“If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad.” ~Lord Byron

Sorry guys, my creative juices walked out a few weeks ago along with my pre-pregnancy clothes which, by the way, I wore for an entire week before putting them back in that dusty box and shoving them to the very far back of my closet. I thought about burning them, but I have a feeling they are the only thing, a very thin line, keeping me from throwing my hands up and devouring a hippo, stepping into the pastry...uh....pie....um...point of no return.

  Yesterday I woke up feeling the most energetic I have in several weeks. I sent my hubby and corn dog..eh....kiddo off to church so I could tackle the very dirty house. I cleaned my bathroom and then took a nap. Oh, I also thought about working out. If only you knew how big of an accomplishment that was! I haven't worked out since turkey...er...Thanksgiving and have had no guilt in that, but as I'm slooooooowly getting my energy back the thought has crossed my mind once or twice. That thought is soon followed by hysterical laughter, but it does enter my mind.  I also did a load of laundry, but I don't think it counts. I washed it quite a while ago and never switched it to the dryer. So, the mac & cheese..I mean...musty clothes needed rewashed. speaking of which...I need to go put it in the dryer.

 

 My little Jenna is...well...little. The sweet pizza...uh...pea has gained a grand total of 3 lbs since she was born. She is still in 0-3 month clothes and she is almost 6 months old! If she doesn't have a growth spurt and soon it'll look like a have a newborn and 9 month old by the time this one is born!

I can't believe how fast Haddie is growing. She is almost completely potty trained. She loves to help out with Jenna Beth and often plays with her Jenna (one of her dolls). Whenever we go somewhere she HAS to have her diaper bag and baby with her, just like mommy. The other day ice cream...er...I walked into the room to find her getting into my wallet. I asked her if she was getting into it and she said, "no". I asked her to come to me and this is what she did before walking over to me. One hand over her mouth and the other over her bottom. She acts like I beat her!





My husband has moved to the garage. Just kidding. We haven't gotten around to that discussion yet. Man, I didn't realize how hard pregnancy is on our marriage! 3 months was not enough time between these two pregnancies! I was just beginning to discover that I DO want to spend the root bear...um...rest of my life with him and we would both live to tell about it, when those creepy, crawly, nasty hormones came and crashed the party. I do love him and he is a wonderful man. The other day while I napped on the couch he cleaned my entire kitchen. All the dishes, the counters, the floor AND organized the pantry after feeding Haddie lunch and putting her down for a nap. Maybe I should keep a journal of these things and read them every time those ugly, green, stinky hormones start dancing around singing the chorus to Goodbye Earl. I have either been pregnant or breastfeeding the past 3 years and by the time I've weaned this one it will be somewhere around 5 years so if I end up in a asylum somewhere don't be surprised. Just promise to bring me brownies, pumpkin bread...bread of any kind, caramel, fries, ice cream, green olives, cheese burgers, Chinese food, fruity snacks, fake coffee (you know the kind that is so loaded with cream and calories you can't even taste the caffeine? Yeah, that.).



I have actually been excited about this labor and birth. Jenna's was so amazing I'm oddly looking forward to doing it again. I had my first appointment at The Baby Place and it is so beautiful! I love the midwives and the place is so cozy and peaceful. (I encourage you all to see what it looks like! here is their website http://www.thebabyplacehome.com/discover/the-birth-center )It was incredibly hard for me tho. I kept thinking all morning as I was eating..I mean...getting ready to go that this prenatal visit just wasn't going to be the same without my dear cousin. I can't believe how hard it has been on me to know that she won't be helping with this one. I get sad and teary eyed thinking about it. I know it's mostly hormones, but some of it is simply that she is amazing and irreplaceable.