Fourteen years ago, I became roommates with Lindsay and we soon became good friends. Lindsay has been a very much needed friend in my life and so I was grateful that we were able to once again reunite this past weekend! Our lives have definitely changed since we first met, she has 4 boys and I get to follow in her footsteps has being a boy mom myself with Klayton and Justus!
My little ham with three of her boys Clayton (who everyone kept asking if we had named Klayton after) Quinton and Hudson...
Can I just say that Klayton absolutely loved having playmates around?
And well, I enjoyed having my friend Lindsay around and meeting her newest little guy-Garrison!
And not to be left out, my little Cheeser had to join in for a pic!
I think Klayton would have preferred going home with Lindsay and her boys. But, I kept him and we will just look forward to next time!
Total weight gain/loss: plus 10-sad.
How much does baby weigh? Approximately 1.25 lbs
Maternity Clothes? yep-pretty much everything except cardigans
Stretch marks? they are present and spreading
Sleep? The insomnia has returned.
Best Moment this week? Reaching the point of viability.
Food cravings? Not really. Maybe caffeine? Eh-I know not good.
Food aversions? Not really; but when something does not sound good it really doesn’t sound good and there is no way I will be eating it.
Pregnancy Symptoms: Back aches, dry skin-literally I am so itchy.
Gender: Boy-Justus Dempsey
Labor signs? Very early for that!
Belly button in or out? In.
What I miss? Nothing!
What I am looking forward to? My next appointment because then begins seeing the doctor every two weeks and that means getting closer to baby day!!
Milestones? 24 weeks=the week of viability!
It snowed again! Yay! However, it is now even colder than it was yesterday. So, literally with enough snow to go sledding in we rushed Klayton outside to slide down the hill in my parents backyard once!
Literally, he went down the hill that one time with Grandma and watched his daddy go down once and that was it. It simply was too cold to be outside any longer. Just look at his cheeks for proof on how cold it was.
Have I mentioned yet how much we despise the winter cold?
Friday I was sitting in the chair at the salon-where the lights are brighter and make you more aware of imperfections. I didn't necessarily want to view those imperfections in light of the coming day...my birthday. I turned 32 yesterday (Feb 2nd), it wasn't a great event as the Superbowl and the Groundhog clouded the day; but none the less I still turned 32.
I realize it is not THAT OLD and a few kind people thought I was turning 29. But, this morning I faced the harsh reality of what 32 brings...hair rollers.
Eye cream for the bags under my eyes-and yes, I do realize if I keep pouting I will need the cream for around my lips as well! I find it ironic how just a few weeks prior, the "kind" lady at the makeup counter offered me a sample of eye cream and I was quite offended...yet here I am using it.
Oh, 32 thank you for the reminder that I am not getting any younger!
I meant this as a fun post and as I was prepping my photos my husband walked in and with horror could not believe I was going to let people see me this way. So, for his sake I am including a pic of the "finished product" and proof that I don't stay in my hair rollers all day long!
This winter has been harsh with the cold and little on the snow. It finally snowed and finally this afternoon the weather warmed up for about a half hour-no joke-just long enough to get out and enjoy some fresh air!
Klayton was finally excited to see something other than the indoors!
And in typical boy fashion, he played sports in the snow! Soccer and football at least.
Thankful for a daddy who enjoys getting out in the cold to play with his boy!
And as you can see the little snow that we did get managed to basically melt away to nothing in the few minutes of warmth. Oh winter how I do not appreciate you.
I love Klayton for...
*the way he wants to dance with me when music plays on tv.
*his not so sneaky ways.
*the cheesy grin he gives when he realizes trouble has come his way.
*the morning snuggles he gives as he puts his arm around my neck and pulls me close.
*how he insists on being 2!
*the way he talks to himself in the mirror.
*how he loves everything dog, car or ball.
*his love for the pool and swimming.
*the out of the blue moments that he wants to hold my hand.
*how he will randomly swap his drink with his daddy's at dinner time.
*the way he grabs his Bible and hugs it.
*how he believes that if you have a hood on your jacket it needs to be worn.
*how he always nods his head yes when I ask, "do you know I love you?"
*the way he loves his daddy.
*the way he picks up the knocked over boxes of Mac and cheese at the grocery store.
*and simply put, I love him for more than a million reasons and for no reason at all.
