The creative juices. I found them. They were in a moldy sippy cup crammed under a car seat in my mini-van. The mini-van that I was feverishly cleaning this weekend to prepare for a fourth car seat.
I don't know why I feel so compelled to be creative in my posts, I started this blog to keep up with all the happenings in our family's life. And now my moldy sippy cup juices have squelched my documentation, so...it will be much easier to report the Facts of Life- Blair, Tootie and Jo style. So take the good, take the bad, take 'em all and there you have....
-McClaine will not be potty trained by the time baby four gets here... so we will have three children in diapers, except on nekie days. What is the deal with potty training little boys anyway? He is totally into peeing in the backyard and in the toilet, but he waits until he is clothed to poop. Gross. If you had your choice, wouldn't you rather pee in your clothes and poop in the toilet?
-He is saying really funny stuff like, "i'nt dat cool, mom?" "high five, mom!" and adding "kinda" to everything. "Kinda scary, kinda hungry, kinda fun, kinda fast."
-I proved my dedication to motherhood by teaching Avery baby sign language, however, I lost my zeal with McClaine and Audrey. That is until Audrey learned how to get under my skin with the most vociferous grunts for more food. She packs it away, she always has, but now that she is in a full force run to keep up with her siblings, her diet rivals that of a full grown man. This week she learned the signs for more, please, thirsty, thank you and finished.
-Audrey is also talking much more... cracker, thank you, night night, Dora. She loves to sing and dance and she really loves her babies and pushing them in a stroller. Good thing, I will have her pushing this new babe in a matter of days. Really, it is crazy to me that she is going to be a big sister.
-Speaking of new babe... even though my due date isn't until 3/9, it seems that I am progressing just a wee bit (I am dilated to a 2 and have had pretty good contractions for the past few days). I am in a bit of a decision dilemma... since the baby is measuring kind of small, I would rather go the full 40 weeks, if I can. However, my platelets are at 92k and if they drop below 75k... no epidural. And for all of you who say this fourth one will just slip out- you are delirious! I have super cervix. If you feel so compelled to coach me through labor, don't get within an arms reach of my labor bed if you value your limbs. My ob wants to induce a week from today, so we will see. The gender jar remains sealed on my kitchen counter and we still don't have names picked out!
-I was forced to "nest" this weekend when our realtor called and said they had two showings on our house scheduled. Within a matter of hours. While I was at a birthday party with Avery. Across town. And Caleb was laid up on the couch.
-I am cherishing time with my little four year old. Avery is such a sweetheart, and I want to be sure not to force her to grow up too fast, even though she will be a big sister x 3 in a week or so. My heart rejoices when she "reads" her Bible verses from her Bible to me. "In the beginning God created the Heavens and Earth. John A:26" "Let the whole world rejoice with sharing, if you share and be kind, you will get a special prize from your teacher. Genesis" and other jewels from the New Avery Version.
Who knows when you will get another post from this mama... I am on the brink of a whole new chapter of life. Love to all of you!