Saturday, March 23, 2013

Oh hey.

No, I didn't fall off the face of the earth. And no, I haven't had the baby yet.

So, hello, forty weeks pregnant. It's nice to see you. I'm not going to pretend I don't love telling people my due date is tomorrow and watching their reactions. It's pretty hilare.

We went to our first big consignment sale this morning. It was GREAT. I'm sold. Especially on half-price day. What a grand invention, and it was so well organized and non-chaotic...I'll take that over thrifting any day!

In other news, we had BBQ for lunch at Emery's new favorite BBQ place: Dickeys. And while the food is delicious, you get the added pleasure of smelling like BBQ for the rest of your life....or until you take a shower, and even then you can smell the smokiness in the vapor around you. I wish I didn't smell like barbeque.

Friday, March 8, 2013

These days....

These days I'm so clumsy that if I happen to be pregnant for another four weeks (heaven forbid!), we probably won't have a single glass remaining in our cabinet.

And my arsenal of shirts long enough to cover my belly is dangerously low.

And I'm so forgetful that half and hour after telling Emery I want to keep Hattie off of dairy for a while so she can get rid of her lingering congestion, I offer her milk with dinner. Oye.
    --->I did write in big letters on our dry erase board not to have any dairy today though, and so far we've stuck to it. However, without the dairy I'm very certain I won't achieve my protein goals for the day...because I can't seem to remember how get hardly any protein without dairy.

And my OB said that he was going to be out of town all next week, which just adds one more layer of complication to the potential of having this baby next week, so I guess I'll wait. Or she'll wait. Or both.

I decided that having a baby is kind of like being engaged. The longer the engagement, the more you'll spend on the wedding (in my observations); similarly, the more impatient one gets about having a baby, the more money she'll spend while she waits.
Pedicure. Big sister kit. Spring decor....nothing we really need, but that I still want.

Hattie has been growing so much lately and has started saying little sentences. She also talks more about what she's thinking rather than just talking about her surroundings. Her friends from church come up very regularly. "John. Pyles. <giggle>. Friend." "Da-vid. Preach." And our family members, especially those we get to skype with, get talked about often too.
She can sing her do-re-mi's and knows most of her shapes....I guess we could have her reading the shape notes if we put our minds to it. :)

Children have such beautiful minds. I love to listen to how they associate things and have such a fresh perspective on everything surrounding them. I love that Hattie and I can ride down the road and be as excited about tractors, planes, trains, and fed-ex trucks as we are about our destination. I love how she stops and listens to the dogs bark down the street or the car horns or sirens. I love to see who she chooses to wave to as we run errands (usually older black ladies).
I love being a mama. Thank you, LORD, for giving me such an inestimable gift. And please help me to be patient as we await the arrival of our newest addition.

Monday, March 4, 2013

March 4 and Mondays

I like March the 4th. February seems to need the first three days of March to make up for not having the 29th, 30th, and 31st days.
Kind of vindictive, no?

But today is March. Breezy and warm and gorgeous all around.

It's also a happy Monday. I love to get busy on Monday mornings and get the house back in shape after a restful weekend. Mondays mean Hattie doesn't get as many stories read to her or block castles built, but she's usually right along side of me folding clothes or 'sweeping' the floor, and I don't think she minds.

I was sick yesterday, sicker than I might have realized. I entertained the notion of going to church, but I got all tired out while trying to get dressed Emery gave executive orders for me to stay home and rest. Rest I did, and I barely got out of bed at all while they were gone. More than that, I didn't even feel well enough to read or anything, I just laid there and slept, which is very unlike me - even on sick days. Today, I'm mostly better, but certainly feel like I need to go a little slower than usual and give my body time to convalesce. {I'm not actually doing a good job going slower, but I am sitting down when I get winded.}

Baby Girl and I have made it to 37 weeks! I'm not feeling very patient about meeting her, but when I look at our schedules, I have agree that her due date would be the most optimal time for her to be born, and I'm praying we'll all be over our colds and thoroughly healthy by that time.