Still pregnant...

....just in case you were wondering.

Sitting here, 80% effaced and 2 cm dilated as of last Thursday. Baby is low. Like, real low. I'm feeling all sorts of interesting pains and weird sensations. It is the final countdown. I'm waddling around like the big hot mess that I am. I'm ready to not be pregnant anymore, but then again don't want to rush back into the no-sleep-zone so quickly. Hmmm.

I'm so jealous of Melrose and the cousinly love she gets. She has 4 cousin, all of them within 2 years of her. Lucky! I never had ANY cousins close to my age. Cry me a river, I know. I'm just so happy that she is going to have an experience I never got. For Dan's birthday party last night we gave all of the dirty little ones a bath. Melrose got to bathe with Jakey and Lilly. It was a party in a tub. She was unsure of it at first, but then loved it after realizing how much fun it could be.

The baby...

...feels like she is going to fly out. Is that normal? I mean, she is sitting sooooo loooow. Every time I pee I think to myself, "Please don't come out now"....probably TMI.

Right now I am blogging because I have this ridiculous pain 'down there' like she is trying to squeeze her way out. Stay in, little one, at least until Sunday afternoon. Dan is going skiing tomorrow and Friday 3 hours away and Sunday I have a baby shower. Must stay pregnant.

The last three days I have had the flu. A little gift from the young one to me. She was puking Saturday night and Sunday morning and passed on that little gem of an illness to her momma. I didn't realize that when you have the flu and are this pregnant that you honestly believe that you are dying. Thank god for my dad. He took Melrose half a day on Monday and all day on Tuesday so I could lay in bed and feel sorry for myself. He tried to watch her at my house and all she did was stand by the gate and yell, "Meeemeee" (translation mommy). So he took her back to his house and they had a good old time.

To be honest, I was just thankful Melrose was feeling better. Watching that little sweet pea puke all over the place was terrible. They get so dehydrated so quickly, I was so worried about her. Dan was near tears watching the whole thing transpire. At one point he was rocking her naked little body and telling her everything would be ok. Awww.

For some reason I cannot get 'juice' out of my head, so I must go and drink some. Pregnancy obsessions.....

I Heart Faces: Texture

This is one of my favorite photos of Melrose because her face is so cute, her little toes are so chubby and adorable AND I love the background texture of the lime green shag rug. People thought we (I) was kind of crazy for putting together a nursery/room for a little girl that had bright orange walls with lime green accents. IKEA would beg to differ.....they had all of the crazy colors I wanted. On the floor is the pride of the lime green accents...the coolest of the cool shag rug. It looks like a patch of grass on the wood floor.

So one night when Mel and I were rolling around on her carpet I grabbed my camera to take some pictures. She had just discovered how yummy her baby toes were, so a lot of the pictures were of her chewing on those little gummy bears attached to the end of her feet. I figured this photograph was perrrfect for this week's photo challenge...who doesn't love a little lime green shag as a backround texture?!?



To see more photographs with neato textures, head on over to I Heart Faces.

Getting my fitness on.

Not right now, of course. Right now I am getting my eat-lay-nest on. But since I am getting down to the final month of being pregnant, I am looking forward to two things. One: getting back in shape, getting back to my healthy lifestyle and finding a way to workout . Two: finding some possible way to get a little mommy-only time in. I have learned that this time is very important and may be the only thing that keeps a parent of young children from insanity.

So I am thinking about joining a gym. And not your typical gym either. This is a reeeeal fancy gym ya'll. It is like a mixture between a gym and a country club...with a price tag that is slightly more then a gym. What they do offer that is super appealing is a mack daddy child care center. One in which they will watch your children for up to two hours a day.

And because this gym is so fancy, during these two hours I could get my hair did, sit in the sauna, swim, workout, play basketball, rock climb...oh the options are limitless!

Because child numero uno is still so little, preschool is not available for her, so this is my only chance to get her involved in some child interaction AND get me some time to release a bit. My little brain is twirling with the possibilies.

I've not had much to say.

If my husband heard me say this he would probably piss his pants from shock, but seriously, I haven't had much to say lately. I have been so busy lately. I thought things would settle down once I was done teaching...but that is a big fat nooooooo.

Somehow I have managed to get to 35 weeks of being pregnant and have no clue where the time between week 8 and now went. Dan and I have been running around like chickens with our heads cut off trying to get 'things' ready. Baby room- check (kind of, but good enough). Car seats all in order- check. Melrose's room redone- check. Baby clothes ready to go- ha, no, not even close. Baby closet cleaned out, shelves installed, organized- bwa hahahaha. Mode of transportation for two little ones in the form of a double stroller- noooope. O'Douls Non-Alcoholic beer in the frig- hell to the yeah!

Priorities? Who needs 'em. As long as there is a crib for the kid to sleep in, I am good to go!

So another gem that this pregnancy has offered me is this ridiculous pelvic bone problem. I'm not sure of the exact name of it, but lets just say it hurts like a mo' fo'. Yay for that.

Melrose has been entering the hitting-not listening on purpose-throwing a fit-demanding random things-demanding specific things-pretending not to listen to me-engaging in activities that are dangerous about every 10 minutes stage of her life. This should last, oh, only about 18 more years. The high point is that she gets cuter every day and that she is all about the snuggling these days. Due to my laziness as a parent, mostly caused by this later stage of pregnancy, we spend time before naps laying on the couch together watching cartoons. It is pretty much the best ever. pushes her little face against mine, snuggles in and turns to ask for a kiss on the lips every so often. It honestly doesn't get much better then that.