Cousin Violet

My sister-in-law Megan, my mom, dad, and cousin Violet came down a few weeks ago to visit for just a few hrs. and I haven't had a chance to post about it yet. My brother couldn't come b/c he was in a wedding in north or south carolina (I don't remember which one). Anyway, in these pictures she was 5 months old. She is a really good baby and doesn't fuss much at all. She seems very content. Megan just had her ears pierced recently, you might be able to tell in the pictures. Wesley did real well around her, I think it was just because he had pa to occupy him. He did give her several kisses, when we asked him to, but of course, every time I took a picture, our camera delays and it never actually got him kissing her. I was aggravated by that. Oh, well, We got some other good pictures. We enjoyed the short time they were here.

I had my 37 week apt. Wednesday. I am not dilated any yet. Did find out I had some other issues, I won't mention b/c it's too personal:) If you want to know, e-mail me:)Anyway, enough of that. I'm wondering if I'll have him the same time I had Wesley. I've kind of been planning on it being that way, even though you never know. I'm guessing around September 7,8,or 9th. We'll see. I'm getting more and more scared about the delivery. I'm scared the epidural won't work this time or something, even though it worked very well with Wesley. I'm not one of these women who wants to do it all natural. I have nothing against them but it is not for me. God created people smart enough to invent and come up with these medicines that have done wonders for people. Why would you want to be in pain if you dont't have to? That's just my opinion. Well, here are some pictures of when Violet was here.

My mom, Violet, Wesley, and my dad.

 

Me, Violet, and Mark. How do you like her big bow?

 

Wesley wanted me to take a pictures of his truck a lady gave him from church.

 

I love this hat.

 

Nesting

I had my 36 week appointment today. We brought Wesley along b/c I have wanted him to listen to the heartbeat. He was very good at the doctor's office and was very fascinated at the heartbeat. His eyes got real big when he heard it. I was very proud of him b/c he was so good in the waiting room when some other little girl, probably his age, was being VERY BAD and was trying to take his cars away from him saying they were her cars. Her mother was not paying attention and I just wish I could have given her a good spanking, b/c she needed it. Anyway, everything was fine and I go back next week. I went to the hospital about 2 weeks ago b/c I was having contractions and just didn't feel good at all. Found out that I had a UTI and had to take antibiotics for that. They said urinary tract infections can cause you to have more contractions and may cause you to go into labor, so I was glad I went. I had never been to the labor and delivery at this hospital, b/c I had Wesley in Tifton, so I was glad I was able to see this part of the hospital, and know what to expect.

I have my bags pretty much all packed and am really going through a nesting phase now. It's like I have to have everything perfect and in order before he comes. I know when I'm doing too much and need to sit down and rest, b/c I have more contractions when I walk. But, it's very hard to b/c I want to get everything done. I am just praying and trusting God that he will take care of everything, in which I know he will.

Haircut Success!

Mark took Wesley today to have his haircut. I didn't go b/c I thought it would be better for just Mark to take him, seeing that Wesley wants to sit on my lap and I have always had to physically hold him down. I don't think I could do that now being this pregnant. Anyway, Mark said Wesley walked right up to the chair & sat in it, ALL BY HIMSELF, and didn't fuss the whole, entire time. He just sat there! I couldn't believe it when he told me. I wonder if it has something to do with me. I don't know. Maybe he tries to be tough around daddy. I was just thrilled that he sat there without any problems, BY HIMSELF! Well, here are some pictures of his new dew. We got it cut shorter this time, just to try something different. He looks so much older to me now.


He's getting better about smiling in pictures now.

 

 

Pregnancy Pics

I figured I had better take some pictures of me when I'm pregnant or I'll regret it later. So, here they are. This was just a few days ago at 34 weeks 2 days.

I had my doctor's apt. Monday and everything was fine. I start going back once a week now. I guess every doctor does it differently. It seems like I didn't start going once a week until 36 weeks with Wesley. These are the boring appointments where you wonder, "well, when is it going to happen"?

