Monday, October 27, 2014

Round 1 and Round 2 to Cedar Hill Farm

I had the distinct honor of going on not one but two field trips last week.  Ironically, (sarcasm for those who live around here) they were both to Cedar Hill Farm. 

 On Tuesday I got to go with Ford’s school.  It started off rather chilly, but ended up being a gorgeous day.  This wasn't his first rodeo.  I would say he has been 7 or 8 times.  He knew the drill.

Feeding the animals….
 For Ford’s sake, I hope he grows taller than the girls one day.  I just don’t have very big kids.
 Pony ride...
 Train ride...
 I could have easily taken Bitty on the field trip with us, but I figured we needed some special one on one Ford and Momma time.  It was a sweet day!
 Cooper and Ford
 On the hayride to the pumpkin patch…
 Each child got to pick one pie sized pumpkin.  And here she is…
 Mrs. Beverly's 4K class
 What a great day with my Fordman!!!
The very next day it was time for Round 2 of Cedar Hill fun.  Now it was Bitty’s turn.  Ford was super jealous and kept asking if he could miss school and come with us.  I told him no because he had his special day already.  John Brantley’s field trip day was a bit chillier than Ford’s though.
 Feeding the animals...
 I think John Brantley might have little man syndrome.  He is the smallest child in his class, yet he demanded to ride the biggest pony out there!!!
 Waiting on the train...
 Train ride...
 "I tough, momma!!!"
 Riding the hayride to the pumpkin patch...
 He quickly decided which pie pumpkin he wanted...
 Suzy and John Brantley stopping for a snack.
 You can't leave Cedar Hill without driving the antique red tractor.
 So thankful to be able to spend two special days with my favorite little men.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

The Beast



Sometimes topics just need a blog of their own.  There is no reason to share it with other topics and such.  They just need some attention ALL to themselves.  I think my pregnancy wins today.

Have you ever heard someone say that a person has on “blinders” or “beer goggles”?  If not, that means that the person isn't seeing clearly, or doesn't see things the way normal people with clear vision would see them.  I think I have that problem.  I’m pretty sure I see myself differently than all of y’all see me, and this is NOT to my advantage.  Apparently, I think I am smaller than I really am.   Gaining 12 pound is gaining 12 pounds and that does not mean that you can wear normal, non-pregnant clothes.  The sooner I realize that the better off I’ll be.
 I have expressed my dislike for maternity clothing and my feelings still stand the same today.  On Monday I decided I would wear my “normal” skinny jeans.  HA HA HA!!!  Are you laughing?  I wasn't.  I thought I could totally pull it off.  Even after I slipped one leg into those suckers and felt them suction to my calf muscles, hadn't even made it to the ham hocks, I still continued to pull them up.  On a normal basis I am a size 6, but these puppies were fitting me like a size 0.  It was sick.  I could have made anyone wonder what in the heck I was doing and/or thinking.  Again, I have the goggles on.  Naturally, they couldn't button so I tried the ponytail around the button method with no luck.  I got ticked and finally realized I am not able to dress “normal” and I need to wear maternity pants that come up to my neck!
Now I do a lot of bitching (excuse the language) about being pregnant because quite frankly I don’t think it’s all puppies dogs and pancakes.  With Ford it was smooth sailing, but we have hot rough waters and I am over it and ready for Cake to join the group.  I promise I love my kids and would do anything for them, but the incubation period is taking a toll on me.

I have a hernia and it’s pretty intense.  I had this lovely guest when I was preggo with Bitty, but it’s come back with vengeance, this go round.  I can stand on my feet for about 10 minutes and then the little beast pops out and causes discomfort.  Then to make matters even worse it causes blockage and my blood can’t flow properly down south and I begin to swell, and the pain just shoots out like a beating heart.  Yeah, you guessed it….misery!!!!!  The doctor pretty much said it will get worse the bigger I get and there is nothing they can do about it at this time.  I will have to have surgery to repair it after the baby arrives.  HOT DOG!

This is how I get dressed in the AM... A chair because of the hernia, a heating pad around my neck because who knows what I have done to myself, and Bitty in my lap.

