Seriously - What's with Boys and Bushes?

Nice! 

I hope everyone else at the bus stop was as oblivious as I was.

Seriously - A Sure Sign...

Seriously... a sure sign that it is time to get my rear running again

Seriously - Piranha Latching

I must admit that even though I could be described as anyone of the following objects at any given time of day ... It is wonderful to not be pregnant anymore... and it is even more wonderful to have baby D around.

So ... what does a dear sweet baby who sleeps most of the time 

and is angelic even when he is screaming.... have to do with...

a flesh-eating South American fish??

Good thing that the piranha only lasts a few brief seconds and that the other 99.97% of the time I am not cringing and feeling sympathy for all of the dairy animals of the world...

but am back to staring with awe at this beautiful new life who is already bringing so much joy to our family. 

I also am blessed with the experience to know that this will pass before I know it... maybe even before I get around to posting this Seriously

Seriously - Pregnancy's Little Trick

I think the last few weeks of pregnancy are really a mean little trick into convincing a soon to be mom that anything would be better than the present condition.... I mean really -- what else could make a woman look forward to the torture of labor and delivery and make her blind to the fact that taking care of a baby on the outside will be much more difficult than having him on the inside?

I am at that point -- my body is so sick and tired of being pregnant, that child birth doesn't seem so terrible and sleepless nights with a crying baby almost sound pleasant.

Here are a few reasons why --

1- Heartburn, acid, pressure and breathing discomfort

2- Not being able to put on my tennis shoes without extreme stretching to the point of pain and resolving to wear flip flops whenever possible. (I must add that trying to put on nylons may be 5 times worse... and getting shin guards and cleats on little feet is not so much of a party either).

3- Always having something-or-other making itself at home on my protruding belly

4- My kids have always seemed to think that I am a human jungle gym... but it is much worse now that I look like a bouncy house too... ouch!

5 - Having to waddle like a duck -- especially after sitting still in one position for a long period of time.... it gives you a whole new understanding of Newton's Laws of motion... once in motion it is easier to stay at motion... but an object at rest would prefer to stay that way.

6 - And though one of my favorite animals is a tiger... and I have always been fascinated by the beauty of a zebra's stripes.... somehow the eerily similar patterns of stretch marks just don't add the same type of natural beauty to my abdomen as they do in the wild.

And on top of all these (along with many others that I am sure I left off the list) there are the relentless Braxton Hicks (and why in the heck are they named that anyway?) contractions playing with your mind, an overall tired, grumpy and downright uncomfortable feeling of hugeness that just starts to eat at you....

So --- bring on the next stage of fun already please!

And just FYI -- I had a Doctor's appointment today and she stripped my membranes.... so hopefully it will be soon.

Seriously - I think it is time for a King Size

Tossing and turning uncomfortably, but finally asleep. (Jake was asleep the second his head hit the pillow).

Off to the bathroom

What the Heck!

A few shoves later and I have my spot back.

Off to the bathroom again!

Seriously Jake! I was only gone for a couple minutes.

A pull and a tug and a few more shoves and I have the human burrito unwrapped and can fit back in bed....

This extremely fun cycle will continue every hour to hour and a half, until Jake gets up around 5:30 am to get ready for work....

And finally I can get a little rest!

Well -- at least until one of the kids comes in sometime in the next hour to wake me up.

Seriously - So that is why there is no room in my brain

That must be my problem too.... Way too many songs in my head from over the years... so no room for much of the other stuff that I learned along the way... but hey, I will challenge about anyone to a game of 50's and 60's mixed with 70's and 80's Songburst.

Seriously - The Dirtiest and Scariest...

Moments in Alaska both involved Tamsyn's and Her Pants

This is just one of the many not-so-clean moments involving mud, ashes, fish slime, bodily functions, or anything else you can possible get on your clothes when you are 5. Let's just say that I ended up doing laundry more often than I had hoped.

And the following was by far the most tense moment...

Luckily nothing was harmed except the pants.

It happened at the airport right before we were going to be heading home.

After checking into our flight, Grandma wanted to take the kids downstairs to see a stuffed bear, as Tamsyn was stepping off the escalator (and yes she was holding grandma's hand), the back hem of her brown sweat pants got caught in the teeth of the escalator. Thankfully no skin was involved, and both Grandma and Grandpa quickly went to push the emergency stop buttons. I think Grandma figured out how to push it first. Jake and I were waiting with the luggage upstairs and knew something was going on when we saw grandpa Bill take off running. I went to look over and saw Tamsyn stuck at the bottom but was relieved that it wasn't worse. In the meantime, Natasha helped Tamsyn out of her pants while the escalator was still moving and then pulled her jacket down over her legs so she would be covered up. It took some flagging down, but a janitor called the mechanic and an airport police officer came over as well, he even took a report. Tamsyn's pants had lots of holes and grease on them, but luckily we had a spare pair in our carry-on bag. It was a nerve racking way to end our vacation, but we were relieved that everything turned out fine. Now whenever she gets on an escalator she pulls her pants up to her knees.