Well, a little wager with no real prize, just good old satisfaction of being right. Today marks my 39th week of pregnancy. I thought it might be fun to see if anyone can guess what baby girl's birthday will be. I keep telling myself it will be at least 2 more weeks so that I don't go crazy, but we'll see. A few stats to help with your guess:
Her due date is March 20th. T Jay was 5 days overdue, Summer was 10 days overdue and Matthew was born on his due date. The midwife I saw last week said that fourth babies don't usually go overdue.
And just a funny side note, while at the pool today (I know ND friends, sorry) a little boy about 6 years old asked me if I "had a ball in there." It made me laugh, because it definitely looks like I've got a ball in there!
Happy guessing! Oh, and by the way, I'll secretly love anyone who thinks I will go a little early, especially if they turn out to be right!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Just leave mean out of the day.
We went to Orlando this weekend to go to the Temple, replenish Jess' work wardrobe and to visit our friends, Paul and Gladys. We had a great time. We took the kids to the Orlando Science center which was a huge hit. We will be going back soon! This is a picture of our kids with Paul and Gladys' kids.I have two funny stories from the weekend, Enjoy:
We had lunch at the Panda Express at the Mall food court. The kids were really excited. After eating, we headed to do some shopping. T Jay was running down the hall with his fortune cookie in hand when he tripped and fell, sending his cookie flying. I picked it up for him (Jess was picking him up) and read the fortune that was inside. Ironically it said," Don't make haste, opportunity will find you." If only he would have read his fortune before he took off running, he wouldn't have "yard sale-d" himself along the food court. The food court spectators who watched this gave Jess and I funny looks for laughing at the situation. Too bad they weren't privy to the info in the cookie, they would have thought it was funny, too.
The next one happened on Saturday morning. The kids wanted to go swimming, eat at the pancake house and go to the science museum. Logistically, I thought it was best to swim first, get everyone dressed for the day, then eat and head to the Science museum. Jess thought that we should eat first, to avoid the Saturday crowds and then swim and then go to the science center. We did it my way (not really any surprises, right?!) but as we were talking about whether it was the most efficient, we started to get irritated with each other and I made a comment along the lines of,"well lets just start the day out with you being mean to me." T Jay was listening to our conversation and told me that "you shouldn't start the day out with mean, you should end it with mean." We laughed, and then after more thought, he said,"actually, you should just leave mean out of the day, ya know?" That was it, tension gone between us! Such smart words from a 6 year old. It's now on the list of favorite family sayings.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Things Summer and I have in common:
As I was driving around town today, I saw a very cool, classic Chevy car. I pointed it out to the kids and told them that I liked old cars and that I would love to have one to drive around town someday. T Jay asked me why (of course) and I told him that I just like old things. (especially things from the 40's and 50's-FYI) This gem of a conversation followed: Summer: "I like old things, too, Mom- (pause) and I like old people."
T. Jay: "You guys have something in common."
Me: "We have lots of things in common."
T. Jay: "What? You're beautiful, you like old things, and you like old people. That's three things."
Yep, Three things, I'll take it!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
It's all coming back to me...
As I was getting ready for bed last night, I was thinking that I need to update my blog, but that I really didn't have anything to post about. Somewhere between falling asleep and actually being asleep, I woke up with a little drool on my mouth. I guess I had my mouth open due to being congested. This isn't the first time this has happened, it's especially common during nap time. I will wake up and my pillow will be a little drool-y. It's very nice. Anyway, last night as I wiped the drool away I laughed a little as I remembered something that happened to me in High school.
It was Eleventh grade English class, taught by Mrs. Topper. I sat in the middle row, second to the last seat in the back row. I used to pass that class time by passing notes to my friend the whole hour. I know, great example for Summer some day! Anyway, this particular day I was too tired for note passing, so I decided to take a nap. It was "winter" in FL, so the boy who sat in front of me had a huge puffy jacket hung on the back of his chair. Now. I can't even begin to understand why he had such a big jacket in FL, but it worked out nicely for me. I pulled his two big puffy sleeves up on my desk for a pillow and took a nap. I must have been tired, because I slept the whole hour. Zonked! I got a friendly nudge right before the bell rang and woke up. As I sat up, I realized that there was a nice sized pool of drool on this boys coat sleeves. I was pretty embarrassed about this and frantically tried to wipe the drool off. I put his sleeves back down just as he pulled his jacket off of the chair and headed out of the classroom. I can't even begin to think what must have gone through his head as he tried to figure out why his sleeves were damp in such a strange area! Did I add that I really didn't even know this boy very well? Nope, just a quick "Hey, how's it going?" before class started. Very funny and embarrassing! It's funny how little memories get triggered. Never thought I'd think of that day again, much less this many years later!
