Ok, that's not entirely true... I do have pics to add, I just haven't put them on my computer yet. I will see what I can do about getting these pics on here by the time my post is ended.
I have been up since about 4 this morning, for no good reason. Granted, Kyle DID wake up for a brief moment, fell back asleep, and while I was drinking a glass of milk, he apparently rewoke and by the time I got downstairs, I decided it was Brandon's turn. They slept nicely together for at least an hr before Brandon even came back to bed. Needless to say, both my boys are sleeping peacefully while I am rather unhappily awake.
Have you ever had those moments where you just have to cry. Something just doesn't feel right and the only thing you feel like you can do is just let it out by crying? THAT'S how I woke up this morning, and THAT'S why I can't go back to sleep. Doesn't matter anymore anyway, gotta be up for church in 15.
Anyway, as you may have read I decorated for Christmas the other day. Everything is all set up but the tree. Kyle took a great nap, and not only was it great for getting things ready for Christmas, it was also a great opportunity to really CLEAN! I feel so accomplished, but I still want to do more! I got Kyle and baby sister matching stockings yesterday, and now I just need stocking holders!
Last week I had a terrible spill. I don't mean a drink, I mean, I literally fell hard. I had Kyle in my arms and was heading toward the stairs when a box out of nowhere (ha!) tripped me and down we go. Kyle thankfully was A-OK, I, on the other hand, hit my tummy once trying to catch myself, and second when I fell. On the concrete. In the basement. When Brandon finally woke to me screaming his name, I realized I had skinned my knee and was about an inch away from smacking my head on the corner of a gossip chair. For those of you who do not know what a gossip chair is, its an old fashioned chair with a desk to the side of it that people used to put their phones on, hence GOSSIP chair. Anywho, the spots on my tummy were swollen and tender for a few days, but since we had a doctor's appointment the following Thursday, I figured I'd tell the doc then about the fall.... she got after me for not calling right away, even though there was no bleeding or swelling (besides the two tummy spots) or anything. We got an emergency ultrasound, this from a different technician who said four things: 1.) You have a fibroid 2.) Everything looks normal 3.) You're having a girl! 4.) Baby is breech. Now, just a few weeks ago, we had an ultrasound telling us the sex of the baby and checking all the organs and what not, baby was NOT breech. I repeat NOT BREECH. I think the fall jumbled her up a little and now her butt is sitting in my pelvis and her arms and legs are flying freely in my lower abdomen, while her back is putting pressure on my back (which if you recall I had back labor with Kyle and the pain came back shortly after I got preggers again). SO, bending and lifting are NOT high on my priority list, or comfy list. We are still waiting to hear from the Doc to see what she thinks about the ultrasound, but the tech made it sound really good. Also, please be in prayer that this baby does turn on her own, I do not want to have a c-section. at. all.
Now that I've lied about not having pics, let me add the ones I just loaded :o)
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| Kyle, in 3D! |
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| I got the dog bell! |
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| I'll let you in Lucy! |
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"LUCY, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, I CAN'T OPEN THE DOOR! JUST HOLD ON!"
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| DOGGIES! They're outside! |
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| "ET Phone Home" |
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| Napping with Lu Pup |
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| Sleepy crawl |
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| Ky wearing Owen's sunglasses, he was smiling.... |
