After I was able to get some sleep that didn't involve waking myself up with myself sobbing in pain (yes, I've done that often the past few weeks) I finally feel a little bit rational.
Pregnant...rational...trust me, I'm in shock.
My brother in law, who in truth has done nothing really wrong (however annoying) will be leaving sometime Saturday. I managed to keep from actually snapping my twig at him even though everything he did bothered me at no fault of his, lol.
Along with the sleep, my husband finally was able to give me a back rub which helped immensely. After moving my parents in last weekend he was too sore to move, so it was me giving him back rubs. Then we kept going to bed so late and had a ton of school work. There were just too many obstacles in the way from my back rubs. And if you have ever been largely pregnant with sciatic nerve pain you know how important they are. Literally I had a hard time walking to the kitchen and back to sit on my bed...let ALONE sit on the couch.
Last night we went to Kenzie's school and met her new teacher. She has a very sweet teacher this year, like every other year and I know that they are going to love each other to death. Kenzie already felt comfortable around her to hug her goodbye at last nights open house. A lot of Mack's reservations have calmed and now she's a bit excited to go back to school, which makes me feel better too. The change is mostly going to be with the schedule and Maddie. Maddie is going to miss her sister so much! I'm going to miss her too, Kenzie and I have spent 98% of this summer together. I'm curious to see what Monday brings.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Oh please
Please Jesus, Santa Claus or Hare Krishna...
GIVE ME MY HOUSE BACK!
We have not had our house to ourselves since the beginning of June.
My in laws were in town every weekend
Then my mother in law stayed for over a week
Then my parents moved in the day after she left
They moved out on Friday into their new apartment
And now my brother in law is here
My husband doesn't seem to get it, because it doesn't inconvenience him in any way. I am trying to do homework, make phone calls, watch presentations, write hard ass papers and I'M PREGNANT! And I cannot go into MY bedroom and sit on MY bed without him being in here.
I desperately need a break and I am so totally losing it. Howard mentioned him staying through the weekend and possibly another week. He will not physically be a man by the end of the weekend if we still have a houseguest.
GIVE ME MY HOUSE BACK!
We have not had our house to ourselves since the beginning of June.
My in laws were in town every weekend
Then my mother in law stayed for over a week
Then my parents moved in the day after she left
They moved out on Friday into their new apartment
And now my brother in law is here
My husband doesn't seem to get it, because it doesn't inconvenience him in any way. I am trying to do homework, make phone calls, watch presentations, write hard ass papers and I'M PREGNANT! And I cannot go into MY bedroom and sit on MY bed without him being in here.
I desperately need a break and I am so totally losing it. Howard mentioned him staying through the weekend and possibly another week. He will not physically be a man by the end of the weekend if we still have a houseguest.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
The 29 week ultrasound
Almost 3 years ago, I had another 29 week ultrasound. The tech was measuring my twins. Seeing Maddie wiggle around, significantly bigger then Morgan. Everything looked fine on both babies, then she went to find the heartbeats. Found Maddie's thumping away and Morgan's solid little torso with no recognizable heartbeat.
3 years ago at my last 29 week ultrasound I found out that my sweet Morgan had passed away. And immediately worried for Maddie's safety.
Today is my 29 week ultrasound for Parker and he has been kicking me all day. Thank you little man for the reassurance. I will feel so much better when I get to the doctors and hear his heartbeat and see him dancing on the screen for us. To see him safe...and thriving.
3 years ago at my last 29 week ultrasound I found out that my sweet Morgan had passed away. And immediately worried for Maddie's safety.
Today is my 29 week ultrasound for Parker and he has been kicking me all day. Thank you little man for the reassurance. I will feel so much better when I get to the doctors and hear his heartbeat and see him dancing on the screen for us. To see him safe...and thriving.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Decisions & Pregnancy are a bad mix
I am at a loss. Now I know why I am on my third pregnancy and have never had a baby shower. Pregnant women don't do decisions well.
Ok, so since this is more then likely my last pregnancy my family and I really want to have a baby shower. I've always wanted one, and never had one. First pregnancy was a teen pregnancy...and...yeah. Second pregnancy had one scheduled but I canceled the plans for it when Morgan passed away, I just couldn't do it. We did have a welcome home party for her though. It was nothing like a baby shower though. My sister made dinner, my family came, one friend and my mother in law we ate and they all got to see Maddie when she came out of the hospital.
