Sometimes Mama Just Needs A Break!

Being 32 weeks pregnant with #3, having a busy little girl and a busier little boy makes life fun!  But sometimes mama needs a break.  I've had guilty feelings in the past about how often my kids go to someone elses house to play and I get a break.  This month, I have made a concentrated effort to make sure I do a few things for myself while still making sure I am spending quality time with my crazies, I mean kids.

I make sure I start my day out in the Word.  I would like to say I get up before my kids but I don't.  While they are waking up, eating breakfast and getting ready I am reading the Bible and spending time talking to the Lord just asking for guidance for my day, and patience, I am always asking for patience.  Ha ha!

I drink a ton of water, I find that it really helps me feel better about me, lessens the water weight that I am retaining and fills me up!

When I start to feel frustrated that Tristan has asked me the same question 14 times in the last 32 seconds, I take a deep breath and remind myself he isn't asking me to annoy me, he is asking me because he needs to know the answer.

I am a busy body!  I move quickly, do a lot of things and really really don't sit still well!  I know this about myself which is allowing me to be directional about making sure I slow down.  I say directional and not intentional because I have can great intentions and still not do anything that leads me in the right direction, but if I am directional, I am making choices to get me where I want to go.  Does that make sense?

So daily I am slowing down, spending time as a family with friends or family.  I am working on getting away from sticking so strictly to my "to do" list and making sure that while I am caring for my home and getting my "chores" done that I am also making sure I am making memories for my children that don't include Fred Meyers and Winco.

But we all need a break, slow down mamas.  Give yourself some grace, enjoy your kids, get the rest you need to be the mom you were created to be!

7 weeks and counting

{32 weeks}

When I was pregnant with Tristan and with Piper, I felt like my pregnancies drug on and on and on.  I couldn't wait to meet them, kiss them, dress them, lose weight etc!  With baby #3, I know it is our last, I have to have a c section because of the abdominal surgery I had last fall and so when she does the c-section she will also tie my tubes.  Knowing this is it, makes me enjoy each little {or big} kick and roll, it makes me slow down and enjoy the pregnancy and every little {or big} pound I put on.  I'm not in a hurry and yet, here I am, 7 weeks away from meeting this little person.

I don't need anything.  We have cloth diapers, we have clothes, we have a bassinet, I am going to breast feed so I don't need bottles.  We are set.  But it feels like I have a zillion things to do.  Clean Piper's closet so there is room for baby's clothes, get a new double jogger because while 4 wheeling it with our 6 year old in it, John broke the front of it, the same day we got it!   LOL!  Finish Tristan's 1st grade curriculum, plan for 2nd grade so I am not trying to do that after baby gets here and probably 100 other things.

Ok that's really it, but nesting isn't kicking in and I think I'm going to turn around and have an infant at home before I know it!

I had my last little ultra sound the other day and the guy who did it randomly showed be a 3d image of baby's face!  It was so weird, I've never seen a 3d image of either of the kids so it shocked me!  From what I can tell this one doesn't look like Piper or Tristan!

{Baby was in the middle of yawning}

I'm super super bummed that I have to have a C-section, I wanted a water birth.  My Dr said it was my decision but that her thought if I have a vaginal delivery is that I will most likely tear up high where they can't reach and I will end up in emergency surgery.  I'm not in it to be a hero, I'd rather play it safe than sorry.  But I'm still bummed!  Have any of you had c-sections?  What was your experience?  What about those of you who had plans of a natural delivery only to end up with a c-section, how did you handle it?