Rain, Rain, GO AWAY!

I'm pretty sure it has rained, on average, every other day for the past 6 months, and I'm fully aware that we were in a drout at this time last year, but good grief, I think we're good now!

So we're off to the coast today! Everyone's excited, which means there's alot of noise at my house right now. Which is fine with me cause I'm not there! I'm stuck up at the church, trying to get the bulletin's printed before we take off! .

So the Mavs game SUCKED. But they beat the Bulls last night, so we're back on track. We had beaten the Knicks a couple of months ago by 50 points, so they felt they needed to prove a point or something I guess? I don't really blame them, but we had such amazing seats, and all we saw was defeat, up close. Oh well...

I still have the cough from hell. Going on 4 weeks now. Went to the doc and he just said take Robitussin, which is NASTY and makes me gag and I'm convinced does nothing. The massive snot production that my body is insisting on making right now isn't making the situation any better. I've been sleeping in the recliner in the living room, to spare Jeff the constant hacking. My mother in law said she had the cough for 4 weeks, so please, God, let this be the last of it.

Off to fold some bulletins, then to get a nice pre-Summer tan =)

i'm usually right

And by "usually" I mean "always." It's actually a bit ridiculous.

When I first went to the doc, I had made an educated guess as to how far along I was: approx 9 weeks. After the nurse questioned me for awhile, she determined that I was actually 11 weeks. It didn't make sense to me, but I'm not a doctor, or nurse, for that matter =) so I didn't argue. At my second trip to the doc, I just couldn't help myself, and I decided to question it, but got the same response, still due Sept 7th. OOOK, whatever y'all say!

Well guess what! Yup! I was right all along. Sonogram confirms I'm only 11 weeks, 5 days today, moving the due date to September 25.

This is totally cool with me.

Jeff coaches highschool football, and both Noah and Max will play football this fall, so this way I won't miss hardly any of their games. I really am happy about that.

It also explains why I'm still having some nauseousness (is that a word?). I was beginning to wonder why I was still feeling sick, into the second trimester (tho I felt sick when I was preggo w/ Ben for almost the first 6 months, but I'm determined that's NOT happening again (yes I'm pretending I have control over it)). And actually, as I typed that I realized I haven't felt bad all day today... I'm not gonna hold my breath, but maybe things are lookin up!

My only complaint is that now, instead of 2 weeks until we find out the sex of baby #4, it's now 4 weeks, maybe even 5 weeks away!! I know it will fly by, though, so I'll live =)

It was so fun watching baby #4 bounce around during the sonogram. He would throw his legs up in the air and just flop and roll and do whatever he wanted to! So happy! It's incredible, really. Jeff couldn't stop smiling. It's our 4th time around and it doesn't get any less cool!

In other news:

How 'bout them MAVS?! Holy cow, Cuban made the trade of a lifetime! We got rid of Howard and... I can't even remember who else, and got Brendan Haywood, Deshawn Stevenson, and Caron Butler, and are currently on a 13 game win streak!! This season wasn't lookin good, and now we could go all the way! Jeff surprised me w/ tickets to Saturday night's game, so that'll be fun! They're good ones, too =)

details details

So I didn't really share any specifics yet did I? Here's the dillio-

I'd been feeling... off I guess, SUPER tired, and a little nautious, so I took a pee test... not expecting to be surprised. But oh was I.

Jeff is extatic. Over the moon. Hyper and goofy like a little kid. It's a mix of cute and really annoying. More annoying since I'm not feeling too hot. Yesterday he had the nerve to complain about the lunch I made for him! When he got home from work he was "starving" and proceeded to tell me that he had "choked down half of the sandwich bc it had mistard on it." EXCUSE ME? Of all times, this would be the best? He's never complained about the food I've made for him, and apparently he thought it would be "funny." He was mistaken. I let him know that critisizing your *slightly* emotional, pregnant wife is NOT as hilarious as he had anticipated. And I will not be making his lunch for awhile...

