Friday, June 22, 2012

Papas and Popsicles

Chris was able to take off Father’s Day this year (meaning: he worked the night shift and woke up earlier than he would have liked to come to church with us), which means we were able to get a nice father/son photo shoot (meaning: Miles refused to let go of his truck or look at the camera). Strange to think that he’ll have to kids in his arms next year.


We had a nice time at church trying to meet new people in our new ward before we actually move next month. And then came home to grill some steaks and spend a nice quiet evening at home.

At since it was very hot, I thought it a fitting time to let Miles have his first popsicle. Yes, he’s two-years-old and had never had a popsicle.

It was love at first lick.


But then he felt that popsicles are better enjoyed while wandering around the yard with Ramone in hand (another favorite car for the day).


And then I think he knew that his face was messy. And this kid does NOT like mess.


Saturday, June 16, 2012

32 (ish) weeks

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I took this picture this morning, so I’m actually 32 weeks and 4 days pregnant. But I feel much farther along. Or I feel like I should be much farther along. Like I could have this baby tomorrow and be okay with it (that is, only if she were completely cooked and ready to be born).

I’ve reached the joyous stage of pregnancy when heartburn and nausea  rear their ugly heads after everything I eat. Even a granola bar. Oh, and my back hurts. And I can’t sleep. And I have to pee about every twenty minutes. And I’m having lots of Braxton Hicks contractions. And I also have to support myself on something to pick anything up off of the floor, a point that Chris thought was pathetically cute the other day.

I have started to pack my hospital bag already. You know, since I didn’t have one last time, I thought I would try to make it up to Chris this time around. It’s funny though because I have no idea what I might want with me if this labor lasts longer than 14 minutes. Am I really going to want to read a magazine?

I took a tour of the birth center this afternoon because if we make it to my induction date (which is now scheduled for August 6th), I’ll be spending more time in Labor and Delivery than I did with Miles; I figured it might be nice to have an idea of what’s happening around me. There were 3 other mothers there (all with their support people), but I was the only one that asked any questions. And I asked a lot of questions. But I feel like when you’ve done it before, especially if you've done it at a different hospital, then you have a lot better idea of what things to ask before hand. I’m sure they were all super annoyed with me, but I left feeling confident. And I’m also sure they were secretly thankful for me.

Miles still doesn’t really understand what’s going on, but he at least no longer points to his own belly when asked were the baby is. We visited a friend’s newborn baby the other morning where I learned that Miles likes to share his toys with babies. Unfortunately, that meant he threw a ball at the bassinet. Fortunately, he has terrible aim. We’re going to have to keep our eye on him to make sure he isn’t aggressively sharing his cars with his baby sister after she comes home.

Chris still hasn’t come to terms with the fact that this will be a baby girl. Every time I show him a new outfit or headband, he scowls. I know he’ll be wrapped around her finger as soon as she’s born, but he’s going to hold out until then. He’s too focused on the new house to be excited for a daughter.

Did I mention that we’re moving 4 weeks from yesterday? That sounds like a really fun thing to do when I’m in my last month of pregnancy. An adventure, really. Luckily I have a wonderful mother who has been coming down once a week to help me organize and pack room-by-room. So far we’ve organized the entire basement—including all of the things for the baby—and the office. She said we should just go ahead and pack all of my clothes next since I can’t wear any of them until after we move anyway. So sad. But so true.

Here’s a recent picture of part of the house.  Sorry about the glaring sun, but we only took this picture so that we could email the builder to complain about something. Can you spot the something that looks funny?


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Overall, we’ve got a lot going on this summer. But we’re trying our best to enjoy the time we have as a family of three before a new baby throws a wrench in our normal routine. So here’s what we spend as much of our time doing as possible: swimming, even though it often ends up being eating snacks by the pool.

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