Yesterday, I was in the backyard with Wesley. The heat index was over 100. Anyway. The water in Wesley's pool was hot, so I needed to change it. Mark wasn't here so I had to figure out how I was going to do it. It has a drain in it but it did not work too well so I tried stepping on the side of it and letting the water out. It's one of those inflatable pools. That worked for a little bit but then wasn't working anymore. So, I was trying to flip the pool over. It can be quite heavy when there's water in it, especially for a pregnant woman. So, I took my sandals off and stepped in, and didn't realize how slippery the bottom of it was. Well, I slipped and almost did a complete split but thank the Lord, I didn't completely fall down. Well, with all the pelvis pain I've been having, that sure didn't help any. So, last night and this morning I could hardly walk. I was suppose to go to a funeral today in Tifton, the hispanic pastor from our church, pastor Martinez unexpectedly died of a massive heart attck monday morning. He was only in his 50's. He was a great man and I really wanted to go to show my support for the family, but was just too sore to go. He was the kind of man that was always on the go and never rested doing the work of the Lord. He was full of energy and we will greatly miss him. As I'm writing this, the pain is gradually getting better and isn't as bad as it was last night and this morning. My dad was planning on coming today anyway so he could watch Wesley and let Mark and I go to the funeral, so, he still ended up coming just to spend time with him and to let me get rest some.

 

 

Pregnancy Woes

I am so ready to see our new little boy and so tired of being pregnant. Once I hit 30 weeks, it has been going by so slow and I am having so many more aches and pains. It is getting harder for me to walk b/c of the pain and pressure in my pelvis. What I hate most about it though is not being able to do the things with Wesley that I use to do. It's hard for me to even lift him up to change his diaper. I just want to be able to carry him around like I use to and spin him around until he gets dizzy. It's hard for me to even get up out of his bed after reading to him. I think I would rather get up several times during the night with the new baby than be pregnant right now. Now, don't get me wrong, there are times when I enjoy being pregnant. Like when I can see my belly move from side to side but I just am ready for it to be here. I am 33 weeks, as you can see from my ticker at the top. At my last dr.'s apt, he checked me b/c I told him I've been feeling alot of pressure. He said his head is down but I'm not dialated. I'm trying to find ways to not constantly think about it but it's hard. Also, I am so tired of people's comments, Like "I don't think your going to make it much longer," "Your about to pop any day," "Are you sure its not twins," "That's going to be a big baby," and instead of saying something about me actually being pregnant, one lady said, "wow, you have gained some weight since I last saw you." Ugh! I would never say any of these things to a pregnant woman. I don't know what it is about being pregnant that makes other people, mainly older women, say whatever they want and feel. One lady yesterday morning at church said, "you are alot bigger than I was." She had her baby at 27 weeks! I just wish people would realize that it doesn't matter how big or small you are just so long as you have a healthy baby. Just had to vent.

Now some things about Wesley. About 2 weeks ago, we went bowling with some people from our church. This was Wesley's first time in a bowling alley and he did not know what to think about all of the noise and people. He stayed by me for a while, and even sat on my lap for about 5 minutes without budging, which was unusual. I didn't bowl of course, but everytime Mark got up, he took Wesley with him and he helped him. Whenever they knocked down some pins, the people from our church would make a big deal out of it and get real excited, to try to get Wesley excited. Well, after a few turns, after the pins were knocked down, Wesley went running down the side (right in front of other people bowling), all excited. I about had a heartattack b/c I just imagined someone knocking him in the head with a bowling bowl. He did this several times until Mark had to literally hold down so he wouldn't go running. I wish I would have gotten it on video.

Last night, I think Wesley had his first really bad dream. He has done this before during the night but not this bad. I could tell from his cries that he had probably had a bad dream. So, I went in there and laid with him for a little bit and he went back to sleep. When he woke up this morning and all today, he has been saying "scared, Wesee's room." Thankfully, he doesn't seem to scared and is taking his nap now. I just wish he could tell me what he had dreamed.

This is of Wesley at the bowling alley sitting on top of the balls.

 

This is of Mark and Wesley bowling. Mark couldn't get the gutter guard thing for kids to work.

 

This is of Wesley before we left for church one Sunday morning. He looks so big.

 

This is Wesley riding his 4-wheeler in the back yard. Mark attached a chain to it so he could pull his tractor.

