As I wrote on Facebook earlier today, Laela was feeling sooo much better this morning! Her nose was still runny but not even close to the snot faucet it was yesterday. She was chipper and a normal temperature. Yes, her jammies were covered in hardened boogers, which was a treat, but nothing that a load of laundry couldn’t handle. While the kids ate their breakfasts, I gathered all of the bedding from the kids room, as well as their jammies and all the other laundry lying around, and got started on the day. I also got cleaned up and put on makeup. I accidentally bought a beautiful new lipstick from Mac the other day and I was sooo excited to rock it today! I feel so festive and put together with it 🙂 Brady had worked really hard on the last house to get it done in time to make it to my doctors appointment this afternoon, but as things happen in life, instead we planned that he would work his morning and then come home and be with the kids so we didn’t have to take Laela out into the sick city and spread her around to others.

This turned out to be a great decision, as the clinic was FILLED with sick babies. There was a two hour wait for walk-ins. I was so pleased that I had an appointment, and got in right on schedule.

As for my baby stats this week, I’m 28.5 weeks and still going strong. Good baby movement, and not as many braxton hicks as I was having maybe a month ago. It seems things are a bit calmer in there, but in a good way. I’m gaining weight faster than “average,” and just generally faster than I’d like to be, but I know I’m not the most responsible in choosing the times that I eat, so probably the amount that I eat so late into the night is likely what my problem is. C’est la vie. My blood pressure is still nice and low, and babys heart rate is in the 130s. It all looks good. I’m sad that I’m fully losing my battle with acid reflux, though. Dr. Guselle wrote me a prescription for something stronger today, so thats good. However, the pharmacy said it would take an hour to fill, so I didn’t actually leave with it. Maybe Monday. Zantac will hold me over until then. But all in all, its looking nice and uneventful. I’ll see her again in the new year, but I have no weird restrictions or anything to worry about over Christmas.

I ran a couple of little errands after my appointment but then headed to spend a bit of time with my mom. We’re leading music at church on Sunday, and we like to have a mid-week practice if we can help it. So we played through it all, and then travelled over to the church to get the music copied and bundled for the right people. It was nice to spend a couple of hours with just her. It so rarely happens. Not only are we both busy, but there are usually beautiful but attention-seeking little minions vying for her attention as well. Not this time 🙂

After getting home, I learned that not only did I have a sore throat, but so did Brady and Dekker. The whole family is currently loaded up on Tylenol. The kids had breakfast for supper, which is a heavy favorite and guarantees that they’ll eat a decent amount, and Brady and I have plans for grilled cheese and soup to soothe our achy throats. I can’t lose my voice this time around. I need a voice for singing in church! So any and every prayer against that would be greatly appreciated. I’m thankful that its only Thursday though. I have two days to give getting better a shot before I need to be better. Two days of no real schedule at all. Just home days.

Time for soup and a soak and a bit of TV. Early to bed.

It took a lot of work getting Laela to sleep last night. She was just miserable and we couldn’t figure it out. An extra bottle and diaper change later, she was still sad. I finally stuck my fingers into her mouth and discovered two new molars growing. We gave her some Tylenol and watched a bit of YouTube with her before she went down. Noticeable relief. Except that she lulled multiple times. She easily went back down on her own, but she did not sleep soundly at all.

The kids let me sleep in until around 8:30, which was very sweet of them. When I went into their room to get them, they were both chipper and playing Blankets, but Laela’s whole face and jammies were completely soaked. The best part was that they were soaked in the special substance that was pouring out of her nose. That same substance has poured from her nose all day long. She was covered in snot and hot to the touch.

So I got the kids their breakfast and gave Laela some Tylenol. And truly, she was unbelievably good considering how she was obviously feeling. She sat on my lap a bit more than usual throughout the morning, but that was about it. At first, she just wanted quiet. So she would go from my lap to the complete opposite side of the basement to play on her own. She would come back over when her nose was runny, get it wiped up, and then go back. A pretty endearing system, if you ask me.

The kids are now tucked in, my hands have been thoroughly washed, and I was eager to come write here about having a really good problem 🙂 No ones goal is for the illness of one kid to travel through the family, obviously. But today, Dekker knows that Laela is sick, and he is working like a dog to help her feel better.

