Let's hear it for those hormones! woo hoo

I wish I didn't puke daily, I wish I could eat better (due to the fact of my first wish), I wish I wouldnt have gained road rage and cry at random songs or commercials, I wish I wasn't so tired all the time, I wish I wasn't so impatient with everything, I wish I could sleep for more than 4 hours w/o having to get up and pee, I wish there were better clothes that were actually comfortable without looking like sweat pants, and I wish people would stop touching my Buddha belly. My Aunt Nancy gave me some great advice, she told me to rub there belly right back. So I'm gonna and the next person that I don't want to touch me- I'm gonna rub the flab on there belly for as long as they rubbed mine. I think this may be the best idea I've heard yet. Thanks Aunt Nancy. They think its like a magnet that forces them grab and rub. One person I know actually gets behind me and wraps her arms around me to feel my belly. WTF is that?! I cant believe I didn't knock her out. And I'm not talking about my family or a friend that hasn't seen me in a while, I'm talking about people I see almost daily. Holy crap and the comments I get, lets see, I've heard "you know your face doesn't look as fat as it did with the boys." or "geez (pointing to my belly) your gonna need to work out" I also like "your so big for only being 6 months into it" another favorite "are there twins in that belly?"
Yes people, I have directly heard all of these lame ass comments.
And I don't have a face anymore. Everyone looks directly at my gut. I think I might start drawing faces on it and let them actually talk to the belly that has taken on it's own identity.
And did I mention my raging hormones?! If this doesn't spell it out for you, I'm not sure what to say. But because I know I'm temporally crazy (lets hope) I try to hold allot of horrible comments back and I have to say that my tongue is tore up. I bite it daily. And to think that I still have 15 weeks to go. I'm gonna have to drink from a straw by then, I wont have a tongue.
But I will say that writing it down somehow makes me feel like I exhaled after a great massage. So I win.
And someday soon I will look back at this blog as I hold my new baby and wish I could feel her kick inside me again. Because for every dumb ass comment that someone makes or for every morning when I puke, I would never take this experience away. I truly feel lucky to be a woman and get to go through this amazing process. I am at awe with how this all works and this is my 3rd time around. There are no words to explain what it feels like to have a miracle happening inside your body. I am very grateful that I can have all of "issues" there are women that would do anything to hear the words that I complain about. So don't get me wrong, I know what I have and I do think I am extremely blessed and lucky.
Lucky and crabby.

whew- that felt great :)

more old pictures

First time Daddy.....

First time Mommy....

me and Wade-O


Joshua and me

ketchup

Yikes- Time to catch up! Good thing I got a new camera that I'm kinda obsessed with, so I have allot of pictures. Lately I look like the paparazzi following everyone around so watch out, it's another phase.
So these are my lunch buddies Adrienne and Nathan. Nathan and I have a "special" friendship, I like to call him my little boyfriend. He gave me a Valentine card, he has even made me cookies before. We're pretty tight. I'm not saying the large French Fries I bring him every time isnt upping my chances of him liking me but whatever works. Adrienne still looks at me like hmmm, I know her but I dont KNOW her. I'm workin on that. When she smiles she crinkles up her nose-- adorable. and I think this child can do the splits, she's awesome. So thanks Lisa for lettin me hang with you and the babes at lunch- they are yummier than the Fries.

We went to the ST. PATTY'S Parade in Royal Oak for the first time. It was a great impulse decision. The kids needed to get out of the house and a parade was a great way to be able to scream and go crazy and NOT be in the house and have to hear it. And it was a great Parade too!

The bagpipers were first and I always put my sunglasses on when I hear that sound. I cry like a baby as soon as I hear them. Every time. Pregnant or not. That sound just takes me to a place that I love and makes me smile and cry every time. weird?! I'm ok with it. So hopefully you are too. or get over it.

Tristen had a blast and got SO much candy that I had to hide some and then eat it myself because I wouldn't want his teeth to rot. and I love Jolly Ranchers. Tanner had a good time crawling all over Thomas like curious George and danced everytime a band came by. That boy can groove. Actually all 3 of my T's can groove with the best of them. We have HOURS of them dancing on film. My family of entertainers.

Getting ready for that bunny and coloring some eggs. What a messy process this is but we didnt do to bad this year. Our hands are still discolored but worth it.

And look at this cheese ball smile. He is the most animated kid I know, cracks me up.

We went to Nancy's to celebrate a variety of things- 4 Birthdays, and Easter. The Bdays were (in order if pic) Jake, Uncle Dave, Jackson and Uncle Darrel. There ages add up to 114. YIKES.

Tanner played the piano ever so gently all night. (gentle my ass)

and here is a forced smile by Tristen and a GREAT pic of Jackman. He's so cute and he is one of those kids that you can already see what he will look like at 18 just by looking at him now. So handsome.