Howard wanted to throw one for me this time around. I know that is not proper ettiquite but he's my husband, and most men don't want to be a part of this type of thing, anyone who knows him KNOWS he is not most men. He figures he knows what I like and what I don't like. He would be able to be a part of the baby shower (because he does actually want to be) but still be able to make sure it ran smoothly.
But now a wrench has been thrown into it and I am not sure how to proceed. While having lunch with my sister the other day my sis mentioned throwing a shower for our pregnant cousin. My mother immediately asked about a shower for me. Now, I love my sister but we are not close by any means. At all. I frankly didn't want to ask her for anything, and now my mother has her thinking she needs to throw a shower for me and of course being the politically correct person she is, she agreed immediately.
So, she wants to throw a shower for me on September 20th (no she did not ask me about the date, but that is the only time she has time to do it). This will not work for many reasons. My 4 besties from high school are not able to make that date because they are going out of town. Not only that but they ARE out of town so on a Sunday they would have to drive here then straight back then deal with work and school on Monday morning. Not too fair. My oldest bestie is moving into her brand new house either the weekend before that OR THAT WEEKEND so she wouldn't be able to make it either!
So what do I do?
Do I tell my sister 'Thanks but no thanks' and have her offended and my family won't show up at my shower if I throw one?
Do I just allow her to throw it and just deal with the fact that my friends won't be able to make it?
Do I have the shower thrown by her then throw another one that will work for my friends schedule? 2 showers?
ANYONE who has an option on this, pleaseeeeeeeeee give me a piece of it. I need help, maybe professional help.
Ok, so since this is more then likely my last pregnancy my family and I really want to have a baby shower. I've always wanted one, and never had one. First pregnancy was a teen pregnancy...and...yeah. Second pregnancy had one scheduled but I canceled the plans for it when Morgan passed away, I just couldn't do it. We did have a welcome home party for her though. It was nothing like a baby shower though. My sister made dinner, my family came, one friend and my mother in law we ate and they all got to see Maddie when she came out of the hospital.
Howard wanted to throw one for me this time around. I know that is not proper ettiquite but he's my husband, and most men don't want to be a part of this type of thing, anyone who knows him KNOWS he is not most men. He figures he knows what I like and what I don't like. He would be able to be a part of the baby shower (because he does actually want to be) but still be able to make sure it ran smoothly.
But now a wrench has been thrown into it and I am not sure how to proceed. While having lunch with my sister the other day my sis mentioned throwing a shower for our pregnant cousin. My mother immediately asked about a shower for me. Now, I love my sister but we are not close by any means. At all. I frankly didn't want to ask her for anything, and now my mother has her thinking she needs to throw a shower for me and of course being the politically correct person she is, she agreed immediately.
So, she wants to throw a shower for me on September 20th (no she did not ask me about the date, but that is the only time she has time to do it). This will not work for many reasons. My 4 besties from high school are not able to make that date because they are going out of town. Not only that but they ARE out of town so on a Sunday they would have to drive here then straight back then deal with work and school on Monday morning. Not too fair. My oldest bestie is moving into her brand new house either the weekend before that OR THAT WEEKEND so she wouldn't be able to make it either!
So what do I do?
Do I tell my sister 'Thanks but no thanks' and have her offended and my family won't show up at my shower if I throw one?
Do I just allow her to throw it and just deal with the fact that my friends won't be able to make it?
Do I have the shower thrown by her then throw another one that will work for my friends schedule? 2 showers?
ANYONE who has an option on this, pleaseeeeeeeeee give me a piece of it. I need help, maybe professional help.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
ok-finally
Alright, so the last weekend of June.
We went out of town to celebrate Howard's grandmother's 80th birthday. We left on Friday morning and drove there (took about 3 hours). We got to our hotel and got checked in (worth every cent of the $103 we paid). Howard's aunt had her grandsons (ages 10 & 7) coming into town from north Texas, and the oldest's birthday was Friday. So, we decided to have a little pizza/pool party at our hotel for him. So...off to the pool...
Punkin Pie, cheesin it up!
She LOVED the water!
She had an absolute blast! Oh and the redhead, back of the head you see here, is the birthday boy, Kristopher. Oh and the floatie thing behind Kenz...that was for Maddie and she wouldn't get in it-in the pool at least.
She was trying to give me the peace sign-my camera cut it off.
