Next time I feel baby hungry, I need to remember this pregnancy! Wow has it been a tough one. Tougher then the first 2 anyway...maybe because I'm getting older? Maybe because it's baby number 3, and lots of people say 3 is the killer? Maybe because I run around after 2 other kids all day? Maybe it's everything combined, but it's been a crazy few months. The first 4 months were filled with sickness, from sun up to sun down (something I never had with my first 2). Then that went away in time for me to start having other weird things start happening, like aching body parts all over, seriously I feel like I need an old persons scooter to get around some days! I've had horrible migraines...a lot, my hips feel like they are going to break when I stand up to walk...really?? The heartburn is setting in (another thing I never experienced much), I am looking bigger and feeling MUCH bigger, nights are starting to get fun to try and sleep already, thank goodness for unisom! I have a herniated belly button, which I never knew there was such a thing, but it is pretty painful. Especially when a kiddo comes bouncing at your tummy...ooouch! There are other weird things going on that I won't mention, but it sucks. And then...I will lay in bed next to Ryan and all of the sudden we will see my tummy actually start moving! And there is nothing better then that feeling inside me of a little person moving around. And Paisley will walk up to me and kiss my tummy and say, "Hello Baby Rowan! I LOVE you! Kick for me Baby Rowan!" And it is all worth it. That was a long paragraph of complaining, but really...holy cow am I excited for her to get here and have another sweet little bundle of joy in my arms! I just need to get through these last few months...
I get to take Paisley to register for kindergarten tomorrow. WOW. That is a crazy thought...KINDERGARTEN!! She is so excited for it. She asks daddy if she can go to work with him all of the time so she can see the big school and the big playground. I keep thinking..."Maybe I'll have her wait another year and have her be the oldest rather then the youngest in her class?" But then I get back to reality and I come to terms that my little preemie 4 1/2 lb. baby is growing up and is SOOO ready for big girl school. She had to get her shots last week, and I was so proud at how brave she was! She started out smiling into my eyes, and by the 5th shot I could tell she was trying so hard not to cry, but just sadly said..."that last one really hurt mommy," as a single tear ran down her cheek. At the age of 4 1/2 Paisley loves preschool, loves playing with her best friends JayLynn and Devree (and asks for one of them to play every single day), has an imagination that runs wild. She has such a strong willed personality that some times drives me crazy, but I know will take her far in life and be a good thing. She loves her dance and tumbling classes so much, and it is fun to see her talent blooming. I sure love my little bundle of energy!
Noah is still all boy...and all potty trained too! What a relief to have that behind us! Now at first I thought, wow boys will be so easy, no wiping (most of the time), easy emergency pull overs in the car, etc. But what I didn't realize is that they really do need to AIM. Wow, learning to aim makes it sure fun for mommy! I feel like I am constantly wiping down my toilets..I mean daily. I know I am a little obsessively clean, but wow it's driving me nuts! Oh well, you take the good with the bad! Noah wants to play with airplanes, trains, cars, and action figures all day. And the other day we brought in a tennis racket and a bag of tennis balls randomly out of the garage to put back in the shed, and you would have thought he just received the best new toy in the world! Who would have thought a tennis ball would be a great potty training incentive? The funny thing is he hits that ball with the racket as though it's a golf club. He can growl and roar at you and run around like a mad man, but then he can also be the snuggliest, sweetest, most tender hearted little mama's boy (and I'm not gonna lie...I love it!).
Ryan just continues to be the best dad and husband ever. He always has to listen to me complain, and I thank him for being so understanding and cleaning my bath tubs and stairs a lot lately. Love you honey!
Those are my thoughts today...in a nutshell.
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I'm sorry your pregnancy hasn't been as great as the first two. That's so rough! Love your little kiddos and can't believe that Paisley will be starting kindergarten! Hang in there and don't hesitate to let me know if you need anything.
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