She had her bottle while laying on my lap today, so I could try and help her hold head up. While she was drinking, Dekker began bringing her toys. I suggested her wait until she was done drinking (I’m trying to get her as fluided up as I can!) but he was quite insistent that she wanted to cuddle. He pulled out a bunch of stuffed toys, and of course, she was distracted and wanted to sit up. And then the kissing began. He wanted to kiss her and hug her, and he made all of the stuffed animals kiss and hug her. Now I don’t know about you guys and your families but in this house, we kiss our kids on the mouth. No weirdness if you don’t, but we do, and we love it. So everything was being pushed against her mouth/nose around, which is a pretty icky, wet space. I wanted to stop it, but he was sooo sweet to her, and she was LOVING it! Giggles all around, and lots of returned hugs and kisses. He even gave her bites of his prized ham sandwich at lunch. He wants sooo badly for her to feel better!

So, all in all, both kids will likely be sick by morning, lol! But I guess we’ll just rock it. At least we’re not going anywhere for another week and a half. Hopefully we’re all cleared up by then.

While the kids rest, I’m doing my best to get some gift wrapping started anyway. So much pretty new wrapping paper that I’m excited to break out!

I woke up at 5:00am to Laela rolling into the bars of her crib. It happens once in a while, and never phases her that much. However, the only wall that she has access to now is the one that we share, so I heard it LOUDLY. Being jarred awake, I didn’t drift right back out. I lay in bed, listening, and I heard her sort of whining a little bit. Nothing huge, but it carried on consistently. I finally went to go check on her, and she had sat up, and was now folded in half, bawling into her blanket. Poor dear! I rocked her a little and tucked her back in all soft and cozy. But it took a couple of tries before she was convinced and fell back to sleep. Since I was up a handful of times in a short period of time, I was officially up for the day. But because of how yesterday was, I had really determined to make today better. So I sat up, played some computer stuff, and had tea. I got to actually talk to Brady before he left for work, and I felt weirdly refreshed and positive 🙂 Best day ever!

Breakfast was smooth, and the kids have been adorable all day. We’ve had some lumps and bumps here and there but are definitely doing way better than yesterday. Dekker is using his manners and Laela is communicating so well! This morning was sooo easy to keep a good attitude. Both kids even went down for their naps well!

But then I had to walk upstairs about a half hour after they fell asleep. Yes, they BOTH fell asleep almost right away! They’re not super light sleepers, but Laela woke up. That was about 45 minutes ago, and she is WAILING! No, I haven’t totally neglected her. I’ve gone upstairs to cuddle her, I gave her milk, I changed her diaper, and she will not be satisfied. She’s laying her exact same spot, looking wiped out, but crying and crying. The last time I went in there, Dekker woke up. Oh, and I smashed my head on megabed. I’m finding it very, very difficult to keep my attitude where I want it. VERY. After such an early start, whether I’m handling it well or not, my body is feeling fatigued and I need rest. Today of all days is a day where I need my kids to nap, because I need to rest. But nope.

So I can’t pull out all of the gift wrapping stuff as planned, because I’m about to give up on their naps right away here and I’d put it all away at that point. Instead, I’m sitting in a recliner, blogging, hoping desperately that Laela will be asleep by the end of this post, but its not looking good.

Any uplifting thoughts or prayers for our evening would be much appreciated! Today is definitely the day for Brady to bring supper home. Noodle bowl, please!! Wish us luck!

My kids were crying and upset before we even left their room this morning. I immediately grew a horrid attitude and started feeling sorry for myself.

And then I grew up and spent the afternoon cuddling them. When we’re all whiny, sometimes we sort of just do better apart, but today, they both wanted to cuddle, sit on my lap, and be cozy. It was refreshing. At one point, Dekker wanted to play upstairs on his own, so we all got some time apart from each other as well. Considering the morning, our lunch and afternoon went very smoothly.

I had some plans to try and be productive during their nap time but instead I’ve decided to catch up on some relaxing and YouTube videos. My braxton hicks are demanding that of me, and I am listening. So my feet are up, my baby/uterus are relaxed, and I’m calmer than I’ve been all day. Soon, the littles will lull and be up for the rest of the day, and that will be ok. I feel in a MUCH better position to care for them now than I did earlier.

