The 14 Week Circus



At 14 weeks I finally had my first real appointment with my midwife. I have a midwife that I love (though there are many wonderful ladies that my mom works with)… but this one was the one that delivered Wesley and was so great then and all through his entire pregnancy that I wanted her again. This meant that we had to shuffle around the normal appointment schedule a little so that I could see her. But it all worked out!

So the FOUR of us loaded up and went to the appointment today. Thank goodness she herself has kids, because it was like a mini circus in that exam room. Balloon gloves to distract the kids, little fingers touching this and that, Mallory constantly trying to get the midwife to pay more attention to her and less to me, measuring tapes that were used for everything but my belly… and all the while I, in a paper gown. The two most memorable bits were Mallory getting to hold the Doppler and ‘finding’ the baby’s heartbeat. She was so proud. She kept telling me ‘Momma, I did that.’ Like she was THE only reason it was there and beating. (It’s little heart rate was Between 158-162 by the way). The second ‘great’ part of this appointment was when the midwife asked if I wanted them all to leave during the “full” exam… I told her I didn’t care and it was fine for them to stay. So there I lay, legs in stirrups, with the paper cover over my knees as a drape and Mallory sitting up on the table with me. Just as the midwife was starting ‘the full’ exam, Wesley walked around to her side of the drape, head coked to one side and is just staring all wide-eyed up at what she was doing, while simultaneously Mallory wanted to know what’s going on so she leaned on and then fell through/over that paper knee drape, practically into the midwifes lap!  

I think that we’ll leave them home next time.

 

14 weeks our #3 should be close to 4 inches… which is exactly the size of Mallory’s Go Fish cards (which she would gladly play with any of you…and by that I truly mean she will tell YOU how to play…at the drop of a hat).

"Fun" With Crayons

 

Over the past 2 days we have been having some serious “fun” with crayons! I have no idea what has gotten into these kids… but apparently they suddenly need constant supervision (What? Don’t pretend like all parents don’t leave their 3 and 1 ½ year old unattended in their rooms for short periods of time.)

Any way… The other day while I was getting ready for work Mallory came into my bedroom crying. I looked down and saw that blood and dark ‘flecks’ were draining from her nose.  I put her into the bathroom and told her to stay there (while I took a few pictures). Then in the course of cleaning up her bloody face I noticed that the right nostril was bulging ever so slightly… I had her blow her nose and out shot a ½ inch piece of dark blue crayon! I still have no idea why she put it up there.

 

Then last night while Matthew and I were cooking dinner, the kids where happily playing together in Mallory’s room.  Then Mallory came out and said “Wesley and I want a little alone time in my room, so don’t go in there.” RED FLAG! Matthew went down there, and quickly came back saying “well, we were wondering when we would have to deal with this… apparently all it took was Wesley.” Wesley (a.k.a The Adorable Trouble Maker) thought that coloring on paper was stifling his creativity… the wall, white board, dresser and coat rack were much more appropriate places to color! Arrrrrgggggg! Mallory, who is typically such a great rule-follower/tattle-tail actually followed suit and joined in. Double Arrrrggggggg! But thanks to a quick Google search, we learned that a damp rag dipped in Baking Soda cleans up crayon beautifully and really easily! Who knew! Thanks Google!!!

Hopefully we are done with the crayon adventures for a while!

Oh and Baby #3 is 13 ½ weeks old and 3 inches head to booty… about the size of this strange block-like construction man.  

Thoughts From a Three Year Old

Mallory has been saying some darn cute things lately… thought I should write them down before I forget them (pregnancy brain and all).

1)      I walked in on her the other day drawing a TON of circles on her paper. I said to her “great job Mallory Rose, look at all those circles!” She turned from her obsessive circle drawing, looked at me with a giant grin on her face and said “Momma, those aren’t circle, those are eggs and I’m going to tell Daddy to put them in your tummy so we can have LOTS of babies!” (Maybe I should stop talking about anatomy with my 3 year old).

2)      The night before lest we were reading a story about a duck that was looking for a safe place to lay her eggs. There was a picture of her flying and Mallory asked “But momma, where are her eggs.” I told her that they were inside her waiting to be laid. To which she put her hand on my tummy and said “Like the tiny baby in your tummy is waiting to be laid?”

3)      There is (still) a ton of construction going on on the highway, including new signs that have been put up but covered with plastic or boards until they are ready to be used. The other morning as we were driving to preschool Mallory started asking me about the signs and seemed to be getting a little worried/work up about them. Then she finally said “Momma, if they don’t let us read the signs, how will we know where to go?”

Week 12 and Stuff

Ok, I'm not even going to pretend to stay up on the blog. My life is too filled with other things... like life. And I have too much to do to stress/feel guilty about the blog. I'm actually contemplating stopping it all together... but haven't decided yet.

Pregnancy #3 is going great. If it wasn't for my ever-growing chest and belly and my constant hunger I wouldn't even know. It's been a cake walk so far (fingers crossed). This weekend I was 12 weeks! One more week and I'm into the second trimester! Here are the past 3 weeks size pics.

 

Week 10: 1.25 inches... almost the exact length of all those broken crayons that I find in Mallory room.



 

 

Week 11: 1.75 inches...Ahhhh "B" is for baby.

 

 

Week 12: 2.5 inches... the size of Little Elmo (one of the few small toys that we have somehow managed not to loose, despite taking it to San Diego, Oregon, Car trips and Shopping. Don't ask me how.)

 

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Some other fun things that we have been up to are enjoying visits from friends. Janie and her beautiful family came to visit (they had business stuff to do... but I like to pretend it was JUST to see me). It's always amazing to see Baker... and this time was even a little more special (if that's even possible) because both of us are pregnant! Which despite all our pregnancies (her 4th my 3rd) has never happened before! So it was fun to rub tummies. Mallory had a great time hanging out with her older girls too... she felt very special that they wanted to play with her.

Then Jeralyn came to visit! She's such a trooper, she had a smile on her face all day (even after spending 2 hours driving here to hang out with me and my CRAZY children!) :) I love when Jeralyn visits... I get to catch up on all the ins and outs of other people that I don't stay in contact with and live vicariously through her and her dating adventures! :)

And last but not least the 4 (and a half) of us went camping for 3 days and 2 nights. It was all-in-all wonderful... despite forgetting our pillows (Matthew went back and got them), and having to pee multiple times a night in the dark, the crazy velosa-raptor sounding animal screeching ALL through the night and the kids bickering over who gets to hold the flash light... or the pink chalk... or the stick... or the leaf. But we hopefully created some fun memories. At least for Matthew and me!