See, after bath time she got very friendly with the floatie and everyones faces got friendly with the noodle she was flaring around hitting everyone with.
Kenzie loved having that big bed all to herself. This is what she did until she passed out.
And this happened just minutes after the floatie attack. She was zonked out. I talked on the phone, watched TV, played with Kenzie and she didn't move a muscle.
The decor was really beautiful, and that giant fan you see in the corner was keeping it at a very nice temperature despite being 98 degrees that day.
Yes, my brother in law. He's special. He was not into the food at all, and Maddie would not sit still so he took it upon himself to become baby sitter. He literally watched her during the entire meal so Howard and I could eat and chat. I really love that guy.
The beautiful birthday girl. She looked so beautiful, she always does.
Shortly after 4, we headed home. We had a very nice time spending time with his family. Also, his cousin Celeste who has two beautiful boys (ages almost 3 and 1) has decided she is not going to have any more children so she took it upon herself to give us the majority of the too small outfits from her boys. The clothes are beautiful and I cried.
We went out of town to celebrate Howard's grandmother's 80th birthday. We left on Friday morning and drove there (took about 3 hours). We got to our hotel and got checked in (worth every cent of the $103 we paid). Howard's aunt had her grandsons (ages 10 & 7) coming into town from north Texas, and the oldest's birthday was Friday. So, we decided to have a little pizza/pool party at our hotel for him. So...off to the pool...
Punkin Pie, cheesin it up!
She LOVED the water!
She had an absolute blast! Oh and the redhead, back of the head you see here, is the birthday boy, Kristopher. Oh and the floatie thing behind Kenz...that was for Maddie and she wouldn't get in it-in the pool at least.
She was trying to give me the peace sign-my camera cut it off.
After fun at the pool we went back to Howard's aunt's house and had pizza and spent time with them, had a little party for Kristopher. Had a ton of pizza and finally headed back to the hotel for much needed baths and relaxing.
See, after bath time she got very friendly with the floatie and everyones faces got friendly with the noodle she was flaring around hitting everyone with.
Kenzie loved having that big bed all to herself. This is what she did until she passed out.
And this happened just minutes after the floatie attack. She was zonked out. I talked on the phone, watched TV, played with Kenzie and she didn't move a muscle.
The next day, we got up and had breakfast in the hotel (free and really great I might add!). Then we all got ready for the party ahead. We got dressed, and headed to Howard's OTHER aunt's beautiful home for the party. Their house is beautiful normally but they went all out for Grandma's 80th birthday party...see...
The decor was really beautiful, and that giant fan you see in the corner was keeping it at a very nice temperature despite being 98 degrees that day.
Yes, my brother in law. He's special. He was not into the food at all, and Maddie would not sit still so he took it upon himself to become baby sitter. He literally watched her during the entire meal so Howard and I could eat and chat. I really love that guy.
The beautiful birthday girl. She looked so beautiful, she always does.
Shortly after 4, we headed home. We had a very nice time spending time with his family. Also, his cousin Celeste who has two beautiful boys (ages almost 3 and 1) has decided she is not going to have any more children so she took it upon herself to give us the majority of the too small outfits from her boys. The clothes are beautiful and I cried.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
And down will go preggo
So I know I said I would post about our out of town weekend next, but this takes precedence, trust me.
So my parents are moving. Their apartment isn't ready, so they are going to move in with us until it does. Yesterday evening, Howard, myself and the kids ran into Walmart to get drinks, bottled water, a watermelon, things to keep everyone cool during the move. As we were packing up the car my mom calls and asks if one of us can run in and grab her and my dad's prescriptions. Sure.
So, I go back in and as soon as I step on the rug in front of their mini floral department, I see the rug is bent up. I go to step off of it so I don't fall and don't realize there is water coming out from underneath the rug. So what happens?
I go stumbling forward, the rug coming with me. Because I don't exactly have a good balance of gravity seeing how big my belly is, I start to fall. I placed my left hand over my belly and go down on my right knee and right hand. I feel a sharp pain through my knee and roll to my butt.
**Small Backstory: Right knee was blown out in High School when I was dancing. I blew out my knee cap, ripped ligaments and caused myself to have this condition (I cannot for the life of me remember the name) where my knee caps have shifted to the side...like sliding knee caps) End Backstory**
So, needless to say I had a searing pain in my knee, and my neck hurt from the jolt. Parker started moving, so I knew he was ok. I never landed on my abdomen or back, so I knew that he was just sloshed around a bit.