The boys are happy. Max wants another brother, Noah thinks maybe a sister would be ok. Ben has started saying "baby" and pointing to my tummy, which means he's cool with it I think? =)

Everyone I talk to wants it to be a girl, but I'm not really set either way. I HONESTLY believe that God knows we do well with boys, so it will not shock me if boy #4 is on the way.

It's just so much pressure with everyone telling me to "think pink" that if it's a boy, I worry he'll feel like he wasn't wanted. I guess all that matters is if he's wanted by his family, and there's nothing I'm gonna love more than a new life to join our family, no matter what "parts" come along. People don't realize that their words hurt. Did I mention I'm a tiny bit emotional lately? I'm not my normal self right now!

What's my normal right now?

Zombie with waves of nauseous-ball-of-yuck.

I'm sooo tired, all day everyday. I'm taking my vitamins, and they're helping a little, and I'm even still going to the gym, but just can't seem to WAKE UP!

The nauseousness is so odd this time around. I start to feel so sick and nothing in the world sounds good, but as soon as I make myself eat, I feel better!! Fooorrr about an hour. Then the cycle starts again. So I'm basically eating every hour, which makes me seriously nervous. I typically only gain 15-25 lbs w/ a pregnancy, and I keep 10 of it! Soo if I gain 40, will I keep 20!? Ugh. I know it's not worth worrying about, I just can't help it.

So I'm about 12 weeks, due Sept 7th. My next doc apt is next week on Wednesday, and I'll find out if we can schedule the gender check sono!! Just want to know. Really bad =) usually they can tell around 15-16 weeks, so we'll see...

Nausea nausea
Please go away
Despite what you've heard
I do not want to play.

Nausea, oh nausea
Please leave me alone
I don't want to be attached
To the porceline throne.

Sooo much news!

1. Ben is trying to potty train! He's only 21 months, so I'm not sure if it's a false alarm, or if I should go with it... still processing...

2. Right now there is 10 inches of beautiful, fluffy, bright white snow on the ground! In Texas!

3. 5 day weekend!!.

4. Jeff's getting more serious about going into business with a friend of his, which promises much more income than we're currently seeing, which like the potty training, I'm not sure how I feel about it, but it's encouraging.

5. We're pregnant!!!!!! Last but not least =)

Today I'm thankful for amazing babysitters who watch my kids for 2 hours longer than I had originally planned (one of the "best" but longest funerals EVER) and accept pizzas as payment =)

I've got good news and bad news...

So here's the bad news...

The funeral is tomorrow. I'm not prepared. Are you ever prepared for a funeral? Especially a funeral under these circumstances.

What do I say? I've heard soooo many different answers to that question, most of which contradict each other so how do I know which is best? I guess the generic "love you" is acceptable, even though it seems so basic and surface-level. But it's true, so that's a pro. Ugh. The more I analyze it the more nervous I get.

I know this sounds selfish so far, I really am thinking a lot about them and what they're going through, but I just don't know how I fit into the equation, so I don't know how to act.

My dad's been running around like a mad-man dealing w/ details, picking up people from the airport, delivering flowers, cleaning their house, etc. I wish there was more I could do, but who wants to ride an hour in the car w/ a screaming 1 year old from the airport?

It'll be nice when it's over. If one more person asks me details about it I think I might just fall apart. People have been cornering me!! Asking so many questions that the family does not want anyone to know, and I'm DEFINITELY not going to be the one to discuss details. The only reason I know some of it is because my dad was so overwhelmed that it just kept rolling out of his mouth and I just happened to be the one in the living room with him. He had to spend the whole day with them, finding out details, whens, why's. He was there when the dad told his daughter.

Heartbreaking stuff man.




Sooo did you think I forgot about the good news? Nope! Drum roll please.....


I have a reader!!!!! How cool is that! I'm gonna have to step up my game! Actually spell-check... Not whine and cry so much... Exaggerate a little to make my life seem a bit more interesting. Ok well maybe not the last one... I'm pretty sure my reader would see right thru it anyway ;)

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Today I'm very thankful for my warm and comfy bed!