 

"Big Church"

I've been trying to keep Wesley in the church services or what we call "big church" more often now. He has been getting a little better about staying in there longer. When I say longer, it could vary anywhere from 5 minutes to about 30 to 45 minutes. One Sunday, a few weeks ago, he stayed in there the entire time, only b/c he had just bumped his head on the floor and he didn't want to leave me. I think its harder when your daddy is the preacher and when he is so use to going there often and playing in the sanctuary on the piano and pushing the wheelchair around. I am working on it and slowly, but surely, determined that he will one day stay in there. I know he is still young. I just can't imagine right now having a baby in there with a 2yr old. Our church is small, so we don't have many activities for children his age, which makes it more challenging. The people are very kind and tell me not to worry about how he acts in the service b/c he has to learn. However, its still hard b/c I am very sensitive to other people's feelings and I don't want to bother anyone else. Tonight at church, I tried to keep him in there. He stayed about 10 minutes then was ready to go and then come back in again. Whenever Mark prays or says something, he says "daddy,daddy." However, I'm confident that he will eventually stay in there someday, with the Lord's help:)

Also, a cute thing Wesley did tonight was when I was praying with him at bedtime, Mark & I usually take turns, he has this big stuffed lamb, & he folded the lamb's paws or feet, whatever lamb's have. He waited until I was finished to unfold them. It was so cute. I am going to have to start bringing our camera in there for bedtime.

July 4th

We had a busy July 4th. Wesley woke up that morning saying "fiwoks." Translation "fireworks." My mom and dad came down to spend the day with us. We cooked hamburgers and hot dogs and made homemade peach ice cream, ummmm! I love peches! My mom and dad brought down a whole bunch of them from Lane's packing company in Fort Valley. I could eat 5 or more peaches a day. Especially during this time of year when their this good. After we ate, Mark and I went shopping for t.v.'s. A few weeks ago, lightining struck our t.v., computer, and this radio I had in the kitchen that my brother-in-law, Michael, gave me for christmas. Thankfully, bellsouth sent us a modem free. However, a t.v. guy came and said the t.v. is shot, unless we want to pay hundreds of dollars to have it fixed, which wouldn't be worth it in the long run. So, we thought we would find some good sales on july 4th, but we didn't. Well we ended up getting one anyway from Wal-mart. It's one of those flat-screen lcd's. We researched it and decided on an lcd b/c plasma's don't last as long. We eventually want to hang it on the wall so we can get rid of our entertainment center.

So, we got back from HOURS of shopping for t.v.'s. I was pretty exhausted. If I do alot of walking now, I get tired faster. I feel like an old lady. Wesley only ended up taking a 15 minute nap. So, I was a little concerned that he wouldn't be able to enjoy the fireworks, but he was fine. The fireworks started at 9:30 and Wesley loved them, then seemed like he got a little tired of them later. So, we left at 10. He was ready to go to bed when we got home and right when we walked in the door said, "Pa, read." So, my dad read to him and said he fell asleep while he was reading which he never does.

I need to figure out how to put videos on here b/c Wesley likes to sing along to certain songs now, especially "you are my sunshine." It's so cute. He has to cover up his face with stuffed animals or a pillow though when he does it. I guess he doesn't want us to see his face when he's singing. He is becoming more and more vocal now and gets frustrated when we can't understand what he's saying. Some cute things he's saying now is "ticish," or tickilish (I don't know if I spelled that right or not,) whenever we tickle him, or just if the cat's tail touches him. Mark has taught him to snore where he breathes in and then goes, "mememememe." He was just doing that on the monitor. We still use the monitor for him b/c he still waits for us to come in there and get him whenever he wakes up. I guess he got that from when he was in his crib. Whenever he gets a "booboo," he has to tell and show everyone he comes in contact with. We were at Dairy Queen one time and as we were about to leave, he just went up to these people and showed him his "booboo."
Here are some pictures from July 4th.

Wesley and Pa as we were walking to see the fireworks. His eyes were really big here.

 

Wesley waiting for the fireworks.

 

Mark chillin in his chair.

 

Watching the fireworks. You can see my pregnant belly.