Monday, March 29, 2010
Big Alex is the coach (there's 2). I'm not sure who the experience is more beneficial for-him, or my son. I'm not sure what was more interesting to watch-him, or my son. Kids jumping all over him-he doesn't really take to kids too much unless they are his, or my sisters kids. Lots of patience-not one of his strong suits. sweaty little boys pulling on him and grabbing him (kind of a germ-a-phobe)-so I was happy to see how good he's doing as 'Coach Alex'.
Here are some pics.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
They inserted a pill to soften my cervix before they gave me the IV drip to start labor. I never made it to the drip. My water broke at 4:55pm, and she was here by 6:17pm. 1hr and 22 mins. She was pale and quiet. She scared me, but she snapped out of it pretty quickly, and she is so beautiful. We are home, and settled in. I feel really good and tired, but a good tired. Lovin' life. Lovin' marriage. Lovin' family. Lovin' Bella.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
I can't wait to meet my daughter. I pray for a healthy baby girl, and a quick delivery. 3.24 hours with Amber, and 2.12 hours with Alex. Maybe I can beat my records...I hope. Either way, tomorrow is going to be an amazing day!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I always pick the St. Patrick's Day party at school. Snack and drinks. Anyone who has preschoolers, enjoy homemade treats while you can, because once they hit elementary school, snacks have to be store bought only. This is what I did for Alex's class this year.
But guess who just got home? He didn't make it. He did good considering he has never been anywhere without at least one of his parents. I'm so glad to have him back! It's terrible to hear your little man pleading with you to come get him! Dad met Papa half way, and he's home sweet home.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Monday, March 15, 2010
On the flip side, this is a perfect week for 'Mommy-Amber' alone time before the baby comes. We went to the mall and got lunch yesterday. I'm able to talk to my daughter without constant interruptions from my little man. Sometimes, it's hard for Amber to get a word in. She's getting so big and growing and changing so fast, I don't want to miss it because I'm too busy with the little ones, and take for granted that she is big and self sufficient. I don't think this could have happened at a better time. I'm looking forward to the rest of the week with her.
I know I'm not saying much in my final stretch of pregnancy, but the fact is, there's nothing much to say. She's not here, and she will come when it is time. I can't change that, or speed it up. nor do I want to. Nature will take it's course, and soon enough we will all get to see, hold, and love this long awaited baby. That's all I can say about Little Miss Bella.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
My kids. They are both bossy. It's in the genes. My father owned his own business, he was a boss. Big Al and Alex both own their own business. Bosses.
Alex and Amber had the same 3 year old preschool teachers. I asked them if they thought they were similar in that 'bossy' way. They said absolutely, except Alex is more organized. Probably a little OCD. Again, in the genes.
When either one of my kids are playing role play with other children, they are always the leader/boss. They never submit to being anything else. Recently, I saw Amber standing up, with a group of kids sitting down around her, following her lead. If it's school, she's the teacher. If it's role play, she's the queen, and everyone else is under her. If Alex is playing in the kitchen, he is the chef. He calls the shots, including how the kitchen is kept. He's the police man, and others are the bad guys. He is the firefighter, and he will rescue you. His teachers say he will re-word things just so he can believe in his mind that it was his idea. Today on the way home he told me his friends were aggravating him because they weren't listening to him. When I told him he's not their father, their teacher or their boss and they don't have to listen to him, he said.....But Mom, I am the boss of some things.
I know some people frown on this, but I like it. I am hoping as they get older and they grow, their boss like tendencies become leadership tendencies. I am also aware that their is a fine line between being bossy, and being a bully. I don't think they deliberately seek out submissive people so that they can control them, I think that they take control, and most of the time, they get away with it. I would love to know how to help them channel these traits properly as they get older, but I definitely think it's a good thing. Better a leader than a follower, for sure.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
I can't wait to wear pants with a zipper.
I can't wait to stop playing the waiting game. I am working 15 hours a week, and frankly, I'm bored to death. I know I won't be bored once Bella comes.
I can't wait to see Amber's first competition on Saturday the 13th. Hopefully!
I can't wait to watch my son start flag football on the 20th. Hopefully!
I can't wait to NOT be pregnant! I don't like it!
I can't wait to be flooded with visitors at the hospital to meet my new baby girl. (hint hint)
I can't wait to see Bella in lots of Amber's baby clothes that I saved.
I can't wait to start working out regularly, and I'm actually looking forward to giving up all the junk I have been eating!
I can't wait to see my husband with his first baby girl.
I can't wait for the smell of 'baby'.
I can't wait for our first family vacation to the beach in July.
I can't wait to see what God has in store for our future.
Monday, March 1, 2010
For some time we were racking our brains...where will we put Bella? What will we do with this baby? We have to move! We have to move now! So the plan was to move in May. Then I kept hearing in my head.."Work with what you've got. Don't long for something more, or better, or bigger, make the best of what you have." I thought to myself, if we move in May, that will be probably a month or so of packing, moving, and unpacking. All so a child that can fit in my arm could have her own room. It sounds foolish as I write it. To miss a whole month of her infant life being distracted by boxes and paint and disarray.....for what? So I can feel better about the fact that this little peanut would have a 'nursery'? Nah. Never mind. The plans got squashed. We will move when the time is right for our entire family. Not so we can say....look at our new place that's a perfect size for all of us. That's not what matters. So we decided to make a beautiful space in our room for Bella. I Painted the wall, and Robert put up all of the wall art.
The bassinet you see, I put my first born child in to sleep every night almost 12 years ago. Then my sister put her now 10 year old baby girl in it every night to sleep as well. Now it's Bella's turn. She will come home in the same hand knit sweater that Amber came home in from the hospital back in May of 1998. Those are the things that are important. Those are the memories that we would like to make for our daughter. Not to mention, it came out absolutely beautiful!