It just so happened that the Assistant Manager of Walmart watched this happen, she was literally a few feet in front of me. Her, and an off duty EMT came over to help me. The EMT asked me if she could do a quick assesment on me, and I agreed. She took my pulse and told me I definitely don't have heart problems because my heart was beating so hard lol. She felt around my neck, shoulders and back and said I'm going to have a bit of whip lash. She felt my chest and abdomen and saw no signs of labor and felt the baby move herself.
By now I had a million Walmart employees standing over me and I was crying and laughing out of embarassment. I said that my husband, mother in law and kids were in the car waiting for me. One asked what we were driving and I gave him a description and I said that he was just rounding the corner (I could see him from the door). The employee says, 'I'll get him!' and took off at a sprint out of the store. They wanted to call 911, but I was so disoriented at the time, I couldn't think. Seconds later Howard came stalking through the door looking mighty upset. I told him what happened, and he immediately told them to call 911, so they did.
Tons of EMT's and Firemen came in and checked me and confirmed what the off duty EMT said. After tons of time, and tons of ER workers later I did have some ripped ligaments and a bit of whip lash.
Oh and Howard called my mom. She flipped and immediately came in and cried. She felt guilty, bless her heart. On the way to get the kids, my mother in law decided to give me a guilt trip on how scared the kids were and how scared she was, and I lost it a bit. Telling her to stop, please stop...while crying. That was NOT pretty. I'll have a giant scare with a large side of GUILT please!
So now I am a one woman circus act. With my huge preggo belly and on crutches.
So my parents are moving. Their apartment isn't ready, so they are going to move in with us until it does. Yesterday evening, Howard, myself and the kids ran into Walmart to get drinks, bottled water, a watermelon, things to keep everyone cool during the move. As we were packing up the car my mom calls and asks if one of us can run in and grab her and my dad's prescriptions. Sure.
So, I go back in and as soon as I step on the rug in front of their mini floral department, I see the rug is bent up. I go to step off of it so I don't fall and don't realize there is water coming out from underneath the rug. So what happens?
I go stumbling forward, the rug coming with me. Because I don't exactly have a good balance of gravity seeing how big my belly is, I start to fall. I placed my left hand over my belly and go down on my right knee and right hand. I feel a sharp pain through my knee and roll to my butt.
**Small Backstory: Right knee was blown out in High School when I was dancing. I blew out my knee cap, ripped ligaments and caused myself to have this condition (I cannot for the life of me remember the name) where my knee caps have shifted to the side...like sliding knee caps) End Backstory**
So, needless to say I had a searing pain in my knee, and my neck hurt from the jolt. Parker started moving, so I knew he was ok. I never landed on my abdomen or back, so I knew that he was just sloshed around a bit.
It just so happened that the Assistant Manager of Walmart watched this happen, she was literally a few feet in front of me. Her, and an off duty EMT came over to help me. The EMT asked me if she could do a quick assesment on me, and I agreed. She took my pulse and told me I definitely don't have heart problems because my heart was beating so hard lol. She felt around my neck, shoulders and back and said I'm going to have a bit of whip lash. She felt my chest and abdomen and saw no signs of labor and felt the baby move herself.
By now I had a million Walmart employees standing over me and I was crying and laughing out of embarassment. I said that my husband, mother in law and kids were in the car waiting for me. One asked what we were driving and I gave him a description and I said that he was just rounding the corner (I could see him from the door). The employee says, 'I'll get him!' and took off at a sprint out of the store. They wanted to call 911, but I was so disoriented at the time, I couldn't think. Seconds later Howard came stalking through the door looking mighty upset. I told him what happened, and he immediately told them to call 911, so they did.
Tons of EMT's and Firemen came in and checked me and confirmed what the off duty EMT said. After tons of time, and tons of ER workers later I did have some ripped ligaments and a bit of whip lash.
Oh and Howard called my mom. She flipped and immediately came in and cried. She felt guilty, bless her heart. On the way to get the kids, my mother in law decided to give me a guilt trip on how scared the kids were and how scared she was, and I lost it a bit. Telling her to stop, please stop...while crying. That was NOT pretty. I'll have a giant scare with a large side of GUILT please!
So now I am a one woman circus act. With my huge preggo belly and on crutches.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
The mother of all blog posts
Don't ask me why I haven't blogged, because I don't have an answer. I have wanted to, so finally here it goes.