I apologize for my recent posts. I’ve been a downer, I know. I have a ridiculous amount of things to be thankful for, and I know that compared to many of you, I lead a very relaxed and non-stressful life. But we all handle things/cope differently, and I am struggling. I will be on the mend soon, I promise. Plans are in action, and I will be better 🙂 Thanks for all the love and support.

Brady and I stayed up waaay too late last night after I got home from the Christmas banquet I spontaneously attended. It turns out that our usual routine of being together from 7:30 on every evening changes when I’m home three hours later, and we have to stay up three hours later than usual. Oops.

We both felt pretty dead to the world this morning but still got up and made it to church. Without being total shallow losers, I was really pleased that the kids were dressed completely adorably today, which is always a fun part of going to church on Sundays. Dekker wore his skinny jeans, and a preppy vneck tshirt under a brand new hoodie that was gifted to us by a lady in the church. Laela wore a very cozy cable knit beige sweater dress with super cute pink and red patterned leggings underneath. They were sooo cute! The service was full of lots of good stuff, including Christmas music, a baptism, and taking communion. And while those things are reasons why we go to church, I have to say that my biggest thrilled of the morning was seeing my son, Dekker Thomas, interact with people. Happily! WILLINGLY! He smiled at people, visited with others, and even pounded fists with someone. Twice! These all sound like small things, but I was sooo happy to see him be friendly in such a full crowd of people. And, to those of you who actually were lucky enough to be part of Dekker’s interaction this morning, THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for continuing to seek Dekker out and to forgive him time and time again when he’s screamed at you or cried in your presence. It is YOU that is truly helping this slow process along, and we are so thankful.

Our usual Sunday plans are to spend the day with my parents at their house, but just this morning, we invited them to our place and they happily agreed to change up the plans. We all drove to our house after the service for a lunch, created by Breakfast Man (Thanks, Brady!) of pancakes and bacon. It was super delicious. Our kids love pancakes, and so do the rest of us kids 😉 Lunch was delicious, but lead into a frustrating afternoon of both exhausted kids refusing to nap. We left them in their room for quiet time and Brady, my mom, and I discussed Christmas while my dad napped in the recliner. When it was time for everyone to get up, we played upstairs for a little bit while the crock pot finished doing its thing. When the cheesy chicken and rice was all cooked up, we sat down to a really yummy supper, if I do say so myself. It always feels like a total cheat meal, but why does that have to be a bad thing? Its delicious! With a bit of cucumber salad on the side, we were golden.

Eventually, the day had to end, and my parents headed back to their place. The kids went down a tad bit late but not unbelievably late at all. Our dishes are done, our bath is ready, and I couldn’t fit a snack in my body at this point if you paid me. Ok, maybe if you paid me. But it wouldn’t be a good idea anyway. Time to call it for the rest of the evening and be lazy. Its been a few really big days in a row it seems, and Brady is back to work tomorrow.

Back to reality. In a few hours.

After yesterdays raging success of accomplishments, today, the Christmas tree was on the agenda. But we didn’t really want to push it at all. We wanted to enjoy our day. We had croissants for breakfast and played downstairs in the morning. Dekker went upstairs multiple times to check on his bed, which I thought was adorable. He even has started referring to it as “megabed.” We were completely thrilled when he requested to take his nap in it! And guess what. He napped!! IN MEGABED! So that was pretty awesome, considering the fact that he is started to maaaybe stop napping in the near future, and doesn’t always sleep. I figured we’d never get him to actually sleep in the day in that bed. But he did. Two hours 🙂 Go Dekker!

While the kids napped, Brady and I went out to get the tree. When we moved here, there were multiple little ever green trees all over the yard, as if someone just sprinkled them haphazardly. We got rid of the ones around the deck, but kept one that was hear our grove of full sized evergreens. However, as its grown, its in a really poor place, shading the garden. There has always been a reason to keep it though. While it was smaller, my parents were talking about maybe transplanting it to their yard, but it got too big and they thought it would likely cut a huge hole out of our yard and then die anyway. We decided last year that we will cut it down as this years Christmas tree. It is my faith move. We will be out of this house next Christmas. This is our last Christmas in this house, and we are celebrating it by cutting our Christmas down from our yard. And next year, we’ll be somewhere new and can start new traditions. But this is this year.

