Monday, October 27, 2008

The day the Binky died!!!

Just when you think you have life somewhat figured out, something terrible goes and happens. Our tragic event involves the death of one of the few things that have kept us sane through all our moving, traveling, poor sleeping habits, and parental upheaval...Yes Megan's last Binky kicked the bucket. For those of you who are smart enough to use your average Joe, easily replaceable Binky's, you can't understand the trauma involved. In your head your saying go to Walmart and replace it...Our problem is that our Binky's were ordered for us, by a good friend off some cute website, the nipple is unlike others I have seen in the store. So I tried to solve this dilemma by getting on and ordering a couple new ones...no dice!!! They have been recalled! We are out of luck. So I went to Babies R US and bought a few she could try...we even tried calling one "the Harry Potter Binky as Megan loves all things Harry Potter...not working.

My mother said, "Well now you just have to wean her, I guess." The problem is I don't want to wean her....I need a binky for my happiness and survival,...oops I mean her happiness of course. She isn't napping, or sleeping well, and church has become a noise fest, and the best part of all is we have a little less than a month to get it all settled down before Baby #2 makes her appearance and throws a wrench in the already broken nap and sleep routine. Sure I can't sleep through the night anyway, at this point, but that doesn't mean I want my toddler for company at 4 am. Pete and I are mourning the loss of our greatest parental friend and I am sure we will be for a while. I just am happy to know that all Binky's go to heaven.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Home to stay...what a beautiful phrase





We are back from our Utah trip. We enjoyed seeing family and friends and survived all the craziness of Pete's sisters wedding. It was a great day, but a long one and I think Meg handled it better than I did, by the reception I wanted someone to start a morphine drip and find a flat place for me to lay down, but it was a lovely occassion all the same.


So we made it home on Thursday and to prove to ourselves our committment to stay put, we finally bought Megan a crib. Yes, we have finally moved her out her very protable pack 'n' play into a real crib. While I know most of you probably are moving your kids into toddler beds at this point, we are a little slow, so maybe early next year everyone will get another upgrade. Meg keeps calling her new bed, her "Jesus Bed."(Shrug) I don't know if this is because it is now against the wall where her picture of Christ and the children hangs or what but for some reason she has made this association and it will probably last a while. The first time she got in it, she kept jumping up and down in it while repeating "No jumping on the bed"...oh the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.


I am officially 35 weeks today and while I still have a ton to do, I am almost ready to mentally check out of this whole pregnancy thing. It is to the point where you can't sit, you can't stand, and you can't lay down because it is all so darned UNCOMFORTABLE!!!! I see the CNMidwife on Thursday and hopefully this will encourage me to have the patience to continue to shoot for a VBAC and not just schedule a repeat C-section.


Attatched are some pictures from Europe as we can finally access them. Ignore the poor quality I am a horrible photographer.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

We might just survive

Life can be pretty hard when you are 21 months and you've never lived anywhere longer than 4 months. Meg and I are back in Florida waiting for Pete to return (on Saturday) from Germany. Last night we went and had dinner with some friends (Jenn and Travis) who now live in our condo complex and on the way back Meg started getting hysterical and crying, she kept saying over and over "go home, want to go home." I kept telling her we were "home", but I am not sure what that even means to my little world traveler. We have one more trip planned (to Utah on Monday) and then I am staying home until atleast January. This kid needs some structure and stability and she is going to get it...sort of.

Today she was sitting in her high chair during lunch and I was wandering in and out doing chores until I heard her singing "we love Megan, she loves me, we love baby sister, yes siree, she loves us and so you see, we are a happy family." I wanted to cry, I was so happy to hear that she plans to love baby sister.

I have been worrying a little about how Meg was going to handle a new sibling, and in the past few weeks she seems a lot more excited and wants to talk about the baby all the time. Now she says... "Baby out, Doctor, in November." Today we went to my OB appointment and Meg was excited to hear "baby heartbeat" she was not so excited when they took my blood pressure though. Today I am 32 weeks and 5 days, and I am praying that this baby will come at 38 weeks so that she won't be quite so large. So just maybe we will all survive afterall. I sure love my little girls...and their Daddy too!