On Thursday, June 18th Howard's company got us tickets to see a Triple A baseball game. We had a blast! The kids loved it (Maddie just got really tired at the end). I got to meet Howard's coworkers. We were in the shade and really did have a lot of fun. My parents came and loved it too. Maddie spent the time going from person to person including those who were not with our part. Yes, she spent half the game in the arms of Howard's bosses wife and daughter. She really liked them. Mackenzie was just fixated on the game, she loved it (that's my girl). By the end of the 4th inning my sister and her family walked right by us. Her kids actually came and sat with us for about 30 minutes. So, I got to spend some random time with my neice and nephew, which was a very unexpected surprise. By the end of the night, my hips were sore I guess from the way I was sitting. By the time we got home, we were exhausted and it was after 10, although we left at the top of the 8th. By touch my hips were so sore, and when I got home I realized why. Somehow I got a 6" bruise on my right hip and a smaller one on my left. It was sore and protruding and red and purple. Absoutely lovely. Oh and the kids are still talking about the 'ball game'.
Friday June 19th Howard and I sat in the doctor's waiting room absoutely bursting with anxious energy. We couldn't stop figiting! We were constantly texting and twittering and I needed to pee SO BAD (Having downed like 4 bottles of water in the past hour and a half). I was really sore because of my bruises from the night before. When they called us in, Howard and I literally jumped from our seats and ran back to the ultrasound room. I felt like I might throw up, literally. I finally laid down and tried to chill while Howard stood over me and refused to sit. The second the wand hit my stomach the tech asked, 'Well, do you want to know what the sex is? I can tell you my first guess right now." I was like, WHAAAAAAAA?! ALREADY?! CRAP! I was afraid to know. I just let my stomach turn and looked at Howard and made him answer her. He said yes and she said that she was pretty sure it was a boy. All the air Howard and I had in our lungs came rushing out. I told her if she was right, I was going to cry. Seconds later, she showed us another shot of a penis then the scrotum. I cried. Howard cried. She went on to keep checking other things, constantly getting shots of his family jewels calming my fears of a false result. Howard had finally sat down and was radiating testosterone when he realized how obvious it was that his son was a boy, lol. He was measuring right on at a foot long and weighing a pound. He looked wonderful. She showed us all of his organs and we got to see him dancing, opening and closing his mouth, and she even showed us a heat sensor of cord blood going back and forth while still showing me the penis (proving it's not the cord between his legs). I practically danced out of that office. We texted and twittered all our friends and called his parents first. His dad played a joke on his mom and said that it was another girl, but when she heard the truth she screamed, 'I TOLD YOU'! My mom instantly started crying with excitement. Kenzie just shrugged her shoulders and said, 'Yeah, I know'. She was so confident. Brat, lol. Maddie just said, 'YAY BABY BRUDDER!' My regular doc appointment went well. The nurses and my doctor sharing our excitement. I gained my first pound, too. I did my one hour glucose test (I had gestational diabetes with the twins, so we assumed I would have it again, so we decided to test early). I failed the first test by the way and am supposed to go in and have the 3 hour one as soon as I can get in there.
Wanna see pictures? *beware baby boy parts below*
On Thursday, June 18th Howard's company got us tickets to see a Triple A baseball game. We had a blast! The kids loved it (Maddie just got really tired at the end). I got to meet Howard's coworkers. We were in the shade and really did have a lot of fun. My parents came and loved it too. Maddie spent the time going from person to person including those who were not with our part. Yes, she spent half the game in the arms of Howard's bosses wife and daughter. She really liked them. Mackenzie was just fixated on the game, she loved it (that's my girl). By the end of the 4th inning my sister and her family walked right by us. Her kids actually came and sat with us for about 30 minutes. So, I got to spend some random time with my neice and nephew, which was a very unexpected surprise. By the end of the night, my hips were sore I guess from the way I was sitting. By the time we got home, we were exhausted and it was after 10, although we left at the top of the 8th. By touch my hips were so sore, and when I got home I realized why. Somehow I got a 6" bruise on my right hip and a smaller one on my left. It was sore and protruding and red and purple. Absoutely lovely. Oh and the kids are still talking about the 'ball game'.