Pink boots make winter cuter.

So this is our tree out in the yard. Yes, its a bit sparse, and not as beefy as the artificial ones, or even as the real ones you buy from lots of different places. BUT it has no bald patches, and it smells sooo much  better than any other tree we’ve ever had!

Brady used a saw to cut it down, and it was quite a riot getting it into the house quietly without making too huge of a mess. It was harder than we thought, but so worth it. And because the tree is so fresh and yummy, it barely dropped any needles! So the cleanup was mostly the snow and frost melting off of the branches.

Once it was all in and situated, Brady and I cuddled up in bed with the Christmas ornaments and put everything on hooks while we watched a few episodes of The Office on the laptop. It was comfy and relaxing. When the kids woke up, we got them a bit quicker than usual so they could come be part of putting the lights on at least before supper. While Brady lit the tree and the kids “helped” me untangle the strands of lights, I got a text message from a friend asking if I would be her last minute date to a Christmas banquet that started about an hour from then. Brady said I should absolutely go, so I jumped on it and rushed to get ready. I think I pulled it together decently well, so we snapped a photo to show off my baby bump the one time I’m not in sweats.

I had a fabulous evening out! Not only do I never really get to feel spontaneous anymore, but I got to spend a few hours at a table with friends, enjoying conversation, music, and amazing food, as per usual of Oven Scents, our local catering place. (If you were at my wedding, you know how good they are.) We all shared antics of our families, and talked about Christmas, while feasting on turkey, potatoes, stuffing, and salads. As per usual, I was one of the last people out of the building. My date and I visited with another couple about upcoming plans of Christmas, as well as the craziness that comes with kids. It was so nice to spend an evening with people who can relate to all the same stuff! But we eventually parted ways, as it was getting late, and we all had kids to get home to.

I dropped by my parents place first to pick something up but they weren’t home. Guys! Where were you at 9:45?! I didn’t know you were allowed to stay out that late!!! 😉 Jokes. You’re not that old.

I’m obviously home now, and ready for a soak. Not sure I’ll be able to fit a snack in tonight, but my acid reflux is rampant as per usual, and I might need to eat a little something to mask the horrible taste until my Zantac kicks in. All things considered, today was a great day 🙂 We accomplished a really good start on the tree, did some laundry, and I got an evening out with friends. What a treat!

This morning, Brady and I decided to choose one of our bigger tasks, and complete it. We had two specific ones we were to choose from.

1. Assembling the new loft bed we picked up for an unreal price yesterday.

2. Cutting down our Christmas tree from the backyard and decorating it.

Straight up, choice number two sounded waaay easier. We made the plan to let it dry off a bit outside, and then bring it in when the kids were napping. We’d decorate it after supper. So while the kids napped, we went outside to check it out and knock the snow off of it, to give it a chance to dry. Its definitely not a very full tree, but it’ll work.

Afterwards, we decided to draw out the kids room and see how we could fit everything in. Turns out, that is a LOT of furniture in a not so spacious room. However, drawing it all out and planning it down to thin inch made us really, really excited about putting it together. So we nixed the Christmas tree for today and decided to tackle the kids room. They weren’t napping well anyway, so we knew they’d be up and out of their room sooner than usual, giving us more time.

Before:
(Ok, we thought of the “before” picture a little late, so some things are already moved around and extra messy. No judging.)

So we did! We got the kids up and immediately started pulling a few things out. Yes, we actually had to remove things in order to build the new bed frame. Out came the dresser and the change table, as well as the bookshelf that will be permanently relocated. In came a hand broom, a swiffer, a cloth, and the first few pieces of the stairs. Yup, I said stairs. We moved pretty much everything left in the room to one wall and cleaned as we went. Turns out a lot of nastiness happens behind cribs.

I’ll be honest. I didn’t do any of the work 🙁 It was all pretty much enormously heavy and huge. So I entertained the kids, but they actually were really good at entertaining themselves! They went from their room to the living room and in between. I periodically checked on them when they were in the living room but for the most part, I was the designated giver of instruction and moral support. It was fun. And when the kids would visit, I would make they mostly stayed out of the way. But sometimes them being up close and personal was super adorable.

