I Want My Comfy Warm Bed!

Justice threw a fit today.

"I DON'T WANT TO GET OUT OF MY COMFY WARM BED!!! IN!!! IN!!! IN!!! PUT MY BLANKET BACK ON!!!!! IT IS WARM AND COMFY!! I WANT MY COMFY BED!! I WANT TO BE BACK IN MY BED!!!! MY BED IS COMFY!!!!! IT'S WARM!!!! IIINNNNN MMMYYYYY BBEEEEEDD!!!! I WANT MY COMFY BED!!!! ...cry..cry...cry.....!"

I feel your pain, Buddy. There have been many a days that I wish I could scream the same things.
How I wish I could acceptably behave like a 3 year old. Everything I say could be uncensored. The most challenging issue I would deal with in a day would be deciding which toy to play with. And, if I ever got a booboo or got my feeligs hurt, some one is always there to make me feel better.
Sometimes growing up stinks. Everything always has to be so serious... The morgage. The credit cards. The relationships. the political correctness. The state of the world.

Today act like a kid... Throw all caution to the wind... Just have fun....

1. Make a silly face at a stranger.
Everyone likes a silly face. I bet you'll crack someone up.

2. Eat ice cream for dinner.
The fun part about being an adult is you can do what you want when you want. We are already aware of our immense responsibilities so for one night let it go.
3. Go to bed early. Some kids hate bedtime, but once they're down they sleep like rocks. Give yourself a ridiculously early bedtime one night this week. You can TiVo your shows and watch them another day.

4. Pretend you're a robot. Walk down the street or through a store with mechanical movements, adding 'zzzzzt' sounds with each motion. Pretending to have a motor broken in, say, your left hand can add at least 30 seconds more entertainment.
5. Color or draw something. Coloring brings back memories for most of us. Dig up some of your old coloring books if you can. They're better than the new ones, although the Care Bears are back!

6. Try to say the alphabet backwards. Kids are great at crazy tasks. They try with all their might. I learned to say the alphabet backwards fast as a kid. It was my favorite party trick. See how fast you can say it.
7. Have a race. The next time you are walking with a friend race them to the corner. It's fun to see other adults reacting to spontaneous racing.
8. Skip down the hallways at work. Mid-day sluggish getting to you? Skip to your meeting and you'll probably brighten up the whole office.

9. Wear what you want. Kids come up with interesting outfits when they're allowed by their parents to dress themselves. Come up with your own interesting outfit one day this week.



10. Try a handstand. Do it just for fun and don't worry about falling over.
11. Adopt a bizarre twitch (e.g. flicking your head irregularly, twitching with eye or busting out sporadic cough noises) and try it out when you go shopping.

12. When you are out in public use a foreign accept when you talk.

My kids love doing this. OK... so if you use an Italian accent, include flamboyant shoulder shrugs for added impact, or go for a Marlon Brando set of grunts.

Have Fun Today.

Does This Pregnancy Make Me Look Fat?

I am struggling with weight right now.. It is all centrally located in my belly. It drives me nuts because I can't move.

I can't bend over to grab stuff off the floor very well. And, if I am trying to do that while sitting I should just forget about it.
What is funny about the matter is that I am taking a fitness science class right now and I learned to calculate my BMI or Body Mass Index for those of you who are, well.... uneducated.. heehee..

So, my BMI last week put me at being underweight. This week I am considered a normal weight (even though if I wasn't pregnant I would have the biggest Beer gut EVER!) And, next week I will be obese.

Seriously.. not much difference, minus the belly hair.

Yup... I am feeling it. My belly is bigger. My hips are wider. Pregnancy has a way of making me feel not so sexy even though David tries to convince me I still am, and even more so now...
I have always said that I would be in a world of hurt if it wasn't for my genetics keeping me thin. But, I am reminded, now that I am pregnant, that that would never be the case. I get to a certain size, think I am fat, and start freaking out. David says I should never repeat this to anyone and that I have body dysmorphia. But, it is a fact. It is my reality.

So, I dream about going back to the gym. I salivate at beginning P90X, which is quite possibly the coolest workout system available right now... I learned about it one early morning when all there was on TV were infomercials....
So, that is by beef today. I want to lose this baby weight... I just need to have Honour first.

No more Peepee in the Bed.

I am so proud of Justice. For 2 nights in a row now he has not gone pee in his bed. This is a big deal. And, he is proud of himself too!
All of my kids, except Faith, have had problems peeing in their beds when they were younger. It is the last step in their potty training. Well, for a long while we used pull-ups to deal with issue. But, I swear that they just make the peeing worse. The kids can't feel that they are getting wet, so they don't wake up. And, over time they pee more and more in bed.
So, when Courage was about 3 I searched around for a better solution. I found out through my hours of internet research about this cool little thing.

It is a potty alarm.

You attatch it to your child's shirt and it also has an attachment that connects to their underwear. When your child wets their underwear, the alarm senses it and starts to sound and vibrate. That will wake up your child and you so you can help them go to the bathroom in the toilet. Because the underwear gets wet, they need to change it. But, the more times this happens, the easier they wake up and the less they pee in their bed.
Courage was the worst about going in his bed. He would go about 4 times a night. So, it took him about 2 months to finish going in his bed. Hope took about a month to stop going completely in her bed. And, Justice is the quickest yet. He use to go pee in his bed about 2 times a night. The first pee would always be at 1 or 2 am. The 2nd pee would be at 5 am. Then he dropped to 1 peeing in the bed at night, or I should say morning, at about 5 am. That lasted for about 3 days. And, now he is 2 nights in a row with no peeing in the bed. He is just 2 weeks into his potty alarm training.
He wakes up so happy and lets everyone in the house know he didn't "go" in his bed. We all make a big deal about it of course.
Anyway, I totally recommend it for kids of all ages.

