The Triad

Happy Birthday Parker! I cant believe its been 3 years since you entered our lives. Thanks for teaching me all about little boys. I can only hope the next three years will be as wonderful as the last.

Parker celebrated his 3rd birthday with Spider man cupcakes and swimming. Favorite presents included a real cowboy hat with matching belt buckle from dad and a light-saber that makes realistic sounds when you move it.

Official "cowboy" pics to follow.

Baby Update #6

I have made it past 35 weeks, the ultimate goal! Although I do not have a set date for my induction, I should get one Monday. Rumor has it it will be probably be the 21st of July, putting me at 37 weeks and 2 days. Who would have ever believed that I would be here 2 months ago?

I keep secretly wishing I will go into labor on my own. I have never really had a "real" labor. Abby started coming early (around 35 weeks) due to me getting sick, but once they gave me fluids my labor stopped and they decided to just finish me off with some modern meds. Parker on the other hand just had to be induced even though I was past 40 weeks. Something in me almost doesn't believe that you can have a baby without pitocin. I would love to know what it feels like to have that surprise rush to the hospital. However, it looks like Baby #3 will be induced like all the rest. Oh well, at least I dont have to go all the way to 40 weeks.

And as a side note, what the heck is up with me having 2 children with not one stretch mark, and now all of a sudden my belly looks like a freakin' football field? Am i getting old or something? I am totally blaming this on what one friend affectionately called it one day..."the tar baby." (Meaning the tumor of course. Not Lucy.) Oh yeah and its grown again to 8 cm. But as the doc says, "who cares, baby is fine." Should I be worried I have to birth this thing? Oh well, it will all be over soon!

Independence Day

I am not sure if it is the barbeques, the family time, the swimming, or just the great childhood memories, but I love Independence Day. I think it has become my favorite holiday of the year. In preparation for the big day I tried to teach Parker and Abby some patriotic tunes. I found that every single one I would sing, there was a line or two I would have to hum or make up words to. Even Yankee Doodle! (What is the last line....whip the girls be handy?...That cant be right.) I really need to brush up before next year.

Lets just say that we rocked the 4th this year. In a nutshell, we swam and swam, attended my "nephew" Indy's baptism, ate some great carne asada imported from Yuma (pretty patriotic huh?), watched a movie outside on a huge blow up screen, and then pretty much trashed a driveway full of streamers and poppers and other miscellaneous 4th of July toys. I think Taylor enjoyed those popper things more than the kids did. Everytime I turned he would throw them at my feet. Aparently it is hilarious to both 2 year olds and 30 year old boys alike to watch me jump at 9 months pregnant. I am glad I provided some great father and son bonding time for them.

Guessing Game

Taylor plays this guessing game with the kids where he gives 3 clues about an object within sight and the kids have to figure out what the object is. Well, today his first clue was "this object is fat in the middle and skinny on the ends." Abby immediately ran over to me and exclaimed, "I know... its Mom!" I couldn't help but laugh. He had meant a football.

Whoa Baby!

I am completely and utterly blessed by having my "cousin" Megan, as a photographer. She literally has taken half the photos on my blog and does an excellent job documenting our lives on a weekly basis. I'm serious when I say that this blog would be pretty boring with out her amazing talents.

She took some quick maternity photos ( on her porch mind you) of the kids and I the other day ago, and they turned out great. Taylor somehow got out of this shoot, but there is no avoiding the next one.

Baby Update #5

I have reported little, but as you know, no news is usually good news. Lucy seems to be back on track, and doing great. The tumor has not recorded much growth at all in the last month, and MIGHT (they are not sure) if anything be stealing less blood from her because it could slightly dying in on itself. The plan is to now keep monitoring me in the hospital twice a week, but I can go to and from Prescott as I please. They will probably induce me at about 37 weeks when they know her lungs are healthy. If all goes well, I will have a healthy baby girl to take home. I think that puts me at a middle of July delivery. Not too much more to go.

Tired

I took the kids to the pool the other day ago, it was one of those days where I decided that we were just going to camp out and stay until they were completely exhausted. Well, I think i accomplished my goal because when I got home, I walked into the other room, only to come back to this. A little guy who had stripped off his wet swimsuit, grabbed a cookie, and had fallen asleep on the floor before he could finish it. Poor kid. But now really...who can resist that bum?