Once the stairs were assembled, Dekker asked for supper. Our table wasn’t exactly anyone-friendly so Brady quickly cleared it while I made some quick decisions about supper.

Ham and cheese, baby. I have to say, we never have sandwiches for supper, except for the occasional grilled cheese and soup. But this was possibly our most appreciated supper to date! Dekker had 1.5 sandwiches, and Laela ate a good chunk of one too. Then everyone had some extra cheese, because who doesn’t love that? Then the kids split an orange and drank lots of milk. Afterwards, Dekker asked for a treat. We’re working down on his Halloween candy really slowly, and if he finished his food, he gets a treat. Sometimes, however, if he’s suuuper whiny over supper, he doesn’t get a treat, which he finds particularly devastating. But today, he EARNED that treat! So he got his first gummy candies and demolished them. True love. He enjoyed them well, and then very eagerly thanked me and asked to be excused before racing from the table to check on the progress.

We worked the rest of the evening away. And fit in everything. As in the new bed, TWO cribs, plus a dresser, change table, wardrobe, plus things like the diaper genie, laundry hamper, etc. Why two cribs, you ask? Because we figure it’ll take Dekker a little bit of time before he wants to sleep so high up, and also because eventually, we’ll have to rock three kids in that room! So we may as well set it up properly!

So we had to take pictures from different angles since, as you can see, this doesn’t leave a ton of wiggle room. Having the crib underneath the bed is the lifesaver we’ve been looking for!! We think it looks completely awesome! And luckily, so did Dekker. It took a little bit of prompting to get him up there, but he didn’t seem fearful or anything. Just a bit cautious, like he is about life in general. Once he got up there, he was thrilled. He wouldn’t stop going up and down the stairs, and couldn’t wait to sleep up there. We were completely happy to oblige, and helped him up and, tucked him in, and got him all comfy.

We expected that he would have a hard time getting to sleep for his first night, but we didn’t even expect that he would be comfortable to sleep there right away. Both were true, as Brady went in to tuck him back in at one point, and when he assured Dekker that he could sleep in either bed, Dekker chose his familiar bed. I don’t expect it will take too much time for him to be comfortable in the new bed at all though, as from his old bed, he is currently jabbering like crazy about the new one. He loves it! But his whole room is new. Even Laela took longer than normal to fall asleep. I’m sure he’ll settle in very, very soon.

Now that its all over, Brady and I are tired and hungry. He’s being so gracious and getting us some supper while I blog from our bed. We have earned this delicious food and our soak tonight, thats for sure!

Christmas tree tomorrow!!

I really loved today 😀 My body hurts in that solid accomplished kind of way.

Starting with last night, Brady and I felt super off and disconnected from each other. I think it was because we spent the evening together at home but doing activities completely separate from each other. I don’t know for sure, but it felt weird. And I was nervous going from that into today, knowing we would be apart pretty much all day, even though he had worked butt off to have the day free. However, it was a really awesome day.

In the morning, Brady went to the city to help a woman disassemble a bed frame for Dekker that we bought off of a Facebook sale page. It was an unbelievable deal, and I’m sooo thrilled that I have a handy, wililng, muscly husband and a van to haul it home in. He went straight from that house to my hometown, where he did another pick up for me. This time, it was a huge collection of Family Circus books, and Melissa and Doug letter magnets. As soon as that exchange had been made, he went to my former high school and gave two presentations at their career day. They were based around being a finishing carpenter, as well as a small business owner. He was asked a while ago, and was pretty hesitant for a while, but came home afterwards very, very happy. A lovely teacher (you know who you are) encouraged him in between his presentations that he was indeed keeping people’s attention and that his information was interesting and well put together. I think that was a huge boost for him 🙂 I believe he said the words “The ice is broken” to me afterwards. Its cool to see this side of him encouraged!

Pretty much right when he got home, though, I left. I had spent the morning with the kids, who were sooo sweet and considerably more agreeable than the day before, but it was time that I headed off to run my errands. I needed to buy Brady’s Christmas gifts, among a few other things for a few other people, and a couple of appointments. I had a super enjoyable day in the city on my own. I completed all but ONE thing off of my list, which is pretty much incredible. People were nice and traffic was good, and I got good parking pretty much everywhere. I went to see Dr. Mike and he said I’m holding up surprisingly well, which is great to hear! I hadn’t seen him in around six weeks, and to see that it hasn’t set me back too far is such a relief!