On Easter we went out to my dad's for Monsters annual egg hunt. The kids LOVE it. I swear it must take her hours to plan it all out. Each kid (this year 4) has there own trail that has eggs hidden with clues to the next egg and after 15 clues you end finding your basket next to the butterfly. My Dad took Tristen this year and I followed with my camera- they are so cute together. I just watch Tristen with him and he adores him as much as some other kid I used to know. Let's just say I know how Tristen feels, my dad has a great way of making each kid or in this case grandkid feel "special". And Trist just thinks his Papa Dear is the best.

Tanner also had his own path and Madison and Tristen helped him find his. (his clues were easier)

And this is my nephew Charlie- he didnt get a path this year. I think walking is a requirement but watch out for Charlie next year, he will be ready.

He is 8 almost 9 months old and he has such a great laugh and he is so happy. I got to snuggle with him and he is SUCH a love bug.

Wow, we have been busy and I feel like this isnt even half of it.

more soon!

up's and downs of pictures

My babies as you can see are not really babies anymore and I'm having a hard time accepting that fact. I keep staring at these pictures and I am at awe that these two little beautiful souls were created by Thomas and I. It amazing me daily how fast time goes. Truly. Tristen is SIX. wha?! how did that happen? and who was I before these sensitive adoring little boys graced me with there presents?! and what the hell did I do with all that free time?
Anyway~
Here are a few of my favorites at the session with "My Photographer"
Tristen often has a "staged" smile. He smiles but it's the most forced smile you have ever seen. His top lip goes over his teeth completely and he looks so annoyed. It's pretty funny actually. But these chicks cracked my kids up. She was great at getting them while they laughed.

real bunny too!


I love this one.


You can tell Tristen was laughing in these. And Tanner was awesome. He's kinda shy sometimes till he gets used to you but he was great with his big brother there to help. They are both so yummy.

***This is just a statement that I feel like I should also note. These are really great pictures and I'm so glad in the long run that we do them. BUT, thats right a BIG but the whole procedure of "getting" them done is pretty much a whole day event. and it blow. We were there for 2 1/2 ~ 3 hours and it felt like I just worked a double waitressing on my feet all day. We waited for 50 minutes before they even asked us what was up and took us in the picture room. And waiting for that long in his family is not good. Both boys could not sit still no matter what we did- there had to be 8 other kids there waiting doing the same things my kids were doing. and it was KAYOS. I dont know how those people work there. I would lose my mind. And Thomas. omg you could just look at him and tell he was ready to get the hell outta dodge. And I dont understand why they make you pick all the pictures after they see that your so ready to get out of there. If they would of let me come back the next day and got to mess around with the pictures, I for sure would have spent more money. But in order to get the "special" I had to do it the SAME DAY. damn it.
Then I saw the pictures and saw how fricken cute the boys are and I got over it.
kinda like labor - as its happening you feel like its never gonna be over and you wonder where the end of that damn tunnel is, then you see the results and forget what hell you just went through. Then you get pregnant again and do it all over.
that's life. and what a sweet life it is.

snowball fights

Yup, he is aiming at me. Can you believe it? Someone needs to remind this man that throwing snowballs at his wife and unborn child is reason enough to be drop kicked. So I ditched the camera and had a good ol fashion snow ball fight. And I do believe I won. Tristen joined the dark side and also attacked me but my baby Tanner was on my side. Or he was more interested in eating the snow. and yes, we kept him away from anything yellow.

Things have been hectic, but who isnt busy lately?! I dont know many people that can say they are bored anymore. Everyone is always going at full speed and there seems to never be enough time for everything I try to do. I should say "want" to do.

I remember when I was younger, my Mom NEVER called in sick. FOR REAL. I dont ever remember her calling in sick. She is so dedicated, sometimes to the extreme. But anyway if she was getting a cold she used to say- I dont have time to be sick- and I remember thinking, Huh?! no one wants to make time to be sick but you just have to do it so you can get better. Well now again, I get what she was saying! I had the worst flu/whatever last week for 4 days- knocked me on my ass and all I could think was OMG I do not have time for this crap, work is crazy- I cant get the kids sick - I have too much to do to be SICK. And again I realize, I am SO my Mothers Daughter.

But I did slow down and I was reminded by people that care (including my mom) (how ironic) that you have to s~l~o~w down and take care of yourself. So, I slept more than I had since I was a teenager, I ate chicken soup, used 2 boxes of Kleenex and my family took great care of me!

special thanks to Aunt Joyce for keepin me company at the hospital :) she's so nice to me! and to my mom and Chuck for watching the monster all weekend while I was getting hydrated with a stiff IV bag.

Here is the belly at 21 weeks. And let me just add what BS it is that just because I have 2 other kids I look 8 months pregnant and I still have to wait till July. What do you mean you pop out faster after your first kid?! I dont think I was this big with Tanner at 21 weeks. bunch of crap. I'm gonna be huge.

sidenote- I LOST weight when I was sick. But obviously that baby didnt! That was a bit nerve racking. But everything is all good.

ohh, lots of movement too! it's so cool to feel a baby getting cozy in your belly. strange but cool. Thomas thinks it's alienish.

maybe I should peg him with another snowball.

tee hee