The boys are playing so nice right now. The house is quiet except for the sound of McKay and Gavin talking quietly (a miracle!) to each other and the fire engine going across the floor. It's going to be a good day.
Yesterday I woke up grumpy as can be. I don't know what my deal is, but I am feeling so impatient and irrational. It comes and goes, but it's getting old.
This week is 15 weeks pregnant - glad to get the first part over with. My nausea is gone. I am indeed getting bigger and the hormones are still raging. We will get a gift that is totally worth it in the end, but man, this feels long sometimes.
Gavin is saying so many funny things. I've been meaning to write them down. I have been keeping this list since last month...
When we were at Bear Lake for the Snedigar reunion Gavin was sitting on the beach indian style for quite awhile. He turned to Brian and said, "Dad, my foot feels like a pretend foot." We have laughed and laughed about that one.
I asked Gavin if he was ready to eat. He said, "Mom, I'll let you know when I'm hungriling." I think that meant his stomach was grumbling.
On the first day of preschool I was picking out his clothes. He said, "Mom, that is cute - not cool. I'm going to be the only one who doesn't look cool." I didn't know he was aware of 'coolness' but apparently he's pretty concerned about it and what the four-year-olds at preschool thing. Oh dear.
A few weeks ago he was eating his oatmeal or cereal or something for breakfast. He was pretty sincere when he slowly said, "Sugar is the BEST!"
Gavin has been really into drawing. On paper and the magnetic sketch board. Just a few days ago Gavin and I had this conversation:
Gavin: Mom, can you draw me a sweet picture.
Me: Like what?
Gavin: I don't know.
Me: Like candy?
Gavin: No. Like a flower or Darth Vadar.
He's cute. And a good boy.
Monday, October 22, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
Random Thoughts on a Friday Night
Brian is off camping with his friends so the boys and I went up to Melinda's for dinner and a movie.
1. The last three days I have felt better than I have in a long time. There is something to be said for productivity. Cleaning out closets, wiping baseboards. Who is this person??? I have missed her.
2. Potty training is the worst. If McKay poops in his pants one more time I may slit my wrists. Not really, but I don't remember it being this hard with Gavin. We are so so so close. I need to stay focused and pay attention so I can get this kid on the pot in time. Tomorrow.
3. I am a little nervous at the thought of packing up this house so we can stay at the parent's while they are on a mission. I hope we can find great renters.
4. I fall asleep and wake up thinking about details of Enrichment dinners. I find that annoying.
5. I am going to finish up Papa's history. I am struggling getting started. I hope I really can do it and get it done sometime this year.
6. Could this baby possibly be a girl???
1. The last three days I have felt better than I have in a long time. There is something to be said for productivity. Cleaning out closets, wiping baseboards. Who is this person??? I have missed her.
2. Potty training is the worst. If McKay poops in his pants one more time I may slit my wrists. Not really, but I don't remember it being this hard with Gavin. We are so so so close. I need to stay focused and pay attention so I can get this kid on the pot in time. Tomorrow.
3. I am a little nervous at the thought of packing up this house so we can stay at the parent's while they are on a mission. I hope we can find great renters.
4. I fall asleep and wake up thinking about details of Enrichment dinners. I find that annoying.
5. I am going to finish up Papa's history. I am struggling getting started. I hope I really can do it and get it done sometime this year.
6. Could this baby possibly be a girl???
Fall Festivities
I love love love love fall. The weather, the colors - it's pretty much perfect. We always take a chance to head to Gardener Village and Cornbellies. Neither disappointed this year.
Gardner Village
Cornbellies
This year McKay was chosen for the pig races and his pig won! He didn't want to wear his pig nose, so his big brother took care of that for him.
It was especially fun to have two kids that could walk around and do stuff on their own. They were free to play and explore and the time flew by. Bouncy slides, duck races, hayrides, spiderwebs - all part of fun. But the best part of the night was smuggling in our own hot dogs, ketchup, and s'more ingredients. We thought we were pretty smart. Turns out the people sitting next to us who paid an arm and a leg for 6 marshmallows did too.
