I must go sort though all the bins from my little boy- for his brother :)

sigh. happy day, full of surprises...I am sure this will be one of many to come...

Not Me Monday

In spite of my exhaustion from a long trip, I will join in the fun of Not Me Monday with MckMama ...

I most certainly did not give my child a nutella sandwich just because he asked for it, telling myself that it had to be better than many other alternatives...I did not cook the dinner I had planned for my sweet husband to eat while I was gone (before I left) because I was too tired to come up with something different... I did not laugh hysterically when my son peed on , got into my make up and got it all over and then pood on every last piece of a mattress we were sleeping on... I did not have my sweet charming husband carry all the bags, plus sit with our son on both of our flights last night, nor did I have him take the elevator while I took the shortcut down the escalator to baggage claim...

No, that must have been my other self, not collected, organized and calm while 8 1/2 months pregnant me...

Not Me Monday

I most certainly do not feel compelled to write this post just in the vein hope that I will possibly win something... especially something as cute as the hats from briarclaire that mckmama is giving away...no, i would never blog instead of taking a nap while 8 mo pregnant while mothering a cranky two year old who is sleeping...never.
I also would never  bribe said two year old in the last week with chocolate milk and a favorite cartoon on the couch to try and steal away another 30 minutes of sleep...never...not me...
In fact the woman I have not become has started bribing (lets call it bartering, ok?) all sorts of things out of people...like bowls of ice cream for a kiss...
not me...
:)

Blueberries...

Besides the slight heat exhaustion that the mommies seem to have this afternoon, today was a success.  We went blueberry picking… 3 kids, two mommies- each with a bun in the oven…  the kids seem to have no lasting effect from the 95 degree 99% humidity…mommies on the other hand, came home with migraines, starving, and needing more water than should be appropriate :)

We also came home with enough blueberries for a few pies, and the smallest two of us with full blueberry bellies…

This was what we saw the little ones doing most...

The three musketeers...wouldn't pose for apic... the oldest tyke insisting it was too hot for a shirt...mommies agreed...but decided not to follow suit... :)



Great blueberry quality control here...until he got tired of the whole business...

Our smallest, M, decided it was her job to eat all of the blueberries as fast as her hands could get to them...she especially liked the ones in the bag, pre-picked for her!!  (Don't we all? :)

I mean who could resist that sweaty little head?

 

Can't you almost taste the sweetness?

Out of the mouths of moms

One of my favorite blogs...written by a woman who has 4.75 children (one due very soon)...does an out of the mouths of moms post...so I am going to join in- mostly because I was just telling one of my best girlfriends that we should record and write a book about all the things we say daily to our children...and I really started noticing this when I would be on the phone with my girlfriends who have children at home...our conversations usually go something like this...

"Hey!  How are you?...No sweetie, you may NOT have a popsicle right now, please close the freezer...What have you been up to today?... I said no... and yes, you are letting the cold air out...but mostly you are unfreezing the cold stuff in the freezer... Really?  How did that go, did the kids have fun?... Because we keep the stuff in the freezer to save for other days when we need it- for things like dinner.  No, we cannot get everything warm- because it would all go bad, and that would be a waste... Yeah, we went to the park, but it was too hot, so then I decided to run errands, and little one got cranky, so we came home, ate lunch and both took naps...no sweetie, it is dinner time.  Yes, I am fixing dinner.  Yeah, remake leftover night...yes, darling, you can watch.   Yeah, we had my version of cheesy ratatulle and now I am making it into a pasta...yes sweetie, I have to boil water-IT"S HOT!  DON"T TOUCH IT!!  Yep, with wheat pasta- yeah, it's really easy!  NO, move your stool over to THIS side PLEASE.  Yeah, I'll get you the recipe...