My big event today was going in for my glucose test. I don’t hate that test as much as so many people do. Ya, its kind of nasty and the wait is long, but it doesn’t make me sick and I didn’t have the kids with me, so it wasn’t a bother. However, the clinic I always go to, that is always very quiet and laid back, was full to bursting with people. I sat for over a half hour before I was even registered. Of course, by that time, the clinic was closing in less than an hour, and I was supposed to drink a drink, wait an hour, pee in a cup, and get my blood taken. But the nurse quietly said it would be fine, brought me to the back, and ever so politely asked me to chug that filthy drink back as fast as I could. Which I did. I sat in the waiting room while everyone around me gradually petered out. I was eventually called up to the desk again and asked if I could “now make urines.” I made urines, and went back out to wait in the waiting room. She came after me though, and offered that I could just come sit in the back instead. I thanked her, and hung out in the back for a few minutes while my hour finished up. As she came and was taking my blood, I apologized for coming so late, and admitted that I thought they closed an hour earlier than they actually did. She was incredibly kind and said that we all have to fit stuff in when we can, and that she understood. Like I said, people were so nice today!

Once that was all over and done with, I dropped into a nearby grocery store for milk and napkins, then picked up an ungodly amount of burgers, and went home. My kids were in bed, and my husband was hungry. Now, the burgers are gone, and we are ready for some tv and bed. Tomorrow is likely another city day!

So Dekker recently learned about “not feeling well.” I’ve talked about it on here before, and have wondered how unwell he actually feels. After a bit of digging and weeks of observation, I’ve decided that he really doesn’t likely feel well, but that maybe that means a different thing to him. He is really working through a hard stage, and I think he feels unhappy sometimes. He also doesn’t feel well when he’s hungry, or sleepy, or when he needs time away from his sister. We all have times that we don’t feel 100% and I think this is just his way of expressing it.

This morning, I woke up around 9:00am. Laela was awake and talking, and I could see that Dekker was awake too, but he wasn’t up moving around or initiating games with Laela like usual. I gave them some time to wake up more, as Dekker has never liked being retrieved before he is wide awake, but nothing really changed. Laela was ready to get up, but Dekker was pretty unmoving. When I went into their room, Dekker sat up in bed and said “I feel sick.” Not that he didn’t feel well, but he felt sick. I put out my arms for a hug, and he came and just plopped himself in my lap for his hug. So I snuggled him for a few minutes on the floor of their room before I sort of did my warp-speed-mom-check. You guys know what I mean. Feeling for temperatures, looking at skin colors, checking fingers and toes for hairs or fibres cutting off circulation, stuff like that. His feet were freezing and his torso was warm, so I checked him with a thermometer but it checked out fine. Other than that, he just had a wet diaper. So I changed that up while he lay limp on the floor. I won’t lie. I was pretty thankful for the lack of fight, and I am always thankful that Laela is sooo patient when Dekker is struggling. She just stood in her crib and watched. Yes, I could have freed her, but I know that it often agitates Dekker how close she’ll stand to his face while he’s laying down. So she waited patiently, and then Dekker waited the same way while I changed Laela. Everything was very quiet.

Dekker sat quietly at the breakfast table while I got his cereal. Normally I give him his options and he can pick, but today I opted for Cheerios, which is the most boring but least flavorful or sugary. Before I even poured it, I heard Dekker politely ask for Cheerios with milk. Perfect! He ate a great big bowl of Cheerios and asked for more. While the kids are their Cheerios, I puttered in the kitchen and unpacked the dishwasher from the night before. Ya, I do my dishes now. Kind of a big deal over here.  But I’m always on mom alert, so maybe 15% of me was paying attention to the dishes while the other 85% was on the kids. And I observed Dekker giving Laela bites of his cereal, talking to her, and playing peekaboo. When Laela takes a drink of her milk, she often moves her cup to the table off of her tray, but then forgets about it and doesn’t drink any more. I observed Dekker putting her milk back on her tray every few minutes so she would remember to take a drink.

