Well, I'm down to the wire now. This little baby could come any time now! I'm due the 28th, but I'm hoping my body keeps its routine and this little man comes early. We've FINALLY picked a name! But I'm not telling you what it is. Mostly because it honestly could still change. I'm on maternity leave now. I didn't think I'd go on leave early, but when your body decides it doesn't care to walk anymore, there's not much you can do. This pregnancy I think has been the hardest on me.
My right leg hurts every time I take a step. Occasionally- or more often than not- it'll just give out on me. I can't actually sleep on my right let. I still try to though, which means when I'm ready to turn my body, my right leg burns like fire. Good thing to wake up to at 3am. Yep.
My acid reflux is a constant up in my throat. I'm popping tums like a drug deprived addict.
He's "ahead of schedule" meaning my belly is rather large and even though that doesn't seem like a big deal, this means I am a little sensitive about my belly and kind of over emotional about the fact that my little body, for whatever reason, wants to give me big babies.
I pee all the time. Not surprising.
I keep having braxton hicks contractions. It's really depressing to me now since I'm so close, because I honestly would really love them to become REAL contractions!
In other news! Boys are doing great. A is really loving kindergarten. He has some new friends and is doing great on his homework. Although, Daddy M and I are pretty certain that he has more homework than a college student. He has to document the amount of time that he reads by coloring in apples. And then Daddy M or I have to write down the book he reads and whether or not he reads it. And then he has daily homework that he has to do, but he doesn't turn it in until the end of the week. BUT we still have to sign this paper every day that says he's doing his daily homework and turn that in. Anyway, it's just a major pain.
E is doing fantastic with his pre-school class. I am a little worried about his teacher though. She sends home a newsletter each week and her grammar makes me want to cry. She'll post stuff like, "We just learned the song Were Going On a Bear Hunt" or "I am so proud of are students!" and " There our lots of things we did today." She doesn't do it just once though, I've found errors like this SEVERAL times and the only thing I can say to my hubby about this is, I'm just glad that she's not teaching him grammar or what word is supposed to go where. I went to pick E up Thursday from school and I couldn't even look at her.
We're teaching E how to spell his name at home. We've been working on his E's this week and as a homage to his letter E, he took a pen and wrote his 3-year-old E on my couch pillow. Very cute and fairly aggravating seeing as it's pen on my couch and he didn't just stop at signing his E. There's pen lines all over my couch now. I just hope when people come to visit, they understand how dedicated I was to keeping these couches clean for the first several years of their life and then I just couldn't beat the never-ending battle with my kids. I could be cleaning the couches daily or I could throw in the towel, clean them every now and then and do something better with my time.
My right leg hurts every time I take a step. Occasionally- or more often than not- it'll just give out on me. I can't actually sleep on my right let. I still try to though, which means when I'm ready to turn my body, my right leg burns like fire. Good thing to wake up to at 3am. Yep.
My acid reflux is a constant up in my throat. I'm popping tums like a drug deprived addict.
He's "ahead of schedule" meaning my belly is rather large and even though that doesn't seem like a big deal, this means I am a little sensitive about my belly and kind of over emotional about the fact that my little body, for whatever reason, wants to give me big babies.
I pee all the time. Not surprising.
I keep having braxton hicks contractions. It's really depressing to me now since I'm so close, because I honestly would really love them to become REAL contractions!
In other news! Boys are doing great. A is really loving kindergarten. He has some new friends and is doing great on his homework. Although, Daddy M and I are pretty certain that he has more homework than a college student. He has to document the amount of time that he reads by coloring in apples. And then Daddy M or I have to write down the book he reads and whether or not he reads it. And then he has daily homework that he has to do, but he doesn't turn it in until the end of the week. BUT we still have to sign this paper every day that says he's doing his daily homework and turn that in. Anyway, it's just a major pain.
E is doing fantastic with his pre-school class. I am a little worried about his teacher though. She sends home a newsletter each week and her grammar makes me want to cry. She'll post stuff like, "We just learned the song Were Going On a Bear Hunt" or "I am so proud of are students!" and " There our lots of things we did today." She doesn't do it just once though, I've found errors like this SEVERAL times and the only thing I can say to my hubby about this is, I'm just glad that she's not teaching him grammar or what word is supposed to go where. I went to pick E up Thursday from school and I couldn't even look at her.
We're teaching E how to spell his name at home. We've been working on his E's this week and as a homage to his letter E, he took a pen and wrote his 3-year-old E on my couch pillow. Very cute and fairly aggravating seeing as it's pen on my couch and he didn't just stop at signing his E. There's pen lines all over my couch now. I just hope when people come to visit, they understand how dedicated I was to keeping these couches clean for the first several years of their life and then I just couldn't beat the never-ending battle with my kids. I could be cleaning the couches daily or I could throw in the towel, clean them every now and then and do something better with my time.
