A shower for my baby girl and a cape for Ford

I love sweet people.  Don’t you??  You know the kind that you can really tell like you and care about you.  The older I get the more I am aware that “true friends” are few and far between.  So the ones you do have, you need to embrace and hang on to. 

After I found out I was pregnant with a girl, a friend of mine insisted on hosting a shower at her house.  I hesitantly agreed, because most people don’t have a baby shower for a third baby.   But she said since I was having a girl that I needed a shower.  I concurred.  Several others that are near and dear to me offered to help host and so a baby shower was born.

I gave strict instructions to keep things simple.  No one listens to me obviously.  They went all out and above and beyond.  The afternoon was so perfect. 

Pink roses are my favorite. 

 Don’t I look slim in this picture to be 35 weeks pregnant?????  Ha ha ha ha ha… I had on Spanx.  Non-maternity kind.  I couldn't breathe and probably upset my child all day long.  Sorry Annie… My legs were too white to skimp on the hosiery.   

My mom, Gran, me, and Annie (baking away)

 I L-O-V-E the initial monogram.  This will go above her bed when and if we ever get moved.

Aren't these the cutest things???  Her initials are on them.

 My sweet sweet hostesses... Amy, Julie, Elizabeth, Dana (whom I call Tiner), and Meg

 Taylor, Jessica (Bogan) and me.  These girls and I lived together the summer of 2003, and we were in each other's weddings… Ohhh the memories!

 Taylor came up from Jackson.  Bobba, Trey's grandmother

 A few of the gifts Annie was "showered" with!

 My nieces, Caroline and Molly Cate, helped me open the presents

 Rhonda (Big Momma), Jeanette (Boo), and My mother in law, Ann (Puddin)

 My helpers

Thank you to all who came and helped to celebrate my little girl who is coming ANY day now!!!!!

A few blogs ago I said that I was slightly stressed about Ford’s 100^th day of school because we had to make a cape.  Well, we bought Ole Miss material (imagine that), I cut it, and sewed the seams.  The other part of the instructions was to put 100 things on it.  Well, Ford didn't want to mess up his cape one single bit.  I decided to try stickers since you can pull them off easily.  Well, they kept falling off so we gave up and insisted there were 100 M’s on there anyway.

Monday morning he was ready… Can you tell??????

 Around 8:45 the kiddos arrived via “The Cheese” (school bus) at McDonald’s.  I had offered to come and help distribute their breakfast.

 I think the mask adds so much to his attire!

 This child is priceless..... there is not another like him.

 MHS- 4K class of 2027!!!!!

Not my first rodeo

We are just trucking right on along through the days.  The boys are busy, I’m growing, and the house is slowly progressing.  Unfortunately, we won’t get moved before Annie comes.  I was disappointed, but it is what it is.

 Ford tells me several times a day he is ready for sis to come out.  He then asks how many days it will be until she gets here.  I always say, “I don’t know, but it could be any day.”

 Tonight Bitty told me he didn't like his nose and asked me to pray that Gigi (Jesus) would give him another nose!!!  I kind of honked it and he laughed!

 My boys need haircuts about every 6 weeks.  Here’s the before….

 After.... Bitty was mad.  Can you tell!?!?!?!

I’m really probably the LEAST fun person I know about now.  All I want to do is crawl in my bed and hide until Annie comes.  I’ll probably want to hide there for a while after she comes too, to be quite honest.

Despite my misery I am experiencing from the rapid belly growth and weight gain, I know that my life will soon come to a screeching HALT and I need to embrace these last few weeks.  Friday night we decided to go out, grabbed a quick dinner, and went to the movies.  I felt pretty blah and wanted to stay at home, but convinced myself that I needed to get out.  On Saturday I went to a baby shower in Oxford and persuaded Trey and the boys to come too.  They played around while I was at the shower and then we went to the Ole Miss vs. University of Florida basketball game.  No one had more fun than Ford Lamar.

 

You can literally take Ford anywhere and he will adapt and behave.  He sat so still and focused on that game.  You have never seen such from a 5 year old.  He was actually very ticked at the beginning when Ole Miss was losing.  Let’s just say he is very competitive and wants his Rebels to be winning.   When they would score he was up yelling and clapping.  If the other team was winning he wasn't a good sport about it.

John Brantley had a lot of “flippancy” as my parents called it.  He sat still for maybe 3 seconds the entire game.  He was up, down, high, low, side to side, upside down… you name it.

And the Representative drank coke, ate Cracker Jacks, and read stuff on his phone the entire game.  He claims the game was making him nervous!

Pregnancy Update:

I’m 35 weeks and getting large.  I went to the doctor on Thursday.  I had gained 2 pounds in two weeks which puts me at a grand total of 29 pounds. 

I still have The Beast (hernia) and it’s pretty much in full swing 24 hours a day.  When the hernia is out it causes swelling from blockage.  Well, I’m swollen all day too…even in the morning.  It’s lovely.  By the end of the day I hurt and sitting down will help to some degree.  I’ve noticed that I bruise a lot easier now and find random spots all over my legs.  Then I wonder what in the world I ran into.  Little spidery veins are appearing on my legs too.  Total package ladies…. Total package!!!