What the????

I honestly don't understand people. How can people still think my son looks like a girl? Yeah, he has long hair.... Have they never seen a boy with long hair?
I mean, I dress him like a boy. He will only play with cars, trains, balls, and other "boy" toys. He sounds like a boy. He acts like a boy.
The kicker today was when Justice and I were at the gym. He wanted to see where I exercised. So, I took him. When we were in the fitness center of the building, he saw some men lifting weights. That started a conversation about how he would do that some day. I went on to tell him as we walked hand in hand, "Someday you will do that. You will be big just like Daddy. And, you will have hair on your chest. You will have hair on you legs and your face. And you will have big muscles and be tall, just like your Daddy." He freaked out when I told him about all the hair he would have..... But, that is beside the point.
The point is that some 20 something girl at the check-in counter was listening to our conversation. And, when we made it to the door to go outside and leave she said, "Have a nice day, ladies."

LADIES!!!

Are you freaking kidding me!!! I was standing there telling my son who looks like a boy that he will be just like his Daddy and have hair and muscles all over his body!
It blows my mind....

This is Justice today. These are the clothes he wore to the gym.

Seriously? A girl? Dumb...Dumb...Dumb...

I am a Boy!

It is totally official, at least for David. I have known even before this baby was conceived that he would be a boy. Call it "divine intuition." But, david always has to see proof. He just has no faith. He is a man of science, ya know.
So we went to the ultra sound appointment. I always get treated really well because David works with the people at the doctor office. Yes, being a doctor's wife does have its perks....
They checked my cervix length. That was a nice 39 in length - I am not sure if that is cm or mm. It doesn't really matter to me just as long as they tell me it is good and I am not on a path to early delivery.

Then the sonographer went on to check Honour's anatomy. He is slowing measuring bigger and bigger. Now he is bigger than his age. But, I don't care about that because I don't have to push him out. When he will be born I just chill out on the OR table and let the doctors do all the work. Then I take a long warm nap in recovery while David takes care of everything... Honour in particular.
During the appointment Honour was a mover, flipping and turning. That is nothing abnormal he has been kicking and stretching for weeks now.

But most of the time he kept his legs wide open so we could definitely see that he was a he. Yup, all my boys are show offs.

They take after their dad.

This is his cute little foot print.

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It's Not You.... Well, yeah... It IS You!

The word,"friend", is used to define an active, mutually satisfying relationship. Nobody breaks up with a friend. So, why do we have to break up with people in our life like they are friends? It's not like you can say, "Let's just be friends" as we would in a boyfirend/girlfriend relationship. We weren't friends and we don't want to be friends. Shouldn't we just say, "I am not going to talk to you anymore"..? Or better yet, why doesn't just making yourself unavailable work? The answer is simple.... because some people just don't "get it." 
Yet, the question still remains. How do you break up with someone in your life? This is a tough question, especially when you see them all the time, and even harder when you are related. But, as we come to terms with the idea of an existing "non-friendship" it becomes easier to take the necessary steps towards practical separation. You'd think.....
Sometimes the rational ideas of breaking up such as 1. Cancelling all dates and stop making new ones, (2) Filtering out all telephone calls, text messages, instant messages, and avoid all comments on cyber-social networks, and (3) Letting them fade away just won't work. Sometimes these relationships that you wish were no longer are unavoidable like parasites sucking your life away and there is 

NO WAY OUT...... EVER.... 

And, sometimes even moving away won't work. These relationships will follow you until the the day you die and the person is going to make sure of that, quite literally even.
So, what do you say? Its not you, it's me.... That would be lying. Wouldn't it be nice if we were kids and we could just say, "I'm not going to talk to you anymore," and then walk off to go eat a cupcake? Ahhhh, to be 5 years old. No, I am thinking more like, "You are a crazy person, we can rehash this relationship after you have had psychiatric therapy."

Events of the Last Few Weeks

I have been really busy the last few weeks despite my attempts to hide under a rock away from all human contact until I am no longer nauseated or tired.

I was invited to a girl's only party a while ago. I learned some shocking information about the women at my kids' school and it wasn't gossip either. The information came straight from the horses' mouths. Let me just say that hanging out with drinking women who led colorful lives is extremely different than hanging out with Relief Society women.

 I also had a litter of kittens born to one of my female cats. She had five very cute kittens. The morning after they were born, I heard my kids in the room fighting over which kitten would be theirs.

Oh! I also found out that the baby is a boy...unofficially. When I saw him at my 12 week ultrasound appointment, it definitely looked like something was "there." But, the doctors won't confirm it. I do have another ultrasound on the 16th of this month. So, I will let you know for sure.
I also had a strange happening yesterday. I was sent to the hospital because it was a concern that I may have had a blood clot in my leg. So, I went, but didn’t want a big deal made of it. I was happy that it was pretty low-key. However, the ultrasound tech pushed the machine into my leg so hard that it hurt for the rest of the day. But, I am happy to report no clots.

And, today is a snow day. I am glad about that because I am very sick today. Having my kids home means that I get help while I crash on the couch.

So life is busy. I am hanging in there.