The Ugly Naked Truth

I have arrived.  It has happened.  I have gained 40 pounds!!!!!  Hold your applause and don’t be jealous, because I don’t need all that attention for such a marvelous accomplishment! 

I went to the doctor yesterday and it was confirmed that I have to wait until my scheduled C-section date of June 21.  I cried.  I didn’t even tell Trey that I cried, but I did.  I didn’t even mean to cry.  When I asked my doctor if we were still waiting until June 21 to have the baby and she said yes all I could think of was, THAT IS 15 MORE DAYS.  I got tears in my eyes and when she saw them she said, “Oh honey I’m sorry” and patted my knees.  Well, that definitely made it worse.  Then Kleenexes were required.  I didn’t make a fool of myself, only a few tears streamed down my face.  She said he needed to stay in there as long as he could for maturity purposes.  I feel VERY confident that his lungs are mature and he is ready to come out.

When she was measuring my stomach he was moving all around and it was becoming distorted looking.  She even laughed and commented yet again at how big I am.  Here is a visual…. I really think you can tell how low he is in this picture….

(My skin looks like it’s going to rip.  And I know you like that sunken in spot up near my ribs…)

To add to my already raging beauty I have found new friends this week, bruises and veins on my legs.  Is this normal??  You literally have to beat me to death to make me bruise, but all of a sudden my knees look beaten.  I guess it’s all the excess weight I am putting on them when Ford and I play on the floor.  And as for the veins, I am without words.  Is that just an added bonus that I get for pregnancy round #2??

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A Special Celebration

Let me start off by saying this is my 300^th blog post.  For anyone who has actually read all 300 of them, Bless You!

Yesterday was a special day for my family.  We celebrated my grandparents’ 60^th wedding anniversary.  Technically their anniversary isn’t until June 14^th, but my mom scheduled it earlier in the month due to busy schedules and with high hopes that I could attend the function as well.

When I first asked my doctor about making this trip to Jackson, MS, she said we would discuss it later.  When later came she told me she didn’t want me to go to Jackson.  Last Thursday when I went to the doctor I inquired about the trip again and she said no.  I am not one to argue back with people, other than Trey, but I told her it was very important that I go to this luncheon.  I pleaded that unless she seriously thought I was going to go into labor in the next two days I really wanted to go.  I insisted that I would rest more on the 150 mile ride down south than I would at home.  I then proceeded to tell her ALL that I have been doing in my crazy nesting time at my house and she said “GO!”  And that I did… I went to Jackson and came back in the same day.   

Happy Anniversary to my wonderful grandparents!!! 

 

The entire family was able to come.  It was such a special day! 

 

Ford and Jack 

 

Ford and his namesake.  Naturally Ford was being hardheaded and wouldn’t cooperate for my picture.    

 

The children could only sit at the formal dining table for so long until they had to get outside and play.      

 

Lamar party of 3…. We are ready for #4.  And I promise I really am that huge.  I know you feel sorry for me now!      

And the good advice that my Granddaddy gave to Trey was that the first 60 years of marriage are the hardest!!!!!      

Crocodile Rock, walla walla

I have officially been out of school for a week now.  I have not been resting a bit.  I have cleaned the house multiple times even though you can’t tell.  I have cooked and frozen two casseroles, organized my pantry, cleaned out Ford’s closet, washed my car, bathed the dog, run numerous errands, bought Father’s Day gifts, run my washing machine anywhere from 2-5 times a day, packed my bags, John Brantley’s bags, and Ford’s bag, and driven myself nearly crazy anticipating the arrival of JB.  Today I basically said forget this mess and I actually took a nap.  Trey NEVER comes home during the day and the one time I lie down to take a nap he comes home and wakes me up.  At least I tried.

Ford is taking swimming lessons this week.  The child is NOT scared of the water.  He has three other kids in his class.  While I sat out there on day #2 watching and listening to my child I felt compelled to text message his school teachers.  I said, “Ford is taking swimming lessons this week.  He is having a hard time being patient and waiting his turn.  I am having glimpses of what you must have dealt with all year.  I’m sorry.”  He is VERY eager to volunteer his services screaming, “Mrs. Lauren, I’ll do it!”  He loves to jump off the diving board and tells her to back up.  Most kids are begging and pleading for people to come closer.  Now he can’t really swim but a tiny bit on his own, but he is making lots of progress.   