It was Eleventh grade English class, taught by Mrs. Topper. I sat in the middle row, second to the last seat in the back row. I used to pass that class time by passing notes to my friend the whole hour. I know, great example for Summer some day! Anyway, this particular day I was too tired for note passing, so I decided to take a nap. It was "winter" in FL, so the boy who sat in front of me had a huge puffy jacket hung on the back of his chair. Now. I can't even begin to understand why he had such a big jacket in FL, but it worked out nicely for me. I pulled his two big puffy sleeves up on my desk for a pillow and took a nap. I must have been tired, because I slept the whole hour. Zonked! I got a friendly nudge right before the bell rang and woke up. As I sat up, I realized that there was a nice sized pool of drool on this boys coat sleeves. I was pretty embarrassed about this and frantically tried to wipe the drool off. I put his sleeves back down just as he pulled his jacket off of the chair and headed out of the classroom. I can't even begin to think what must have gone through his head as he tried to figure out why his sleeves were damp in such a strange area! Did I add that I really didn't even know this boy very well? Nope, just a quick "Hey, how's it going?" before class started. Very funny and embarrassing! It's funny how little memories get triggered. Never thought I'd think of that day again, much less this many years later!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Tennis Lessons
T Jay started taking tennis lessons about 3 weeks ago. He really has been enjoying them. The first week he saw a poster with some male tennis players on it that had a wrist sweat band on, so this week he wanted his sweat band and his hat on backward, you know, to look the part and all.
His favorite game is called "Poison ball" I think they practice jumping out of the way of balls on that one. Isn't he so cute?!
Summer passing the time. She has since started to attend gymnastics. Now that T Jay has seen all of the fun "things" that she gets to "play" on at gymnastics, he wants to switch to that. We may have a jack of all sports on our hands. Come to think of it, he does get distracted easily...Friday, February 20, 2009
Life...
This is going to be random and probably disjointed, but that is pretty but how my brain is running right now! It's a funny thing being a parent. It's amazing what you can learn, as well as what life is like.
For example, we've had several quotable quotes from T Jay this week. Since there is so much talk of the economy as of late, I thought this might help anyone who might need some advice: First, while Jess was messing with his Blackberry at dinner, T Jay asked him what he was doing. Jess replied, "I'm making money." To which T. Jay replied "life is not about money. It is about living." So let's get living.
If that doesn't work, this next bit might help. T Jay also asked Jess why he had to go to work all of the time. Jess told him that he had to work to earn money so he could buy us food. T Jay told him, "Dad, all you need to do is get a bucket and put a sign on it that says 'We need money' and when people walk by they'll give you money." So get your buckets folks! (I really hope this idea comes from the bell ringers over the holidays.)
And a little fire safety for those in need: We bought some shot gun shells at Wal-Mart the other day and T Jay wanted to know how the bullets worked. He got a brief tutorial on how the different layers in a bullet work together to fire. To this he said, "You never ever touch fire to a pile of gun powder in front of you. You want to throw a match at it." Should I be worried?
While I was at the chiropractor yesterday, I had my Matthew with me. As we were waiting, I was trying to find things to keep him entertained. As busy as he is, being strapped in is torture for him unless food is involved. With the food gone, I resorted to asking him questions. He watched a show where there was a cuckoo clock, so now all clocks are cuckoo clocks. Our game is to ask if any random thing is a cuckoo clock and then to say a dramatic no. He is also fond of knock, knock jokes. Here is how his version goes: Him, "Knock, knock." Me, "Who's there?" Him, " 'Nana." Me, "Banana who?" Him, "Owl." Me, " yep, owls say Hoo." It's very fun. Especially when repeated 25 times in a row.
