It was NOT the truth

Have you ever heard the phrase that someone has “squirrels in their head”?  That would mean, by my definition, that they are crazy and/or not in good mental health.  Now in a few weeks or days, depending on when Annie arrives, I might have a few squirrels, but I believe my current condition is squirrel free!!! 

Now, Wednesday I went to the baby doctor for my weekly check-up.  I hopped up on that scale all ready to see the results of what I had accomplished/gained in the last few days.  I saw the nurse, who has squirrels, might I add, scooting that leaver over farther than I thought was necessary.  It did NOT make it to the next whole number and I saw that with my own two eyes.  When we got into the holding cell, my room, I asked if I had gained 1 pound or 1.5 pounds.  She chuckled and said, “You gained two!”  I can’t write what I was really thinking on here because too many people I know and don’t know read my blog, but WHAT WAS SHE THINKING????  Pregnant woman and their mental state aren't always good, but rounding UP on such a delicate matter is 100% completely unacceptable. 

So according to the records I have now gained 31 pounds, which is a LIE…. It’s 30.5!!!!!!!  So now it’s her fault that I feel like I have squirrels in my head before I’m actually due for some!

And what do you do to deal with the stress of weight gain, swelling, sleepless nights, and body aches????.....

Swolt!!!

With this pregnancy, just like the others, I crave drinks.  Food is lovely too, as we can tell from the excess poundage I am shuffling around, but drinks are where it’s at!!!  Going to Wal-Mart when I am thirty can prove to be a problem for the old budget.  See exhibit A: 

That’s 4 organic milks at $6.98 a pop.  I dropped $30.00 on MILK!!!!  I don’t even drink milk either, but do love it in my cereal.  The others were pure necessities too! 

We do some serious George watching around here.  The boys LOVE some Curious George and I do too.  I’m sort of the TV Nazi when it comes to monitoring what I let them watch.  I like sweet shows… no questionable language or new terminology, no fighting, no weapons etc.  George meets my standards for a good show, and BOTH boys love him.  Ford would really really like to watch Ninja Turtles, but I just can’t go there.  He watched one day and I heard them say, “Let’s go kick their butts!”  That did it for me.  No more Turtles!!!

Watching some George….

 School days are special and sacred.  I get to put it in high gear and do errands, cleaning, laundry, cooking, and momma things that I don’t need two assistants helping with.  I love to take their pictures before they leave in all their cuteness….

These boys are ready for their Annie to arrive....  Ohhhh how their worlds will soon be ROCKED!!!!