Friday June 19th Howard and I sat in the doctor's waiting room absoutely bursting with anxious energy. We couldn't stop figiting! We were constantly texting and twittering and I needed to pee SO BAD (Having downed like 4 bottles of water in the past hour and a half). I was really sore because of my bruises from the night before. When they called us in, Howard and I literally jumped from our seats and ran back to the ultrasound room. I felt like I might throw up, literally. I finally laid down and tried to chill while Howard stood over me and refused to sit. The second the wand hit my stomach the tech asked, 'Well, do you want to know what the sex is? I can tell you my first guess right now." I was like, WHAAAAAAAA?! ALREADY?! CRAP! I was afraid to know. I just let my stomach turn and looked at Howard and made him answer her. He said yes and she said that she was pretty sure it was a boy. All the air Howard and I had in our lungs came rushing out. I told her if she was right, I was going to cry. Seconds later, she showed us another shot of a penis then the scrotum. I cried. Howard cried. She went on to keep checking other things, constantly getting shots of his family jewels calming my fears of a false result. Howard had finally sat down and was radiating testosterone when he realized how obvious it was that his son was a boy, lol. He was measuring right on at a foot long and weighing a pound. He looked wonderful. She showed us all of his organs and we got to see him dancing, opening and closing his mouth, and she even showed us a heat sensor of cord blood going back and forth while still showing me the penis (proving it's not the cord between his legs). I practically danced out of that office. We texted and twittered all our friends and called his parents first. His dad played a joke on his mom and said that it was another girl, but when she heard the truth she screamed, 'I TOLD YOU'! My mom instantly started crying with excitement. Kenzie just shrugged her shoulders and said, 'Yeah, I know'. She was so confident. Brat, lol. Maddie just said, 'YAY BABY BRUDDER!' My regular doc appointment went well. The nurses and my doctor sharing our excitement. I gained my first pound, too. I did my one hour glucose test (I had gestational diabetes with the twins, so we assumed I would have it again, so we decided to test early). I failed the first test by the way and am supposed to go in and have the 3 hour one as soon as I can get in there.
Wanna see pictures? *beware baby boy parts below*
This is the first shot she got, I see why she knew it was a boy lol
Here's a shot of the front of his face with his hand under his head.
And here's a picture of his foot and toes.
Here's a shot of the front of his face with his hand under his head.
And here's a picture of his foot and toes.
So yeah, we're having a boy and finally it is starting to set in. We could not be more excited!
Everyone has asked about names. Only my mother in law has said that she didn't like it but if she had it her way our kids would of been named Linda, Dorothy and Howard III. Not that I have anything against those names, but um. no.
Anyway, his name is going to be Parker Philip West. PP...PPW...PW...I know. Everyone has said that, but that still doesn't take away with how much we love the name. It has made me second guess it a bit though, but oh well. Howard came up with Parker, and I love that for a first name. Philip is my Grandfather's name and he's almost 90, doesn't look at day over 60. I hope and pray that I have health as good as he does at 90 when I'm 50!
So, that exciting end of that week was followed by a busy, but great weekend and last week. We have sent in an amended version of our taxes to the IRS which will result in another refund. SCORE, THANKS RENEE! We finally got my grant money from school which we were able to use for some stuff we needed, including some maternity clothes for me that I have to return because they are ALL TOO BIG!! We are going through all of the pink clothes we have and are preparing to ebay it up.
Last weekend was amazing...we went out of town and I took a ton of pictures. However, I think I'm going to end this one for now.
Everyone has asked about names. Only my mother in law has said that she didn't like it but if she had it her way our kids would of been named Linda, Dorothy and Howard III. Not that I have anything against those names, but um. no.
Anyway, his name is going to be Parker Philip West. PP...PPW...PW...I know. Everyone has said that, but that still doesn't take away with how much we love the name. It has made me second guess it a bit though, but oh well. Howard came up with Parker, and I love that for a first name. Philip is my Grandfather's name and he's almost 90, doesn't look at day over 60. I hope and pray that I have health as good as he does at 90 when I'm 50!
So, that exciting end of that week was followed by a busy, but great weekend and last week. We have sent in an amended version of our taxes to the IRS which will result in another refund. SCORE, THANKS RENEE! We finally got my grant money from school which we were able to use for some stuff we needed, including some maternity clothes for me that I have to return because they are ALL TOO BIG!! We are going through all of the pink clothes we have and are preparing to ebay it up.
Last weekend was amazing...we went out of town and I took a ton of pictures. However, I think I'm going to end this one for now.
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