Just a few weeks away from celebrating my 32nd birthday and working at getting things crossed off my bucket list for the year. I am realizing that I won't cross everything off; but I will have completed half of the list. And one of those things will be…
8. Try a new dish instead of ordering the same old thing when I go out to eat.
Yes, I am THATperson who knows exactly what I will be ordering before I go into a restaurant. Don't believe me?? Here is a short list: Johnny Carino's-tortelloni, Olive Garden-cheese ravioli with a meat sauce, Red Robin-clucks and fries, Arby's-a small number one combo, Subway-italian bmt on honey oat, with; lettuce, onion, green pepper, banana pepper, spinach, pickles and mayo. I am definitely a creature of habit!
I actually was able to cross this one off my bucket list a few months ago when we went to Red Robin for my dad's birthday. I ordered the, Whiskey River BBQ Chicken sandwich
And yes, I made sure that it wasn't actually made with whiskey! It is just the name of the sauce. I really think our waiter thought I was crazy as I was explaining to him that I am pregnant, I don't drink and I am not convinced that all the alcohol, etc. that people use to cook with actually cooks out.
Was I pleased with my choice? Well, I am pleased that I actually went against my "creature of habit" routine and branched out; but I don't think it was wise while pregnant! You just never know how things are going to set with you and I did enjoy the sandwich at first; but I couldn't finish the last few bites because it suddenly tasted nasty. I really think that the last few bites lacked BBQ sauce and the combination of chicken, lettuce and onion rings was dry and therefore, a little much for me to handle.
Will I order this item again? Probably. But more often than not I will just stick with my creature of habit choice and get the Clucks and Fries!
My husband frequently teases people not to mess with me-especially while pregnant-because I can be such a "Mama Bear"! I finally decided to Google the definition and found this definition from the urban dictionary: a mom who can be cuddly and lovable but also has a ferocious side when it's necessary to protect her cubs. Can also be a biological mom, or the head of the group. I also found this definition: a wonderful mother who is protective, but in a good way. She acts like a mother bear in all senses of the word; caring, protective, helpful, loving, powerful, strong, a refuge of sorts.
I must admit that I don't mind at all being called a Mama Bear! You see I firmly believe that Klayton is worthy of being protected, cared for, loved! He deserves to be cuddled and to have a refuge. These are not bad things. When my husband teases about this I know he is not referring to me in a bad way; but I am learning that people tend to furrow their eyebrow when the possibility of Mama Bear showing herself is present. You see its not always popular to be Mama Bear-sometimes you have to go against the grain. Sometimes Mama Bear is not going to be favored by the child or the people around her, it can be a hard pill to swallow. I have been quick to learn that it's okay that Klayton doesn't always like my choices for him; but I have been very slow to learn that it is okay for others not to always like my choices for my child. One of the things I struggle with-you may laugh; but I hate it and I don't like it at all when people share their drinks or food from their plate with their silverware with Klayton. It is a personal preference; but something that Joseph and I also recently learned is that there are so many sicknesses/diseases that can be passed through that simple act. As Mama Bear, I cringe when I see people still doing this with my child and I admittedly "steam" about it. At the same time, I realize that it is a result of my "fear" to speak up as in some cases I have tried to casually address the topic. See this is where my slow learning comes in-it shouldn't matter what people think because I know I am looking out for the best interest of my child.
One of my favorite parts of the definition of Mama Bear is, a refuge of sorts! I have recently learned that in some areas I am Klayton's refuge and I do not want to infringe on that in any way. A few weeks ago we were in an unpleasant situation and Klayton was not liking it. I found comfort knowing that my child wanted me to hold his hand, wanted me near him! I find comfort in the knowledge that he KNOWS that I am there for him. I will often ask Klayton, "do you know that I love you?" And he always answers yes! I don't ever hope for a day where his answer is no. Klayton is such a daddy's boy; but if he gets hurt he wants me-yay! I believe it is necessary to be a Mama Bear just to protect the refuge my child seeks in me! I want to be the Mom that my child knows he can go to and that he doesn't have to go elsewhere. I would never on purpose put Klayton in a questionable situation or in harms way and when another person does this to my child, my trust is broken. I realize that may seem harsh; but I don't care! I say that with a smile on my face so maybe that lessened the harsh reality of what I said!
I love being someones Mama Bear and I can't wait to be Mama Bear to both my boys!