We haven't been too exciting around here, but I thought it was time to add a new post. I love reading all of yours, so I guess I better put up my own. Here is Isabel, the girliest of the two. I know I have other post where she is dressing up, but here is yet another one of her princess poses. If only she'd let me fix her hair more often, or at least keep the elastics and barrettes in for more than an hour. We lose many at church. We are currently "trying" to potty train, but her only interest in going seems to be when we are trying to put her in bed. This is how she stays up.
Abby is being very sensitive right now. Her favorite thing to carry around is a big, plush towel that we have. I'm not joking, she will use it to dry off, and then she will use it as a blanket, and then continue to carry it around in the morning. She gets disapointed when I wash it. She is also going through a "death" stage. I think all kids go through this stage, but she is really worried about death. She has nightmares about it, and she will come in to our room asking help from Neil to say prayers to keep her safe. It is really sad, and I don't know what to do for her. We tried to tell her about Heaven and being an eternal family, but then she cries about not wanting to leave her home. As if it is going to happen tomorrow. ???
Now I feel like a little complaining of my own. First of all, I realize that I am very fortunate in being able to have my own kids, so there is no disrespect intended for those of you that cannot. I just wanted to get that out before I go on my own rant session. I'm at the stage of pregnancy where you are ready to be done, yes I know that baby is better off where she is, but I'm ready for her to be out. (I'm also looking for comments for support) Have any of you looked forward to the sleepless nights when the baby comes, just to get away from the sleepless nights before the baby comes? Whenever I lay down, I have acid reflux that acts up, and it is awful. I think I'm past most of the heartburn, but I have to deal with the unexpected vomiting. But forget about getting out of bed to take care of it-due to leg and back pain. It takes me at least thirty seconds to even roll over, let alone getting out of bed. How about sneezes or coughs? I was so embarrassed over this when I was pregnant with Abby, but now I have come to realize, this is just how it goes. I have to flex every muscle in my body and cross my legs just to keep from peeing my pants. What is that about?! Now comes my favorite part. I went in to my doctor this past week and I weighed in about 40 pounds heavier than when I began. I realize most women only gain 35 pounds with their babies. With Abby I gained over 75 (water weight was involved), and with Isabel, I believe it was close to 60. So needless to say that 40 pounds right now is not really my priority. When my doctor asked what I was doing about my weight, I just laughed at him. I wanted to say it was due to the acne outbreak in my face.