And, this was just MY side of the conversation...all the while her side went more like this...
"Good!  Hey guys, don't pull on that...Yeah, we went to the pool today...no darling, do not take that away from her like that- she had it first that's why.   Yes, that is why she is screaming, please be a nice big brother and give it back...yes, you are good at sharing...Yeah, they are getting be be quite the little fish!  M has this little boy that he has just loved playing with while we were there, and they play so nicely...I think next summer real swimming lessons...ok sweetie, you can stop screaming now, you have the toy back...yes, my sweet drama queen... Yeah, we all got naps too- I have been so tired!  Dinner time there?  Whatchya cookin'?  Yes sweetie, mommy is tired, yes I know you aren't tired, you told me already.  Could you please go get that crayon from your sister?...Because wall art without paper is not a good idea- you know that- now please, go get it...ooo, that sounds good- will everyone eat it? Thanks!


Ahh, the sweet sound of motherhood.  And my childless friend wonder why I cannot call them until after 8pm...they would feel completely neglected, or never want to have kids...or hopefully, just laugh their heads off at the joy I have chosen in my life!

Who knew?

Well, actually, I am sure lots of people...anyone with any experience, that is. For those of us blissfully unaware until we live it, words cannot convey what life brings...plus, I am quite sure that everyone experiences life a bit differently, so, it is never quite the same for any two of us. What is it I am talking about you ask?

Well, days like this. Trying to both convey how I feel, and not throw a pity party might be difficult, but just bear with me for a moment.

Who knew being pregnant with your second (or subsequent, I am assuming) could be both very enjoyable and make you want to pull all your hair out or go hibernate until the little darling was cooked?
Who knew a two year old could both be so sweet and loving and yet drive you completely mad- with no escape, not even tears (your own) could make you feel more able to handle it... and yet, so full of love for said two year old that you wish he would stay two forever?
Who knew that organizing tight quarters could be so overwhelming, so much so that you nearly burst into tears just thinking about it?
Who knew you could miss your mother more now, nearly in your 30s than when you were out of the house as a teen?
Who knew you could walk around a grocery store with a screaming toddler, holding back your nausea from turning mess and still try and grab a deal on peanut butter? Yet, alas, I have not mastered the smile to the lady giving you an evil eye for having such a misbehaved child in her presence...
Who knew that the thought of another load of laundry could bring you to your knees in tears...more the thought of folding it and getting it to proper drawers...?
Who knew all of this would make me such an emotional basket-case?
Who knew that still having 9 weeks of pregnancy, while feeling like you could not grow another inch, be any more nauseous, or have any more back pain, or have your mind filled with too many what if's could make you feel so weak as an individual?
well, I sure am learning it all first hand.

Also, let me share with you, so maybe I'll get one less- how's the nursery coming-s...
Because here is how is it coming... :)

Actually, I can laugh at this. Because I know that it will come together...eventually. I just pray that it is BEFORE sweet pea decides to arrive. Can't you see it? Turquoise walls...or khacki if I can't find the bedding I want...built ins, organized...cute art... yep, it's all....well, we aren't there yet. But the wood will be on it's way out this weekend (fingers crossed, prayers flying) being finished into the desk that will be in the living area...and the wall you can't see it where those bools in bins are coming from, as that will eventually be a built-in... yeah. there is much progress that needs to be made. I think my sweet hubby is overwhelmed too. But, in his case, he is not being forced from within to slow down with commitments...
Well, thankfully we even HAVE a room like this to work with...just not sure where all that OTHER stuff is going to go yet... yard sale anyone? :)

Today was free meal day at Chic-fil-a...if you dressed up like a cow...
Being ever ready for a deal challenge, I was moo-ingly glad to try :)

Here we are, all smiles at Chic-fil-a...full meals, full bellies, rang up at $0 (ok, I paid a whopping $1.50 for a white tee, headbands to attach the ears, and felt...everything else we had on hand...or hoof, should I say)

Kent was a little hesitant about the whole thing, but obliged to my big blue cow eyes...and the fact that I missed a nap to make everything (I think he might have been scared of me being a "mad cow" had he not;)