Gardner Village
Cornbellies
It was especially fun to have two kids that could walk around and do stuff on their own. They were free to play and explore and the time flew by. Bouncy slides, duck races, hayrides, spiderwebs - all part of fun. But the best part of the night was smuggling in our own hot dogs, ketchup, and s'more ingredients. We thought we were pretty smart. Turns out the people sitting next to us who paid an arm and a leg for 6 marshmallows did too.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Friends
I may have mentioned it before, but I have great friends. This group of neighborhood gals have become especially special and I am so grateful to have them close by. Transitioning to motherhood and permanent stay-at-home momness with two littles was a little hard. And lonely. But I don't feel alone anymore. These girls are one in a million and we all count on each other. We laugh hard, can cry and keep it real, and band together when something needs to get done. I have made lifelong friends here on 1010 West and consider myself very very lucky!
Friday, September 28, 2012
Not myself
I am not kidding when I say that sometimes I am an unfit mother. Seriously. Especially lately. This is all so confusing to me. The part where we planned on having another baby and then in the past two months, while that very baby is finally with us, I wonder why on earth I have been given another one to take care of when I can't take care of the ones I've got. I don't even feel like myself. I am grumpy beyond belief. My patience is paper thin. Everyone is an idiot. I don't even know why anyone would want to be around me, since I can hardly stand being around myself. I hope this all goes away soon. I know that this is not who I am, but I'm sure it's hard for my husband and kids to continue being forgiving. Brian finally figured out to not do those big weirded out eyes at me anymore or he was really going to get it. Lucky for him, now he chooses to keep those eyes to himself. But I still know that he knows. And it's hard.
We have good moments and then in an instant it can change, and it's usually because of me. Because of how I react to things. McKay stepping on a loaf of bread is really not the end of the world. But you would have thought that today.
And on top of all my craziness, I decided it's time to potty train McKay. Things are going pretty well. Until the last two days when I decided that I've had enough poop in the pants (3). So for two days we haven't left the house. I've watched his every move and I know this kid needs to go to the bathroom. The final straw was when Brian wanted me to help with his friends birthday (a totally reasonable request, in my normal state) but I am flipping out inside because I CAN NOT LEAVE BECAUSE MCKAY NEEDS TO POOP. So I took him to grandma and left for 30 minutes. Drove up to pick him up the very second he is pooping his pants. After two days of me waiting, he pooped his pants while I was gone. I am bugged. And sad. I've got to get a grip.
We have good moments and then in an instant it can change, and it's usually because of me. Because of how I react to things. McKay stepping on a loaf of bread is really not the end of the world. But you would have thought that today.
And on top of all my craziness, I decided it's time to potty train McKay. Things are going pretty well. Until the last two days when I decided that I've had enough poop in the pants (3). So for two days we haven't left the house. I've watched his every move and I know this kid needs to go to the bathroom. The final straw was when Brian wanted me to help with his friends birthday (a totally reasonable request, in my normal state) but I am flipping out inside because I CAN NOT LEAVE BECAUSE MCKAY NEEDS TO POOP. So I took him to grandma and left for 30 minutes. Drove up to pick him up the very second he is pooping his pants. After two days of me waiting, he pooped his pants while I was gone. I am bugged. And sad. I've got to get a grip.
Friday, September 7, 2012
The News
Well, it worked. I found out mid-August that we are going to have another baby. I surprised Brian at work with a gift of pink and blue M&Ms and a father's day card that said, "Third time is the charm!" He was pretty excited. I was pretty grateful to have an explanation this time around for my naughty behavior. (I get that way when I'm pregnant, or so I've been told...)
I am due around April 20. I go in to the see the doctor next Wednesday. I am anxious to see if things are good. I have been tired, moody, grumpy, and dizzy. I have thrown up a few times, which I never did with the boys, so Brian wonders if it may be a girl. Who knows. This morning, out of the blue, Gavin said, "I SO want a girl baby." He doesn't even know we're having one and he's made several comments like this. Hmmm....maybe he knows something we don't.
I am due around April 20. I go in to the see the doctor next Wednesday. I am anxious to see if things are good. I have been tired, moody, grumpy, and dizzy. I have thrown up a few times, which I never did with the boys, so Brian wonders if it may be a girl. Who knows. This morning, out of the blue, Gavin said, "I SO want a girl baby." He doesn't even know we're having one and he's made several comments like this. Hmmm....maybe he knows something we don't.
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