First Day of School

I was so sad to send Kendra back to school already.  She's just so cute and sweet and I love her being home with me. 

So excited to go!!!

Posing with sister.  Megan helped sissy carry her supplies.

 This has nothing to do with the first day of school.  Megan is so funny and she often looks at me like this.  This mad little irritated face. 

 We harvested some corn from our garden.  I still have "country moments."  I'm like, " okay you shuck the corn outside and then feed the leaves to the cows."  Right?  That is what I did growing up.  Here in the city you just do it in the garbage.  I love how serious the girls took this job.

Best Movie Clip Ever

This movie clip makes me laugh.    When I watched the movie I rewound this clip several times.  Enjoy.

Fetal Heartbeat

I had a doctor appointment this week.  I'm shy of 16 weeks by a couple of days.  It was like any normal visit except he couldn't find the baby's heartbeat.  So at first I wasn't worried, but as he continued to try my mind began to race of what that meant.  I mean, not finding a heartbeat at 9 weeks is common, but at 16 weeks?!?!?  My doctor could tell I was anxious so he brought in an ultrasound machine.  Mark had decided to take some flex time to go to the appointment with me.  I was so glad he was there, I didn't want to go through that alone.  Done that already.  With the ultrasound we could see the heart beating and baby was moving.  He said the size of baby was consistent with my week so all is well.   

Twinners

Everyone says our kids look alike so here are some pics.  Megan at 3, then Kendra at 3.  At birth they looked identical, but they look different to me now.

Why It's Great To Be A Dad

Mark loves being a dad and this is why:

He comes home from work and gets attacked by two little girls aching for his attention.  They love the weekends because daddy is home.  One day this week Megan woke up when Mark opened the garage.  She came downstairs to see him, but he left before she made it all the way down.  Upon hearing the garage close again Megan began crying saying, "No daddy No!"  I came down, scooped her up, and tried to console her as she cried for her daddy.  She eventually went back to sleep.  Mark felt so bad he didn't get to say good-bye to her.  Most of the time the kids sleep through the garage opening and closing.

I Give Myself Permission To Complain

I have lasted through, what, 10 weeks of morning sickness?  I really try to have a positive happy attitude and be grateful for the opportunity to be pregnant again.  I have come to a point that I'm just tired of being sick.  Don't get me wrong.  I can handle, and am grateful - extremely grateful - for days where I'm only nauseous and can feel better for the most part with gingerale and food.  It's the days where I feel like puking, and nothing takes it away; those are the awful days.  The days when I do very little and joke about needing to be turned so I don't get bed sores.

So I've come to a point where I want to feel better.  Through this experience I gained empathy for people with chronic illnesses.  I know my sickness will go away, hopefully in a couple of weeks, but maybe not until birth - at any rate, I know it will go away.  I can't imagine having a chronic illness and feeling this way everyday.

I Get The Hint

When Kendra was a baby I painted her room to look like this: 

Before I painted it was purple from floor to ceiling and was just too dark.  I thought this was cute and girly.  I loved this room.  It was the first I painted in our home.  I loved holding Kendra at night as I would get a chance to just sit and admire how adorable this space was.


It has since turned to this:

Not so cute anymore.  Kendra apparently gets bored at night and tears what she can.  Sigh.  My girl is getting older and wants an older room.


So now it is in the process of looking like this:

 (Yes, Kendra also drew on the walls).  Bahh.  So much cuter with wallpaper.  I haven't decided if I'm really going to paint the whole room again.   It needs something though.

A New Pet

We found a new friend today.  Megan greatly enjoyed snuggling her new pet. (Kendra's not feeling well and didn't get to enjoy this moment *sniff*, we did have about 6 weeks without any illness which is a record for us.)   It was so cute that now I can't bring myself to kill it.  Maybe I can get Mark to throw them in the arroyo after the kids go to sleep.  I'd keep them but I have two problems: 1. they'll eat my plant and 2. they're a moth - a giant privet moth! 

These babies get huge - probably to match the size they will be when they come out of the cocoon.

There are two friends.  The biggest is on the left top corner and the smaller is down near the bottom right.

Our Decision

After I had Megan I decided I was done.  Her illness caused not only severe sleep deprivation, but a mother on the brink of mental insanity.  I couldn't go through that again.

Then I felt like someone was missing.  I thought about every facet of having another kid and finally decided I had to do it.  I made a promise after Kendra that I would never deny a spirit a chance at life.  It was a leap of faith for me.

I'm about 3 months along.  I have two different due dates so somewhere at the end of January, beginning of February our third one will make an appearance.  It is most likely a girl since our first two are girls.  I don't want to find out what we are having at our ultrasound and want to be surprised, but that decision is killing Mark.

I've had morning sickness and deserve a gold star for swimming with Megan the last month in swim lessons!  I've gained a ton of weight already - a pound a week.  I'm hoping once I feel better and don't have to eat to function that it will go down to 1/2 pound a week.  It really is amazing that I'm as functional as I am.  I'm already showing but refuse to wear prego clothes until I'm 16 weeks.  Does everyone stretch out faster with their third?  And gain more weight?

Yep, We Did It Again

Swim Lessons

The girls had swim lessons for the last month.  Both are more confindent and comfortable in the water. 

Kendra jumped in at 5 feet without holding her teacher's hands!



Her teacher then does a game called washing machine.  This is the spin cycle.  During the rinse cycle they go under water together.



This is Kendra demonstrating the frog.  She jumps into the water with hands out, face in the water, and legs stretched.  When she comes up she says, ribbit!

Megan grabbing a sink toy. 

Here she showed me how to blow bubbles. 



She wanted me to throw her toy for her so she could go dive for it again.  Like a little puppy.

It's amazing how much growth they both have had the last month.  I'm still debating whether or not I should put them in for one more session.  They love it, it's a great skill, and it has given us something to do this summer.

I Win

Megan refuses to poop on the potty.  She use to refuse to poop period and thus we have allowed her to poop in a diaper, just as long as she would poop.  This week she had 4 pullups left.  I told her that when her pullups were gone she'd have to use the potty.  She has complete control over her bowel movements and it's time.

We let her pick out gum as a reward for using the potty, (Don't even comment on how to potty train your child and how we should use charts, stickers, prizes, candy, etc.  None of those things work for this kid!  I can't tell you how many parents have told me how I should be doing it.  One of these days I'll write my book inspired by Megan, 'When All Else Fails').  On Friday she needed to poop but held it in, in fact she held it in for 24 hours until she could no longer hold it.  Thanks to all those prunes and fiber.  She finally gave in and went on the potty!  She was super excited and shared gum with everyone.  Ha!  I win!  Now if only I can get her to do it consistently.  Victory, sweet victory.