At one point during breakfast, Dekker suggested I get a hot drink and come sit down with them 🙂 I love that. It always brings me back down to earth and reminds me that my kids are waaay more important than my dishes. So I did just that. I let him pick my drink (thanks for the tea, Dekker!) and I sat down at the table with the littles for the rest of breakfast. While we were sitting together, Dekker said something about not feeling well again. I confirmed “You still don’t feel well?” He thought about it and said “I not not feel well.” I asked him what he meant, and he said “I feel ok.” I made a big deal of how I was so happy that he felt well, and he confirmed that maybe the food had helped. It was a good breakfast.

However, the morning wasn’t smooth, and Dekker still seemed quite off. When I knew I was right around the corner from losing my cool completely, I told him that they would need to go down for their nap early, and Dekker was fully on board! So now they’re tucked away, and while I can see Dekker isn’t sleeping, he is welcoming the quiet time. It would appear that my biggest little truly isn’t feeling well today. Poor boy.

While the kids rest, I’m in bed, blogging and eating dried pineapple. Hopefully we can all feel 100% soon 🙂

I passed 27 weeks of pregnancy on Sunday, which my What to Expect app tells me means I’m officially in the third trimester!! I never quite know when one is officially into the next trimester, since 40 weeks doesn’t exactly divide into three parts evenly. However, anyone who has been pregnant knows that a pregnancy isn’t counted from the actual date of conception, and the whole 40 week thing is kind of made up. Aaaaanyway, this is unimportant. If my app hadn’t told me this Sunday, I would have said it by next Sunday for sure anyway. Yay third trimester!

On that note, certain things are changing, and I figured I’d note them here, if anyone was interested.

Weight. No, I’m not complaining about gaining weight, or saying one should or shouldn’t more or less. BUT I can tell my body is putting more on. With Dekker, I gained a belly and nothing else. With Laela, I gained a belly and boobs, and that was also pretty much it, but after her, I kept on about ten pounds. I’m actually pretty ok with those ten pounds. I felt I was at a healthier weight at that point. But therefore, I started a bit higher in weight this time around, and I can tell my body is bigger now that it was at this point with the other kids. I’m rocking more love handles this time around, but definitely trying to embrace it all! I definitely look pregnant now, which I’m very happy about 🙂

Pregnancy brain. I am graced with pregnancy brain pretty much out of the gate. I have a vivid memory of being pregnant with Dekker in the very early stages, where I went downstairs to get something, and forgot what it was. We’ve all done it, right? So I came back up, remembered it, went back down, got it, and barely made it back up the stairs before I was too tired to move. A lot goes on in a persons body when they’re building a person! Anyway, I’ve had this the whole way along, but this morning, I lost our cups. Like, the glasses. In our kitchen cupboard. The same cupboard they’ve been in for five years or so. I couldn’t locate them. I opened every door on that side of the kitchen before that one. Not my best moment.

Baby Pelvis. Doctors have this beautiful term for a pelvis in a second (or whatever consecutive) pregnancy. A tried pelvis. Sounds flattering, right? Its not. My body is “tried.” But tried, tested, and true, I do declare! Its worked out, which is a HUGE blessing! My first time around, I had a bit of pelvic pain right at the end, and just toughed it out. With Laela, she basically tried to kill me, and all the good stuff holding my pelvis together loosened really, really early. I rocked a fancy pants belt around my hips to try and keep my body together in one piece from about 23 weeks on, if I remember right. This time around, my body feels considerably more normal. As in not quite so painful. I can feel my body slip out of place once in a while on really big, busy days, but not in my regular day to day stuff. Christmas shopping day was HUGE and by the end of it, I was feeling good and sore, but not even close to the pain I felt in my second pregnancy! I could still enjoy the rest of the day. Like it was more of a rewarding pain, haha! Does that make sense? On the note of body changes though, my tummy is pulling on my back quite a bit already, since my abs can only do so much anymore. So Dr. Mike is still a necessity in this family!!

All things in, I feel pretty good! Part of me actually feels like this pregnancy is going fairly slowly. I still have three whole months to go! Yet, Christmas is upon us! And after New Years, its only two more months!!! I suspect those may whip by, haha! I’ll take them. Whatever I’ve got to do to get baby Jim in my arms!

Ok, not too soon though. We’ll leave him to cook in there a little longer 😉