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Sunday, April 27, 2014

2014 - Week 17

I'll be honest right up frong, this week was pretty quiet. I don’t have a ton to report on until the weekend rolled around. I also really sucked it up on the photo taking front as well. Oops, sorry for the ultra-boring week, readers!

Monday was just a pretty standard Monday. I really don’t have much to report. Christian and I were off to work, the girls were off to school. The evening was play time, some TV, dinner, bath and bed. This is pretty much life…

On Tuesday I as off to my weekly check-up during lunch. It was actually the best appointment I’ve had in quite some time. My blood pressure was not only good, it was actually NORMAL. I can’t even tell you the last time I had a normal blood pressure reading. Ann, my midwife, didn’t think the baby was feeling quite as big as it had been, so we’re hopeful that baby’s growth has slowed a little bit. For once, I felt like I left the appointment breathing a sigh of relief, rather than having something new to panic over. Something new to derail my birth plans. It was a very good feeling. After the appointment, I was back to work to finish off the day. Can I just say, I am SO, SO, SOOOOOO sick of traffic. I have traffic under normal circumstances, but my road rage and annoyance level definitely grows when I’m pregnant. I feel like you can just never win, if it’s not ice/snow/rain slowing everything down, it’s construction, or an accident, or a stalled car, or, in todays’ case, a grassfire. Yes, a GRASSFIRE, smack dab in the middle of the city. I mean, come on! I just with everybody could just drive normal, and stop worrying so much about everything else going on, it would make such a difference. By the time I get the girls and get home, it’s right to making dinner and I’m exhausted. I’m sure a lot of it is pregnancy related, but still, annoyed!

Wednesday was another pretty boring day. I did however get Olivia’s baseball information, which I’m SUPER excited about. Softball was my sport growing up, I played from about 6 years old through high school and just loved it. I’m hoping the girls, or at least one of the kids, will follow in my footsteps. There is no t-ball league in our area, they go right into coach pitch, so I’m a little nervous about that. Olivia is most worried about catching the ball, which makes me laugh a little. We just keep telling her that everybody is learning. I was quite disappointed to find out that she is the ONLY girl on her team. I’m hoping we can spin that as a good thing, and she doesn’t panic because of it. There’s actually only 4 girls in the whole “league”. How sad is that?!? Since when don’t girls play “t-ball”?

Again, Thursday was pretty quiet. Not much going on, which at this point, is a good thing. I will share one event from the day that just pushed me over the edge emotionally. When I picked the girls up from school tonight I gave Olivia a hug, then started making my way to get Amelia. As I walked away, one of the other little girls went running over to Olivia, calling her name. As I left the room I heard Olivia saying “No she’s not, you can’t say that!” and go over to tell her teacher what was going one. The teacher got really upset and put the girl in a timeout. I knew she had said something about me. As we walked outside I asked Olivia what happened and she said “Eva told me that you are fat and I told her you’re not and told Miss Carla.” Even though I pretty much knew that’s what had happened, and knew this was coming from a 5 year old that really doesn’t know any better, it made me very emotional. I started crying in the car and I just couldn’t shake it the rest of the night. Kids can be so cruel, without even realizing it. Although, can I just say, I was SO proud of the way Olivia stood up for me. You could never really know how your kid would react to a situation like that, and I feel like she handled it perfectly. With each passing day, I’m definitely ready to move on from the pregnancy phase though, I don’t like feeling so bad about myself, over something that should be so amazing.

My TBT photo this week was a flashback to our last day as a family of 3, as we prepare for our last day as a family of 4!

On Friday, after plowing through some work, I spent a good portion of the day cleaning my cubicle, getting my timesheets done for the next few weeks and sending out the last of the instructions on my work for the people taking over while I’m out. Work wise, I’m officially ready to go…anytime. Literally, I’m ready to go! It would not be the end of the world if I didn’t return after this weekend, that’s for sure. Other than that, one of my favorite things about summer is watching the girls on the playground with all of their friends when I get there to pick them up. I find it very interesting to see how they really play and interact without us around. Olivia is always with the same little group of kids, usually all girls, and they are TOTALLY the little girl group on the playground…they run, they scream, they squeal, they laugh. Amelia on the other hand, is often on a timeout when I get there, sitting on the bench with the teacher. Today was no exception. She just can’t keep herself out of trouble. I find it very interesting that they are rarely playing together. They each do their own thing, with their own friends, which isn’t unusual, but being so close in age, I do think it’s interesting that they don’t play together, or play in the same little group. Once I finally loaded them up, we made our way home and had a pretty quiet Friday…dinner, some more playtime and a movie before bed. We did spend a little time around our first fire of the summer, which was great! Nothing too exciting.

She was acting up, getting in trouble, but even though I was the worst mom ever for disciplining her, she still takes a picture with me. Awwww!

Olivia played photographer for a while tonight...

Our ducks have been roaming the neighborhood this year

Our first bonfire of the summer. YES!



On Saturday, things started to pick up for a pretty busy weekend. For  me, the main event of the day was the baby shower my friends offered to throw for me. For Christian, he was off to our nieces’ First Communion ceremony and lunch, which was unfortunately scheduled for the same day as the shower (but not known until just a couple weeks ago). I was pretty bummed that I couldn’t be there (we are the girls’ godparents afterall), but I was not aware of the ceremony until it was too late to change the shower. So, Christian got himself ready, and was off to his parents’ to go with them. I took our girls to swim class, then we were off to the shower. It was a pretty small shower…no games, just some food, some conversation and some gifts. It was perfect! I had so much fun catching up with friends and spending some time with all of them. The girls came with and it was really fun to have them there with me. We got some pretty awesome gifts too…a lot of the little necessities, which is perfect. I was bummed when it was over and time to call it a day, but it was so appreciated, and I was pretty exhausted. The girls ended up talking my mom into taking them for a while, so they left with her to hang out at her house for a bit. Christian met me at home and emptied the gifts out of the van, then was off to have a couple drinks with a friend, while I rested and started putting some of the new stuff away. Everything is getting more real, so exciting!! My mom brought the girls home just in time to get into their jammies, watch a couple of videos and go to bed. I wasn’t far behind.

















On Sunday, I was on a mission. Christian was on Dad duty for the day, while I spent the day cleaning and nesting away. I finished putting away all of the new baby stuff AND I finished re-organizing the kids’ room and closet to fit everything. That was quite a chore, but finally done! I spent some time doing our weekly chores…some laundry, picking up, dishes. The usual. And, finally, we were all off to Target to “finish” our registry and get the last of anything we need before baby comes. We’ll pretty much just need to get some clothes once we FINALLY know, boy or girl, and we’ll be set. I can’t wait!!

You forget how cute and soft and cuddly new baby stuff is!

Today I also turned 38 weeks. I know I say it every week, but I honestly can’t believe we’re almost there. We’re SOOOOOO close, it could literally be any time now. I know we’re in for quite a shock when baby does come, even though everybody says going from 2 to 3 is nothing, I’m still nervous! To be honest, I’m really nervous about the whole newborn stage again. As cute and sweet and cuddly as newborns are, it’s really not my favorite stage. Starting over with breastfeeding, the completely unscheduled way of living, the long nights and exhausting days, playing the guessing game every time baby cries or seems upset…it’s definitely overwhelming. But, as scary as it is, I just can’t wait to meet this little one and complete our family. To see how we adjust and change and grow as a complete unit. To see how the girls react and what they think. To have the chance to watch another little person grow into their own being. Those are the things that are so exciting to me. Almost there!! I didn't get a chance to take a weekly picture this week...my mind just wasn't in it.

Until Next Week! XOXO

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