Ford loves Bob the Builder.  He has one video that plays the Elton John song called “Crocodile Rock”.  The other day it came on the radio and he quickly recognized it and said it was his Bob song.  When it went off the radio he wanted to hear it again.  I tried to explain that only certain things come on at certain times.  The concept just wasn’t hitting home with Ford.  Luckily I have graduated to the newest forms of technology and have an IPhone.  I typed in Elton John and found his song.  Today he listened to it for 25 minutes straight in the car on the way home from my doctor appointment.  He was basically screaming, “Crocodile Rock, walla walla.”  He has no clue what any of the words are, but he loves it.

My 37 week appointment was today.  I haven’t progressed since last week.  I was actually a little shocked.  She told me I only gained a 0.5 a pound.  So that puts me at 39.5 pounds.  If I am going to be obese I might as well do it right and say I have gained a good 40, but I am NOT there yet my friends.  I bet next week I will have exceeded it by a long shot!

 

Haircut time… the child has probably had 20 haircuts by now…

 

Ford is obsessed with puzzles.  We have many at our house.  Being that he is obsessed with tractors and farm type stuff his favorite puzzle is a 60 piece “tractor puzzle”.  He can put it together all by himself.  It’s impressive.  I am not a fan of puzzles, but if he enjoys them then we will put the suckers together as much as he wants to. 

Out shopping and trying on new shoes.  No, I did not buy those.  They are more of Ford’s speed than mine!

 

Helping Daddy fill up buckets at the property to water the trees they planted. 

 

Fixing his hair for the day 

Nap time.  Ohhh I do love nap time.  Yes, I still let my child have a paci.  We are down to just ONE, and he can only have it in the bed.  Such a sweet and peaceful looking little guy.    

Last weekend Trey went on a man trip to St Louis with some buddies for a bachelor party.  I told him he was BRAVE for going and if I went into labor I would only call once and if he missed it then he missed it.  He then expressed to me how kind and loving I was.  I thought he had some nerve going 5 hours away with me being as pregnant as I am, but he went.  Lucky for him he didn’t miss anything.  Not to be worried that I was here alone….OH NO!!  I had not one but two babysitters for the weekend.  Gran and BoomPa came down to watch my every move and make sure I didn’t need a lift to the hospital.  I tried to convince everyone that I would be fine, but had no such luck.  As for now we are still waiting.  I decided today (or I think I did) that this whole labor deal is completely out of my hands.  I have got to stop obsessing about it and focus on the present and not what might happen in the middle of the night.  I am trying to be a fun momma to Ford since I know I won’t be much fun for a few weeks after John Brantley gets here.  Pray for me.  I am NOT the patient, sit back and relax type of girl.

The Waiting Game

I am completely finished with school and my new job title is professional mommy.  Thursday by 9:45 I think I missed school just a hair.  Ford was wearing me slap out.  He had asked “why” no less than 7,500 times.  I promise I got more rest at school than I do at home.  I wouldn’t trade it for the world though!!!

 

Last Sunday before church…

 

Practicing our tee ball skills in our Elmo pajamas… and boots of course!

 

Cooking isn’t something I have done a lot of in the last 9 months, but Thursday I decided I would feed us something.  Ford and I went to the grocery store and I ran across this watermelon while shopping.  I thought it would be a good idea to get one.  He was so excited.  I don’t know why… they child won’t eat fruit.  I can only get it in him with apple sauce type things. 

 

Yesterday we went to the Memphis Children’s Museum.  Trey panicked when I said I was going.  He promptly told me I needed to stay home and rest.  I argued my case that I would soon be home bound for weeks and Ford and I needed to get out and play as much as we could.  I WON!!!  We met my sister in-law, Ashley, and the cousins there. 

 

Sweet Jack 

 

Ford is getting some practice here…   

 

Today we have done what little boys do best, play in the mud.  Ford has had a FINE time.  He is out cold right now which means I get my “Suzanne time”.     

I went to the doctor on Thursday.  I was really hoping that I had progressed a lot and she might keep me.  WISHFUL THINKING!  I have made little progress and she told me she would see me in a week.  Now I am wondering if John Brantley is going to be stubborn and stay in there until my scheduled date of June 21.  If that is the case I will have to put myself on bed rest.  I am completely limited on the clothes that will fit me.  Extra Large t-shirts are even becoming snug. (Shameful, I know).  But seriously, I have been recycling and wearing the same outfits more than once a week.  Last night when I woke up for one of my MANY bathroom trips I started having sharp contractions.  I thought OH MY GOSH, this is it.  They lasted for about 10 minutes.  I didn’t wake Trey up because I knew that I needed to be completely sure it was the real deal.  It wasn’t.  As for now, we are still playing the waiting game.