Six things

1. It was my mom's birthday Sunday. We went to my sister's to celebrate. Happy Birthday, Mom!


2. So, I've been slacking with 365. No surprise there. I've missed a few days here and there. But the worst is how far behind I am on the blog. So I've decided to post my pictures on Shuttercal. It's much faster to upload them there. And there displayed in a cute little calendar plus there's room for descriptions and comments. The link is on the right. I'm still on January, but I'll be adding some each day until I get caught up.

3. Michael had a scrimmage this past Saturday. The weather was gorgeous. The girls loved it. Baseball season is going to be a big hit with them this year. Myrtle Beach is coming up, and then we'll be busy with games...weather permitting, of course. Stupid snow.


4. Did you watch Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution? Loved it. It's on tomorrow night and I believe they're airing the hour from last week again. You should watch it. It's crazy what kids are eating in school. The waste - they throw so much away. And the government requirments for lunches. I'm no expert, and I don't know ever rule there is, but why do kids need two breads at lunch? Just asking. You can sign the Food Revolution petition by clicking on the link over on the right. There's also more information on what Jamie Oliver is doing, nutritional guidelines, recipes and more. It certainly made me think about what I'm feeding my kids. Of course, all my big plans of changes to be made are on hold until I'm feeling good enough to cook actual meals again.

5. Speaking of healthy eating, you should check out my cousin Kelly's blog. What are my kids eating?

6. We went to the park this past Friday. It was only 50 maybe. It felt nice when we left home. But it's awfully windy at this park. Which wouldn't have mattered. But the ice cream truck was there. Yep. Mid-March and we had ice cream. Good thing about being a bit chilly, it doesn't melt as fast. The girls didn't eat much. I think Mackenzie might've gotten more on her than in her mouth. And there was no way Emma was ever going to finish that popsicle. But it was a fun, unexpected surprise to get ice cream that day. It made us smile. Okay, me smile because my girls were just plain giddy and getting ice cream.

While we haven't been doing a lot...

We've done some things this month. Unfortunately I really haven't felt well. So nauseous, the never-ending fatigue. Throw in a week's worth of cold and cough and it hasn't been too exciting around here. I'm so ready to feel like myself again!

So here's part one of what will be many recaps, since I have to go back to January basically. Crap, I don't think I ever even covered Christmas!

At church playgroup earlier this month Mackenzie decided to stamp a dinosaur on her face.


I finally replaced my broken sunglasses. Yes. I wore them like this for two months. Well, when I wasn't wearing Michael's. I just had to remember to take them off before getting out of my car. Unfortunately, sometimes I forgot. Which was embarrassing.


Took Mackenzie to the outlets while Emma was in school one morning. Replaced above sunglasses. We fed the ducks. Mackenzie played on the playground (although that was a bit difficult with all the snow on the ground) and drove a car. Also picked her up a pink tutu skirt which she loves.




Shelby turned 17. 17. Can I say it again - 17. She's now older than I was when she was born.


Visited Marty and Abby and I managed to get this picture right before we left. Everyone's looking but Mac. 4/5 isn't bad, I guess. Michael always wonders why we (as in me and his mom) wait until the end of the night to take the group picture. I wish I knew. But it always works out that way.


We went out to lunch with Mike, our boot camp instructor. He leaves soon for California then Afghanistan. We'll be counting down the months until next March and he returns. At that time, I will be desperate to lose the baby weight. We plan on sending him care packages full of wipes, juice boxes and fruit snacks. I love that Karen is holding Bitty Baby. Notice Mackenzie is not in this picture. She was busy climbing over the booth seats.


And with that, I'm heading to bed. Where I will toss and turn and get up to use the bathroom at least 3 times before finally falling asleep around 1 am.

Ten on Tuesday Pregnancy

1. Baby number three is due September 30.

2. I know. It was pretty obvious (at least to some) with me ignoring this blog and not being on facebook that often. But, I had to wait and see Missy so she could use her Super Pregnancy Detection Powers on me. I've felt so crappy I didn't know when that would happen. Thankfully last Friday was a good day, otherwise it might've been April before this went up.

3. As of yesterday, I'm 11 weeks along.

4. And I look like this already:


(Picture by Missy this past Friday, 10 weeks 2 days. Although I don't think dark red is really the color for showing off the already growing baby bump. And please excuse the bad hair. That was the first time I'd left my house since Monday except to take Emma to school.)

5. And at 8 weeks, I already had this:

See the wee little belly already showing?
(Photo courtesy of Emma one morning before working out.)

6. Here's the thing. I know with Mackenzie I showed earlier than with Emma. So I knew I'd show early this time. But really? Already?! Yesterday I had a fitted sweater on and Beth (my neighbor/friend from across the street) did a double take when I stood up. I think her words were something along the line of, "Oh my gosh! you popped out already!" Yes. Yes I did.

7. I found out pretty early this time around. I took a test on January 15th, at 3 weeks and 2 days. (I'd been nauseous and strangely mean to my husband. Like I knew I was being unreasonable and saying things I shouldn't, yet I couldn't stop.) Took it in the morning and got this.


If you look closely you'll see a very faint line. That afternoon I took another. Same faint line so I called Michael. The conversation went something like this:

Me (whispering): Michael. I think I'm pregnant.

Michael: That's good, right?

Me: Yeah. But I'm not sure. The line's really faint. I'm going to get a digital test.



8. That evening I took another test and got this:



Michael's parents were here, although I can't remember why, and as soon as I'd gotten back from the store I ran upstairs to use the bathroom while they were getting ready to leave. Then immediately called Michael again, hiding out in the bathroom.

Me (whispering again): Michael. It's positive. I'm pregnant.

Michael: What? Did you tell my parents already?

Me: No! I'm upstairs. They're leaving right now.

Michael: Congratulations.

Me: Congratulations to you too.

Michael: I gotta go to practice.

Me: Okay. Bye.



Emma's pregnancy - big to do with card, baby gift, etc.

Mackenzie's pregnancy - I told him while standing in the kitchen making dinner.

Baby #3 - a short, hushed phone conversation.

If we were to ever have #4 (and we're not) he'll probably find out via text.



9. Positive pregnancy test count - 5. Yes. I took 5. Michael said the reason pregnancy is so expensive is all the tests women buy. He's probably right.

10. I've been reminded often in the last two months that I just don't do pregnancy well. Morning sickness is in full effect. Even with the Zofran, I'm still throwing up. Although I do seem to be having good days/weeks and bad days/weeks instead of all bad. But last week, even with the highest does of Zofran I can take, I spent a lot of time hanging out in the bathroom. I keep taking it though, my theory is it'll be worse without it. And the fatigue. Oh my. I swear it's worse this time. Emma's brain is being rotten by Nick Jr. because I just can't stay awake in the afternoon. And when I complain to Lisa, she kindly reminds me, "You wanted #3!" Ha! Yes, I did! And I'm so so so happy. I can't wait to meet his little guy/girl. :)