And last, When I picked Summer up from school yesterday, she looked very mellow, sad even. I was wondering to myself which type of drama was coming. The "I got into trouble" kind or the "I'm mad at my friend." or my personal favorite, "I can be a drama queen if I want to." one. When I started to talk to her, and asked her what was wrong, she told me that her eyes were hot. This immediately got me thinking of the "My hair was hot" line in Napoleon Dynamite. She told me that she was outside in the sun and it made her eyes hot. (Ahh the "I can be dramatic if I want to" kind) It took me a bit to put everything together, but I finally figured out that she meant that her eyes were burning due to the fever she had. She got to spend the rest of the day resting on the couch.
Sometimes I think about how fun life was when it was just Jess and I. I used to just get out of the car and go in to a place. Just walked in. We took trips where relaxation was involved. We even had conversations all in one whack! But, I also think of what I'd be missing. It's a ton of work, but I love it. I couldn't imagine a life where I didn't repeat Knock, knock jokes endlessly.
For example, we've had several quotable quotes from T Jay this week. Since there is so much talk of the economy as of late, I thought this might help anyone who might need some advice: First, while Jess was messing with his Blackberry at dinner, T Jay asked him what he was doing. Jess replied, "I'm making money." To which T. Jay replied "life is not about money. It is about living." So let's get living.
If that doesn't work, this next bit might help. T Jay also asked Jess why he had to go to work all of the time. Jess told him that he had to work to earn money so he could buy us food. T Jay told him, "Dad, all you need to do is get a bucket and put a sign on it that says 'We need money' and when people walk by they'll give you money." So get your buckets folks! (I really hope this idea comes from the bell ringers over the holidays.)
And a little fire safety for those in need: We bought some shot gun shells at Wal-Mart the other day and T Jay wanted to know how the bullets worked. He got a brief tutorial on how the different layers in a bullet work together to fire. To this he said, "You never ever touch fire to a pile of gun powder in front of you. You want to throw a match at it." Should I be worried?
While I was at the chiropractor yesterday, I had my Matthew with me. As we were waiting, I was trying to find things to keep him entertained. As busy as he is, being strapped in is torture for him unless food is involved. With the food gone, I resorted to asking him questions. He watched a show where there was a cuckoo clock, so now all clocks are cuckoo clocks. Our game is to ask if any random thing is a cuckoo clock and then to say a dramatic no. He is also fond of knock, knock jokes. Here is how his version goes: Him, "Knock, knock." Me, "Who's there?" Him, " 'Nana." Me, "Banana who?" Him, "Owl." Me, " yep, owls say Hoo." It's very fun. Especially when repeated 25 times in a row.
And last, When I picked Summer up from school yesterday, she looked very mellow, sad even. I was wondering to myself which type of drama was coming. The "I got into trouble" kind or the "I'm mad at my friend." or my personal favorite, "I can be a drama queen if I want to." one. When I started to talk to her, and asked her what was wrong, she told me that her eyes were hot. This immediately got me thinking of the "My hair was hot" line in Napoleon Dynamite. She told me that she was outside in the sun and it made her eyes hot. (Ahh the "I can be dramatic if I want to" kind) It took me a bit to put everything together, but I finally figured out that she meant that her eyes were burning due to the fever she had. She got to spend the rest of the day resting on the couch.
Sometimes I think about how fun life was when it was just Jess and I. I used to just get out of the car and go in to a place. Just walked in. We took trips where relaxation was involved. We even had conversations all in one whack! But, I also think of what I'd be missing. It's a ton of work, but I love it. I couldn't imagine a life where I didn't repeat Knock, knock jokes endlessly.
Friday, February 13, 2009
35 weeks
Here I am at 35 weeks. I'm still not ready to begin the "we're almost there" countdown. 5 (maybe 6 or 7) weeks still seems far away! Baby is growing away and we are just waiting. I continue to receive great pictures of myself with a really large belly from the kids and lots of endearing belly rubs and belly hugs from the kids. I think they are ready to start counting down, they keep asking, "When is March going to be here?"! 
In case you couldn't see just how big the belly is, here's a close up. Matthew was my photographer again!On a high note, I went to a Chiropractor this week to see if he could help with a pain in my lower spine region. It turns out that the way my spine was positioned, it was making one of my legs almost 2 inches shorter than the other! My body is getting used to being upright, and I hope the irritated nerve calms down soon. He said delivery should be even easier with everything in the right place! Yea!! By the way, thanks for all of the great baby names. I'm sure that it will be a last second decision, because that's kind of how I roll with names! If you have any last minute ideas, please share!
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