- My son is the master of climbing on the kitchen counters. Yes I have disciplined him for this countless times, but he keeps doing it. He gets his fat little toes wedged between the divets for the drawers and climbs up. Heart attack, I know.
- Super stoked about the Olympics beginning! Go Team USA!! Although I am confused by some of the sports...like, not confused by the actual sport, but for the fact that it's an Olympic participant. I'll keep them to myself, but I know I'm not alone in this.
- Speaking of Olympics...my toe is still broke (I have a point here, I promise) and last night Hubby and I were watching the woman's gymnastic team and they mentioned that McKayla Maroney had a broken toe but was still competing and doing amazing. Instantly, my husband looks over at me and just stares. So I was like "what?!" And he says, "that girl has a broken toe, and is competing in the Olympics, and just rocked on her vault with a broken toe. You walk around here and whine because your toe hurts. Man the [f-word] up." (He was kidding about this whole thing...he was just trying to make a funny point.) We did have a good laugh at this, but thanks a lot McKayla, my husband thinks I'm a wuss. Although she's not 6 months pregnant with a broken toe. I'm sure that's a lot harder than doing an awesome vault or balance beam routine in the Olympics, so, take that.
- Planning a 2nd birthday party for little man has become daunting. I only say this because I have to rely on people to actually do things through a phone call as opposed to being there to watch things get done like last year. But here's to hoping everything goes smoothly.
- We got news on our orders!!! We officially know where we are going. We're just waiting for "hard orders." Hubby doesn't think they'll get taken from us again, but there's always that chance. I probably didn't react as excited as Hubby expected, but I'm happy about them. Excited even. Nervous, but glad to be going there as opposed to Japan or the desert. I'm sure the more and more I learn about the area, reconnect with an old friend, and spend time with some family, the more I'll love it. It's just going to take a bit to realize that I am no where near a beach, and yes....this Florida girl will be landlocked. I've never ever ever ever ever ever lived somewhere that wasn't on the coast, so it'll be a change, but I'm sure I'll keep busy! I know that seems stupid, and petty, but I grew up in Florida, near a beach and it's what I know. It's my sense of peace, tranquility, and keeps things in balance. Even out here in mostly cold & rainy WA state I still go to the beach and watch the waves, or take little man there to explore. I love the "salt life" and it's hard for me, but I am excited to welcome a new change. I'm more excited about a few things, but I have to tell the rest of my family where we'll be going for the next three years before I can make it "public."
- We've also decided on a birthday for the new little guy. It will be October 17th. His actual due date. I don't have to worry about when I'll go into labor or doing all those things "normal" pregnancies entail because I am having a scheduled c-section. VBAC isn't an option for me, and I'm totally fine with this because honestly, the risks are far too grave and I'd rather live and be around for my kids than try to please a bunch of nay sayers that say "c-sections aren't the right way to deliver a baby." Sorry, death or watching my child grow up.....hmmm....such a tough decision. Dumbasses. Don't judge or criticize me because I know what's best for my body and the life of my unborn child. I really hate those women who do that. There's a few out here that have [nicely] chastised me for not trying, but I just stay firm in my decision that this is what's best. Besides, who the hell are you to tell me how to birth my own child. It doesn't make me any less of a Mom because my child didn't come out of my vagina. I still carried him around for 9+ months, one moment doesn't define motherhood for me like it apparently does for them.
But other than that...same old same old. I am 28 weeks. Well, 29 this week, but we're still pretending it's last week :) So I'll put up some pictures for y'all. Have a great week!!
Tired from a LONG day on the mainland.
He was super fascinated with the camera right here. I love this face!
It was a good popsicle.
This is what he does when he's tired.
Until next time :)
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