Me Me Me

Today was just another day I guess. Nothing interesting has been going on. Michael came home on Monday. We met him at the airport, and I almost cried when I saw Madison’s face light up and get so excited. She grabbed onto his neck and would not let go. She missed him so much. Bryceton and Madison went home with him, so I finally got a little peace and quiet. Got some homework done but more than that housework. I can always tell when I am truly pregnant because the nesting thing kicks in. I took all 4 of our kitchen chairs apart, so I could take the mesh seats and back off and wash them, then put them all back together. Then I took the glass top off the table, and cleaned it till I could see myself in it.  It hadn’t been cleaned like that since right before Kadence was born.

 My cravings have arrived. Blaine noticed it before I did. I have been on a meat thing. Which I knew would happen, because I rarely eat meat so my body really needs it. But this time, instead of steak, it’s chicken. I really do not like chicken, but I have ate it 4 times this week.  Also tuna fish. I was really craving a tuna fish sandwich, so I got all the stuff to make that, and then, pumpkin pie! I bet I was younger than 13 the last time I had it. Now I need it! So I bought this little kit that makes 6 mini pumpkin pies, and a can of whip cream and made them tonight. MMmmmm   mmmmmmm good!  School is school. I am already tired of getting up early, but it’s the price I have to pay if I want a good life for my family. No morning sickness, which leads me to believe we are having a girl. I never had morning sickness with my girls. This is totally unscientific, like saying heartburn means your baby is going to have lots of hair (LOL) My girls are living proof that that’s a lie! I was just making an observation, not like I am going to go sell all my boy stuff.  Another note,  I haven’t picked a doctor yet. And to be honest, I am not looking forward to finding one. The only one I have ever liked moved back to Kansas right before Madison was born and I have yet to find someone to fill his shoes. I am very picky about my doctors, and there are a few things I look for, number one being hand size....go ahead and laugh, but I am serious! Big hands in there does not feel good.  Second is the ability to get personal with you. Know you, know your partner/husband. I don’t want someone to have to read my name off the chart to know who I am.  I want someone who gets down on my level. Maybe I am asking too much, but Dr. Nguyen spoiled me, and I have never found another like him.  And female doctors are by far the worse! They compare you to their pregnancy experiences, and aren’t nearly as sympathetic as men. But also, another reason I am not in a rush to find a Dr. is because I want to wait for my first ultrasound until I am far enough along to tell the sex. That is around 17-20 weeks, depending on the technician.

Well I guess that is all that is going on around here.  Oh and we have picked our names.
If it’s a boy, we will call him Abel Mathius (pronounced ma thigh us)
And for a girl Rowan Serenity.  And if it happens to be twins, Blaine will have to name them, because I will hang myself right after the birth...lol.