I went to see my doctor about the beast (hernia) and the back pain I am experiencing which was is caused from the baby being so low.  She suggested that I buy a belly band to support to stomach and back.  And that I did.  When I was in Motherhood Maternity I decided to buy some yoga pants, because I needed them…right, and purchase a new bra.  Sorry men… I don’t even know why y’all read my blog anyway.  Well, the saleslady tried to convince me that I should be sleeping in my bra.  I kind of gave her the stink eye like you have some nerve to be suggesting how I should spend my sacred time of day.  Not that I get a lot of sleep between Bitty waking up and the frequent trips to the toilet, but a bra too???...  No thanks!!!  She went on to say that it was important to sleep in a bra to keep your girls perky.  She got the stink eye.  I laughed and reminded her of gravity and that I had already spent a total of 25 months breast feeding my boys and there wasn't anything with any perk on this body anymore.  You said “For better or worse”, Trey!!!  I will definitely get asked what in the world was I thinking for writing this blog once he reads it.  I am just keeping it real... remember it's not all puppy dogs and pancakes!

The Representative went pheasant hunting for 5 nights in South Dakota last week.  This is how we slept while he was gone.  Looks like the boys slept good… me not so much.  I guess that’s why I need the heating pad.
I asked Trey why he didn't just stay at home and hunt pheasant here.  He gave me a look and said we don’t have them in Senatobia, and South Dakota was like the pheasant hunting capital or something.  I reminded him that God put him in Mississippi and he needed to be content hunting a squirrel or something.  He said, “Oh I see you’re in one of your moods!!!”  Yep, he got a vacation and I got a crick in my neck!  Fair enough!

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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Gets my motor running

Saturday was another home game for the Rebels.  We defeated UT, which puts us at 7-0!!!  I wasn’t necessarily 100% gung-ho about the trek over to Oxford, but I decided that in a few short months I will be pretty much home-bound with Little Miss No-Name, so I better take advantage of outings while I can.  You feel me???

The boys were stoked about going and asked all morning when we would leave.  We bathed, packed our belongings, and headed over.  I promise my kids do have good home training, but sometimes when we venture out in public it is questionable.  They spent at least the first 30 minutes playing underneath the food tables.  This is more understandable for a 2 year old, but Ford was pushing it being 5.5 years old.  Finally I said, enough!
 My parents joined the fun at the Senatobia tent this week and my brother and his crew did too.  I didn't do as good documenting the occasion as I did last week.  My apologies.
 Little Miss No-Name is growing away…. Can you tell?!?!?
 The boys like to make “squirrel food”.  AKA… let’s get as dirty as possible and rip a hole in the knee of our new khaki pants.  Yes, Ford did that.
 It really pumps me up when I learn about new people reading my blog.  Well, not necessarily new people, but people that I didn’t know who enjoy my nonsense.  A few weeks ago a friend and fellow co-worker of mine sent me this ornament in the mail.  It will be Christmas all year long in my kitchen because it thrilled me so much to know she reads my blog, and thought of me when she was out shopping one day.  Blog feedback really gets my motor running!
 I’ve been blogging since the summer of 2008.  Therefore my boys’ lives are completely documented and pretty much everything we have done for the last 6.5 years are too.  Blogging takes time, but it can be very therapeutic to sit down and let my feelings go.  I have to be careful about some of them because it can embarrass Trey!  But with that being said, I have written over 550 entries and each one is located inside one these 9 blog books.  I usually get two printed out each year, one every 6 months, so I have a record of our lives.  They are worth every penny!
House Update....


The house is still coming.  This week has been a big week.  They finished bricking the house, are painting the brick, put the columns up on the back porch, are bricking the back porch floor, and installing the sheetrock.  Boy is sheetrock a nasty job.  I am sure that breathing that mess can’t be healthy for the workers at all.

The front of the house…
 Garage side….
 Back of the house…
 Hallway shot…
 Living room…
 View from front door
 The boys have to make sure everything is going according to plan!!!
Fingers are crossed that we are in BEFORE "Cake" comes!

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