Don't you just love this picture? hahaha. I knew that Audrey was going to cry so it wasn't a big shock. Emily was so excited to see Santa that she froze like Ralphie in a Christmas Story. She almost didn't go to see him. Before we left Emily told me she HAD to wear a short sleeved shirt so Santa would see the bracelet that she chose from the treasure box at school today. You can see her touching it in the picture.
Just a quick pregnancy update to remind anyone, including myself, that I am indeed pregnant. I've been feeling really guilty lately. Mostly because I haven't given a whole lot of thought to this pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Emily I was very emotional and very aware that I was pregnant pretty much from day one. I had a lot of spotting and near losses and my stomach was in knots up until the day she was born. Our grande finale was the night before I went into labor I had a serious bleeding incident that I've never really written about because it is much to graphic an horrible to want to read. When I was pregnant with Audrey, once again, I was very aware of that pregnancy. There were progesterone shots every night. I rented a doppler because I was so afraid of losing another pregnancy. She was so damn planned, I just had to keep that pregnancy on the front burner.
So that brings us to my current pregnancy. Can't say I've talked much about it. We've only come up with one female name if we have a girl (Molly). Emily insists it's a boy anyhow and has named HIM Cinamee (SIN-AH-MEE) I didn't rent a doppler. I found out I was pregnant way too late for progesterone shots to do any good. I'm just started to feel more bloated, but still have not felt life. I think I just feel guilty about the lack of energy invested in the lil peanut. I'm hoping its just the fact that the holidays are coming, then Audrey's first birthday (woohoo!). Maybe when the dust has settled and we're in the New Year it can be all peanut all the time. Hopefully.
Friday I'll be having an ultrasound where, hopefully, we'll find out the gender of the baby. I'm not sure what I want to hear. Honestly, a house filled with three little girls sounds like a lot of fun to me.
This has been Audrey's sad/serious face lately. Sad because she has some teeth that need to break through ASAP. Look at these beasts...
All we want for Christmas is AC's two front teeth. Heck, when we saw her doctor on Friday she said that it looks like all FOUR are going to break through at once. Audrey has been gnawing on everything BUT her teethers lately. Today I caught her trying to gnaw on the metal knobs of the tv stand. She didn't have good balance and slammed her sore gums right into them. I felt so bad for her. Between her teeth, a nasty patch of eczema on her chest and 2 weeks straight of a cough (that likes to hit her hard at night) AC sure could use a break.
As I was drying my hair this morning I saw Jeremy pass by the doorway to the bathroom. He came back a second later to tell me he loved me, then back down the hallway to take a shower. Just as I started thinking romantic thoughts of my sweet husband I heard him rummaging through the hall closet and then shout out, "I need me some TURD PAPER!" GAH!
I need some help. I'm a bit of a clutter bug and no matter how hard I try I can't seem to keep a clutter free home. Space and storage is pretty limited around here. When I go to the store and look at all the plastic containers for organizing my brain freezes and I have no idea what to get. Is it possible that some people function better with clutter? Can a clutter bug be reformed? I find that when I start to organize my stuff and have a place for everything I can't find any of it.
I'm low on energy and feel like I'm fighting a losing battle. HELP ME.