I started noticing numbness and tingling in my arms a few weeks ago.  It’s carpal tunnel.  So fun.  I remember having it with Bitty too.

To clarify:  I am due on February 28.  I am scheduled to be induced on February 23.  If I make it to my induction date I will be 39 weeks and like 2 days.  I have never made it that far in a pregnancy.  HOWEVER, I desperately (despite my misery) want to make it that far.  I am no idiot.  This isn’t my first rodeo.  I know it’s MUCH easier with her in here than when she comes out!!!   I am prepared for her to come any day now.  So we shall see!!!!!!!........

The Bit is sick

I hate being sick, but I hate it even more when my babies are sick.  John Brantley wasn’t acting 100% for most of the weekend, and by Monday I knew he had “the funk”.  I called and made an appointment, thinking the worst, and headed to the pediatrician.  After an ear inspection, flu test, and strep test it was determined that he had an upper respiratory infection.  We left with a prescription for cough medicine and hoped for the best.

He was pretty pitiful by Tuesday…..

I knew that other things were going on other than an upper respiratory infection.

Sooooo, Wednesday I called at 8:00 AM asking for some amoxicillin which I was denied and forced to make another appointment.  I may have majored in education, but I know lots about sick babies, and I knew mine had an ear infection.

We had another appointment and the Bit has a double ear infection on top of an upper respiratory infection.

I really wanted him to go to school today because I had to go to the baby doctor, but that wasn't happening.  He cried and cried about it.  He won.  I lost.  He came with me to the doctor.  He just couldn't hang.  He fell asleep by 8:15 AM.

But a stop by Lowe’s to buy stuff for the new house quickly pepped the little man up.  He’s running at about 75%, and I’m hoping for big things tomorrow…. Like him going to school.

Weight: 26 lbs. = 5th-10th percentile

Length: 34 inches or 2'10'' = below 5th percentile

And that my friends is why we call him Bitty... because he's Itty Bitty!!!!!!!

A perfect seat

The majority of my blog is about the boys, a smaller percentage about me being preggo, and a slim portion is about Trey.  I think he would probably prefer for it to remain this way since he has no clue what one might say about him.  Fear of the unknown!!!  Well, he’s about to be talked about…in a good way.

I like Trey.  I think he’s a good guy, wonderful Christian man, fun daddy, hard worker, loyal friend, and dedicated citizen to our community.  He was recently nominated and elected as a deacon of our church here in Senatobia.  I am extremely proud of Trey and know he will serve our church well.

Last Sunday night he was ordained during a sweet service.  I was fortunate enough (still not sure how I feel about this) to join Trey down front as all the deacons both active and inactive prayed over us and encouraged us.  After about six or seven men came by the emotions started and I was trying to hide my tears.  Didn't work.  Putting a severely pregnant woman in an emotional situation shouldn’t be allowed.  I DO NOT cry in front of people, not even Trey.  I choose to cry alone.  This made me very uncomfortable.  However, it was all out of sweetness and love. 

Here’s a copy of the order of worship from last Sunday night complete with all hymns selected by Trey himself.

Tuesday the boys and I loaded up and headed to Jackson.  I am sure that my doctor wouldn't have thought this was an exceptional idea.  Well, I didn't tell her.  I needed to get out of town one last time before Annie arrives.  We stopped by to see our favorite representative and ran around the capitol to stir things up a bit.

Naturally, we stopped by the Children’s Museum to play and release some much needed energy.

We met up with our friends, the Wilson’s.  My boys are the same ages as their boys, Ryder and Rhodes.

The Children’s Museum sure can work up an appetite.  Ford wanted the world to know that he made a “happy plate”.

We had a fun trip ... headed home.

 

Back at home means back to school and all things that come with that.  Today I got this note…

Let’s just say this might have stressed this pregnant momma out a slight bit.  Ford was 100% pumped up about this cape idea.  Our next stop was the fabric store where he chose none other than OLE MISS!!!  Now to come up with 100 items to attach….

Last week, at 33 weeks, I went to the doctor for my check-up.  I had gained 5 pounds in 2 weeks.  Oops!!!  I’m up 27 pounds which is a LARGE number, but I am still smaller than I was at this point with John Brantley… I was an amazon.

I am carrying Annie VERY low.  I am sure I shouldn't hold my children, but I do.  My belly is a perfect seat for Bit.

Today I turned 34 weeks and feel like it’s time to skid into home plate.  Yes, Trey, I just posted a picture of my belly….

I ohhhhhhhh so badly want to do some serious nesting, but we are still renting and not settled.  This is Annie’s room….

Tonight is a RARE night!!!!  I am home alone on this lovely Friday night.  Trey is having a slumber party with his BFF’s from high school at the farm, and the boys are with my parents.  I think they are enjoying themselves….

Trey asked if I would be okay.  I laughed and said, “This could be the last time for 18 years that I am home alone all night.”  I have BIG plans to relax and pop a Biore’ nose strip on in about 5 minutes.  

Happy half birthday to me today.... 32.5 years old!!!