Glucose Test...

It's that time again. Every time I fail it, but I have to take the test anyway. Last week I failed the first test. Tomorrow I get to starve and take the second test. The starving and feeling sick is my least favorite part of gd. Then it's time to start the gestational diabetes diet. This also means that we are coming to the end...only 10-11 weeks left. Woohoo!

My New Niece!

She was born yesterday, A little over 7 lbs and 20 inches long. She has a name, even if my mom doesn't know what it is yet...I do. I wonder if she will let us call her the second half of her name as a nickname, because I think it's pretty. Buttercup picked out the name a while ago, but didn't want to hear anyone else's opinion, so she kept it close to the chest before the birth. I have no pics to show, because I haven't actually seen my niece yet. Buttercup would like us to come over and see them after they are home from the hospital in a few days. So, we will have to take the camera and get pics then. But, Buttercup and baby are well.

Joy and Sorrow

Ok, so it has been a long time since I have written on my blog. Been a little tired, even though this is my second trimester. On New year's Eve, we found out that we are having another boy. I had asked Bear before what he was hoping for, a new sister or a new brother, and he said sister. But I think that's just because he already has one, and that feels more familiar. When we told him he was going to have a little brother, he exclaimed, "That's what I always wanted!" Bless him.

Meanwhile. since my last post, Klari had her baby, born right after Christmas. Ddonn's SIL had her baby this month, and we are waiting on Ovaltine and Buttercup's baby to come next. Great blessings and great joy. Nothing makes you appreciate these small miracles in our lives that are our children, then grieving for a friend that has lost a child. So, I will keep praying for my friend who lost her baby this week, and our family prays for Buttercup and her baby's health every day. When you feel powerless, and there is nothing you can do, there is always prayer.

Out Sick

Since I can't be "out sick" from being a mommy, let's just say I have been "out sick" from writing on my blog. It's been a month and half, because that's about how long we have been sick at our house. We are on virus #3 or #4, not sure anymore if what I have now is new or just something that didn't really go away that struck back with a vengeance. The kiddos had the croup with this last virus. Little Miss 1 had it the worst - she sounded like she was doing an E.T. impression when she breathed "El-li-ot, El-li-ot...". But considering I know of at least two families in our ward who took their kids to the hospital for breathing treatments with this croup, I guess we were lucky.

Before we were sick, my niece E2 was baptized. My parents came for a few days, and it was nice to see them. They brought my son a Halloween counting book, which he loves because it has ghosts in it. He is really  excited for Christmas and all, but last night he was singing to himself a Halloween song in his room. Thanksgiving we got together with Werty's clan. Werty finally saw his new niece, tiny little girl. Someday I will be healthy, and actually get to hold her! Lots of family, lots of love. Made my first lemon meringue pie - tasted great, but didn't fully set. But that's ok, there were so many pies that no one but me ate it. And then it didn't fully survive the car trip home. But, I think I know what went wrong, so there's always next time.The day after Thanksgiving we put up our tree. Here is Little Miss in her new Christmas dress.





Meanwhile, Little Miss1 had her 18 mos check-up. Here are her stats:
W: 25 lbs 8 oz  70%
L: 32 in  55%
Head: 19.5 in  100% (she's related to her brother, what can I say?)
Cuteness: 100%
Hair: still not as long as Jack-Jack's, but she can do curly pig-tails.







On Monday, I said to myself, it's December and it feels like we should have snow by now. Hahaha. No, I hadn't checked the weather forecast in at least a week. Too sick to care and all that. Well, it snowed, and it's snowing again. Bear loves it, Little Miss isn't so sure yet.

My Brave Boy...and his stats

"Remember? We are going to the doctor this morning to see how big you are."

"Uh, Mommy, I am a little bit scared."

"Are you scared you are going to have a shot at the Doctor's?"

Bear nodded.

"Well, I asked when I talked to them on the phone and they said you weren't getting shots today. You will have to get them before Kindergarten, but not today."

"OK."

We get to the doctor's, and after a decent wait, we get in and the nurse explains that Bear is supposed to get shots today. Oh, poo. I lied to my child. I asked when I made the appointment - I really did - but I should have known better.

So, I tell my brave little boy that yes, we are getting shots today, and I remind him about D@niel Tiger and how it hurts really bad, but only for a second. And the nurse tells him he can have a treat if he gets his shots, and he really likes that idea. And he is so brave, all calm, until they stick him, three shots, and by the last stick, he is crying in shock. So brave.

Last night he reminded me, "walk only on the big ones," a game he likes to play in the kitchen where everyone only walks on the big square tiles instead of the smaller rectangles. "Well, it may be hard to do that because I am walking with Little Miss." "It's okay, Mommy. You don't have to be perfect." Nope, Mommy is not perfect - and sometimes she tells you that you aren't getting shots, and then you are. But my boy still loves me. And I am so glad.

Bear: 4 years old
Weight: 42 lbs 6 oz  90%
Height: 3' 7.5"  95%

Fall Gardening

I planted 8 new red tulip bulbs. Every year we seem to lose some - I think something is eating them. I am going to spread the rest of the mulch over the front flower beds, and then I declare myself done with Fall planting. I've got too many other things to do!

Sick Kids...again

We were only completely healthy for about a week. Now both my kids are running fevers. I am pretty sure it is a flu - because Bear is sick enough that he has no energy to do much more than lay around. He had to miss his preschool trip to the pumpkin patch and corn maze this morning. He was sad, but he was tired to really protest. Now, this is my child who takes after me when it come to being sick - he runs around and gets hyper when he isn't feeling well, and then crashes. This is the reason my mother usually didn't notice when I was sick - I was much too cheerful and full of energy to be sick. She usually didn't believe me until my sister would get sick, and then I would pipe up that I felt the same symptoms. (I just thought my sister FBS was whiny growing up, but I guess I am the abnormailty.) So, when Bear just wants to cuddle up in a blanket all day, he is REALLY sick. I am trying to keep them inside and away from people. Poor Little Miss went straight to the door and cried after breakfast for at least 10 minutes - No, mommy, I can't take it, we need to GO somewhere!

What I really want to do is get some fabric so I can be working on something (*cough* something other than cleaning my house, since I feel sick and have a lack of energy too) while we are locked up at home.