What have we been up to lately?
Ella is silly as ever. Her new thing is wiggling that booty. She does have the cutest booty in the world. I love to pinch it!! She is also my BIGGEST helper. Seriously, I am so proud of her. Trying to teach her life lessons and her being totally up for it makes me one happy Momma! She helps unload the dishwasher by putting the silverware away. She helps put the sheets on her bed and make it. She helps me unload clothes out of the washing machine and place them in the dryer. She helps me fold clothes (she does a pretty darn good job, too!). She feeds Otis every night. She goes with me to walk him and always offers to get his leash. She has even started getting food out of the fridge within reach by using her stool to help me with making her meals. She also helped me bag 3 huge garbage bags of weeds. It's awesome! Some of the tasks might have to be reworked a bit by me when she's not looking, but that is A-OK! If I can get her into lifelong habits starting at the age of 3, I feel I've done a good job!
This is how she writes her name:
And, this is what she wants to be when she grows up:
Me? I'm not going to lie, it's been a REALLY tough 4 weeks. Until this point, pregnancy was super easy and uneventful. THEN, what I call the "Amazon Flu" hit the office. All sorts of nasty illnesses were around me and I was bound to catch something. I ended up with an upper respiratory infection for 3 weeks. I'm still fighting it but feel 100 times better. I missed 3 days of work in a week in a half and went through more bottles of Robitussin and boxes of Benadryl and Sudafed than I have in years! Friday, I stopped taking that stuff and really started feeling better. Then, came the ribs. My cough was so bad that starting Saturday, my chest, right upper ribs and right side of back started hurting. Now, it feels like they are full blown fractured or broken. Not exaggerating! I'm sitting here now with an ice pack under my arm and coughing isn't even an option because even the slightest one feels like a knife is being stabbed in my chest. Soooooo - yeah, I'm pretty pathetic. And, yes, I want this all over as soon as possible!!!! I WAY prefer bed rest over this pain.
To make things worse, my sweet grandmother, who I'm EXTREMELY close to had a massive stroke last Tuesday and I was devastated. Sorry Gran, because I know you're going to read this and I don't want to upset you, but I think I cried for 24 hours straight. It was awful! Hearing how much she has progressed each day and being able to talk to her on the phone, even if she can't say as much back as she usually can, is keeping me going. She likes to talk and go, go, go too much so I know she'll get there through physical and speech therapy.
Then, today I walk into the doctor's office for my weekly appointment to find out that it was Monday. I wanted to cry but instead just burst out laughing. The girls behind the desk did, too. It was hilarious! It went something like this:
Me: Hi. I'm here for my appointment with Dr. Pray. Last name Meewes.
Cute girl behind desk: Hmmm. We have your next appt on the 14th.
Me: Oh, well I now come weekly (as I look in my purse and grab out my appt schedule they gave me). It shows today, see.
CGBD: Did you not make it to your appt?
Me: Staring at her confused...no, it's today right?
CGBD: It was on the 7th.
Me: What's today?
CGBD: The 9th.
Me: Oohhhhhh! (super embarrassed wanting to cry). I'm going crazy.
And, then I burst out laughing. She and the other cute girl did, too. And, then they told me it happens all the time and that they would fit me in. So, I got in in less than 5 minutes, met with a different doc, and basically all she said was "any day girl." It was the quickest I've ever been in and out...so quick I didn't even have to pay for parking. So any day, baby brother will be here...whatever that means!
To add to my craziness, I'm heading to meet a friend for lunch today and my category's HR rep stops me and says "are you Lauren?" I replied that I was and she asked if she could speak to me for a minute. I said "ok, but I'm already running late." She assured me it would only take a minute. I'm walking with her thinking "what on earth does she need to talk to me about?" She then tells me that there have been several confirmed cases of whooping cough on our floor and she wanted to let me know. Of course I'm thinking "oh great, another blow. I haven't had the shot, I've been sick for 3 weeks, and baby is due any day now." So I thanked her for telling me, went to lunch, and called the Dr. while my friend was getting her food. The nurse decided I should go ahead and still get the shot and they put me on a Zpack to be safe (something they were hesitant to give me for the 3 weeks I was sick and dying!!!! I was pretty annoyed). I called Ella's pediatrician to make sure she was up to date on her shots, and she was (she doesn't have her 3 yr appt til August). I went to Walgreens on the way home and had the shot. And, I'm about to start the antibiotics.
So, at this point I'm pretty much like "Bring It." God, what else do you have for me?
Here is me at 36 weeks:
I've gained 25 lbs thus far (gained 32 total with Ella) and the doc today thinks he will be a small one - maybe 7.5 lbs. I go back to the doctor on Monday (and won't miss this one).
I did 6 hours of yard work last weekend and swore he was going to come Sunday or Monday but that didn't happen. I have more to do this weekend so we'll see if he messes up those plans or not:)
Here are some random iPhone pics.
Sunday morning laziness before the yard work began again
And, my boo bear Friday morning before we left for school
Oh, and Ella is watching "Pidonkeyo" right now:)
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