Because I haven’t had my baby yet….

I am subjecting you to cute pictures of Ezra. Today was actually a beautiful day in FL, mid 80’s with a breeze. I won’t hold my breath though, as it looks like its back to 90’s for the rest of the week. We jumped on the chance to head outside.

And yes, I know his hair is getting long. But he did lose it all, I just want to see his ringlets get long once before I make the cut.

I go in tomorrow to have an ultrasound done to determine just how large little baby man is. I will be being induced this week as well, I don’t want to say the exact day, since I don’t want to jinx it! But before you know it I will be introducing you to our 3rd little man…

I can’t wait!

My baby is holding us hostage….

No baby yet, no news really either.

I went to OB today I am still only 2cm, I am more effaced, but baby is still really high up.

She said I could be induced possibly next Thursday, maybe Tuesday. Meanwhile I have to go back in on Monday for an ultrasound. She seems to think I am baking a gargantuan baby. She said she thinks he is already in the “high 8’s”. Which of course freaked me out. Both my other boys were 7 and some change.

So I guess in the meantime I will hope he comes before that…

I am insanely uncomfortable. Not sleeping. And at at my wits end. 

Please sweet baby quit holding us all hostage, we are dying to meet you…

Time Traveler

The last five+ years with Rowan have flown by, I swear he is a covert time traveler. Because it surely seems like yesterday that he was learning to walk, carrying a blankey with him everywhere he went, and sucking on a pacifier.

I am not sad that today he starts kindergarten. I know he needs to learn, to absorb. I know he needs the interaction with other kids his age.

I think more than anything I am amazed that we have raised this little boy to be the wonderful person he is, that we have successfully gotten him this far. 

 

More than anything I am nervous for him. What if he gets hungry? What if he gets tired? What if he pees his pants? What if the other kids pick on him? All the what ifs scare me…

I know in my heart he will do fine, he will shine like the bright star he is….

I am SO proud.

37 weeks…

I am so glad I decided to document my monthly pregnancy progression, I love all the pictures, and I look forward to putting them in a baby book some day for little baby man. Thanks love for helping me take some of the pictures!

I also plan to take monthly pictures of the baby as well. I figure it will be good photography practice and I love watching how they change so quickly.

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Last night we had a practice run up to Labor and Delivery. I was having contractions that were 5 minutes apart and had lasted 2 hours. But it was a false alarm, or rather false labor.

When I asked what the contractions were about the ever endearing OB told me it was like trying to get an old jalopy started. My husband and I thought that was rather funny. So I am still having contractions that are quite uncomfortable. But nothing that has developed into anything yet.

I have lost my mucous plug, am 70% effaced, and 2 cm dilated. Any day now….

Life is a tire swing…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

Much to our dismay we had a tire pop on the minivan this summer. Having fond memories of our childhood tire swing, I told my husband to hang on to the tire. However, the tire guys didn’t approve of our tire for a tire swing, so they gave us this mondo tire instead!

If only it wasn’t a gazillion degrees in Florida we would get more use out of the tire swing, I can not wait for fall! I expect many more great photo ops from our new swing.

The boys adore their swing. Thank you daddy for taking the time to put up the swing for the boys.

Nine Months…

The end is near my friends! I figured I would finally post a bare belly picture for you, even if it is from my point of view.

I am 36+ weeks, next week little baby man will be considered full term. I am still hoping this baby comes at 38 weeks like my last did. Even if he doesn’t my OB said I could schedule an induction at 39 weeks. Which I really don’t want to do, but I am not ruling it out at this point either.

So I am looking at 3 weeks at the most….

One of my biggest fears is that he will decide to come on Ro’s first day of kindergarten, I really want to make that day special for him. So please little baby man come before or after that, your big brother is eagerly counting down the sleeps until his big day.

I am a mix of so many emotions right now, the end has by far been the hardest on me. I just can’t wait to safely bring him into this world, and bring him home.

Fashionista

Lady Gaga has got nothing on Ezra Kai’s fashion sense! He has been pairing those boots with his big boy undies all week.

I can’t believe how quickly Ezra figured out potty training. We let him run around bare bottom for a few weeks and in that time he got it right away! Now he wears undies at home most of the time, he still asks for a diaper to go pooties (his word, not mine) in. Which honestly I am fine with since pooties has lots of germs he doesn’t need to be in contact with. At least he knows to ask for a diaper.

I am not kidding when I say it took close to a year to potty train Rowan. There is something to be said for having a bigger brother to look up to.

Ezra is so proud of himself and his big boy undies. I can’t believe how fast he has grown up lately…

Our Love

 

6 years ago today my husband and I said I do.

We are just as much in love as we were 6 years ago. I often tell my husband I love you, to which he says but why do you love me? And to which I answer you know why.

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I never thought I would find true love. It’s not that I didn’t think I was deserving of it. Its just that I know I am not always the easiest person to love.

But my husband does. He loves me for who I am quirks and all. He has never once asked me to change who I am.

Despite the fact that I can leave every cupboard and drawer open in my wake, forget to put the cap on the toothpaste, take up and abandon a new “hobby” in a weeks time, say one thing and do another, and get flighty notions that have been known to take our family on some crazy last minute trips and outings.

He rarely questions my outlandish ideas, or tries to make sense of my madness.

Plain and simple. He loves me for me.

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He doesn’t know this. But I have actually fallen more in love with him over the last year.

With everything we have been through with Ezra, and now the pregnancy. I have truly fallen more in love.

So today I thank you love.

Thank you for loving me for me.

Thank you for working so hard to make our future a better place.

Thank you for always putting our family first.

Thank you for being nothing short of a phenomenal father and husband.

I consider myself one of the lucky ones, not everybody finds what we have, thank you.