Large and in (pain) Charge

I know I need to update this blog more of what is going on in my family-but I am tired. The end.

I went to the doctor today and I am supposed to be a little less than 33 weeks along.

I am measuring past 35.

I have had 2 ultrasounds that put me actually a week under my due date-so technically I should only be less than 32, but they decided to keep my original due date.

I will have another ultrasound next week to see if this baby is part giant, or if I just have lots of extra fluid in there.

Nothing about this pregnancy has been like the others though...so...

I had my glucose test yesterday...a little late since we've been so busy, and so has my doctor.

Turns out my levels are quite high.

Never has happened before-now I have to do a 3 hour test, after a 12 hour fast in two weeks...if I make it that long.

Hopefully I don't have gestational diabetes.

I guess I better lay off the m&m's and ice cream.

This baby is a mover and a kicker...all the time.

Good for him, he is very healthy.

Bad for me, my ribs are very messed up.

I have not had an even minuscule amount of good sleep in weeks due to aches, pains and....contractions.

Not little, oh am I having a contraction? Braxton hicks type contraction-NO!

More like holy free holies, my uterus is a brick and I can't walk, talk or breathe normally for more than a minute.

The wake you up in the middle of the night, slap you in the face, am I dying? Kind of contractions.

Still, I know I am not in labor-but I don't think it will be long off, and neither does my doctor.

Also I am nesting.

To the point that I can see people thinking I'm insane, but I can't stop myself.

I am on a liquidation mission at my house, everything must go.

All closets, furniture and rooms must be rearranged, organized and pretty much alphabetized.

It is so bad that I even emptied a church closet on Sunday and stayed after purging and organizing it to a state of perfection.

Everyone just stood back and looked at me with scared expressions on their faces.

I am finishing every craft project I have put on the back burner, because for some reason I feel like they need to be finished immediately.

I am pretty sure I have lost it entirely.

Oh and I'm angry.

Like Incredible Hulk angry.

I will snap at anyone and anything, so watch out.

I can hear myself yelling at my children, I can see their scared faces wondering if I am actually going to turn green...and yet I can't stop myself.

I have never felt this out of control in any of my other pregnancies or in any other time of my life.

I am completely insane.

I need this baby to wait until at least the first of September...

August has camping trips, lots of school work and lots of cleaning still needs to be done before I can start even thinking about giving birth.

He will wait at least that long right?

Tell me I'm right....

...Or I'll get angry.

You won't like me when I'm angry.

30 Weeks

Just took some pictures of me at 30 weeks today.

Everyone is pretty sure I won't be making it another full 10 weeks (I am hoping for 8), because according to to public opinion I am ginormous! :)

If you want to see a few more, you can go here.

Porter Age 2

I have Porters 2 year old pictures up on the photog blog. I can't believe this little stink is 2!

Took him to the doctor this week, and he was 51% for weight, 85% for height and 91% for his head.

Tall, thin and a big old noggin...

No problems with that! But because of his height and weight being very close to his 4 year old brothers...we get asked a lot if they are twins.

Poor little Toph.

Trying to Catch the Moon

The other night while we were all outside enjoying the night air Bekah pointed out the moon to Porter.

He got very excited about it, ran into the garage and came out with one of our large butterfly nets.

He would point at the moon and say, "Catch it!"
Then when no one else was able because we were laughing...and well because I'm pretty sure you can't catch the moon with a butterfly net...

Porter would reach with that net and say, "Catch it, Moon!"
It was pretty much the cutest thing I had ever seen, he kept it up for a good 20 minutes, trying himself and then trying to get others to help him.

Well it's at least as cute as that little boy bum in tiny little boy underwear. :)

Sweets from my Sweets

I made the kids a little Sweet Shoppe this last weekend, so they could sell some candy and lemonade on these hot days.

Wouldn't you buy something from these little sweeties? Tutorial on how to make this is here.

80's Photo Booth Party Slide Show

Rub-a-Dub-Dub 2 Boys in the Tub...Again

I honestly believe that I may have the cleanest boys on the entire planet. Sure they may get messy in the middle of the day from various foods, chalks, markers, paints, mud puddles, grass stains, runny noses and the likes-but they would take 6 baths a day if I let them. Especially if those baths include bubbles.

We just have to say the word tub, and Porter is running down the hall, leaving a trail of clothes behind him. They get along most of the time they are in there too, so its a bonus for me since they are usually trying to drive one another mad.

They just stay in the tub until all the bubbles dissolve, and the entire bathroom looks as though a tidal wave hit it. There is honestly more water on the floor than in the tub when they are finished. Then we have two little streakers running down the hall not wanting to get dressed.

Ahh the joy of boys-and lucky us there will be a third little boy in the tub soon to round out the bunch.

Flashback to my Childhood

I was born in the 80's, and I dressed in all the neon, the tied t-shirts, the leggings, the doubled socks and of course the bedazzled levi jackets.

My friends had an 80's party the other night for their husbands and we all dressed up. I'll post more pics soon-but I had to share this one of Bekah; because she is the spitten image of a little mini me about 23 years ago. Side pony and all.

Scary isn't it?

Snake Girl

Bekah and Tage are touching a snake.
I have nothing else to say about this.

Oh wait yes I do.

Yuck.

And the Verdict is In...or Out?

Out! This is most definitely a BOY! Little Oliver will join our family in September and we are all very excited to meet this wiggly little baby who will complete our family. :)