So Hagen is about to be 3 years old. I can sense that he is testing the water in some situations. I have not been very good about following through on “threats” if you will. I know he KNOWS right from wrong for the most part. So, here is a story of him “pushing it”…

Hagen is not a morning person…I’m not either…I sympathize with him on this. BUT, you know what? Tough…we gotta go to school/work so let’s just get it going!

Yesterday morning I went up to get him and he immediately sat up and said, “No school today?” I knew what was coming…but didn’t expect it to be as bad as it was. I said, “Yes, we do have school and Mama has to go to work”. He FLIPPED the hell out. Screaming crying kicking…the worst EVER!

I picked him up and he was going nuts. I grabbed his clothes off the chair and he was trying to rip them out of my hands. I finally pulled them away and told him that was ENOUGH! I also reminded him that if he continues to behave this way he will not be allowed to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while eating breakfast. (This has never been done…just threatened…usually works with a threat). Well, not this morning.

I got down to our bathroom where I change him. He was still out of control. Asked him if he wanted to take his PJ’s off or me. He said me so I did and then he freaked out more because HE wanted to do it. THEN I attempted to put him on the potty and he stiffened up like a stick figure and WOULD NOT bend. I finally bent him to sit. He wouldn’t go. Fine…I asked him to put his clothes in the hamper and diaper in the trash…nope…so I did it and he freaked that HE wanted to.

We get breakfast…he doesn’t want anything so I pour him a bowl of Pops (good mother I know) and some milk and put him in his chair. He asks me to turn on Mickey Mouse. Uh, where the hell have you been the past 15 minutes son?! There will be NO Mickey Mouse this morning! I went to finish getting ready and he was howling the WHOLE.TIME. You see, Mickey Mouse is not just for him…it is for me. I can finish getting ready and he eats his breakfast. It is a win win. I was happy to figure this out because when he was in the 1 year old room they fed him breakfast...but not in the 2 year old room...it works for us.

I get ready and come out to eat something quickly and he asks me for a stamp on his hand (I give him one when he REMEMBERS that I give him one for putting away his dirty clothes). I said, uh…no…I put your things away this morning.

I took him to school, told the teachers that he is a total monster and beware, gave him a hug and kiss and left.

When I picked him up he was back to sweet Hagen. Even told me sorry for being ugly that morning. Today? TOTAL doll…kind of obnoxious really. I think he got it…

It is nice to find your kids currency…his is for sure Mickey Mouse Clubhouse at breakfast and Garfield when I put dinner together.

I just knew I was going to be that Mom that limits TV...not so much. But to be honest, I'm very thankful that he will watch a show while I get something done real quick. He learned his ABC's and sounds really quick from watching the leap frog video "Letter Factory". That started it all. I can also take him to a movie and he will sit through the entire thing! I love that because I love going to movies! His first movie was for his 2nd birthday. Ryan and I took him to see UP...recently we went to see how to train your dragon and he loved that one too!

Tata,
Carrie

So here is a post about our garden! Ryan built the frame weeks ago but since then we have not been able to put it together. He has been researching and researching this to make sure we have the best shot at it...we are not very "green thumby" if you know what I mean.
Ryan got a mix of Peat Moss, vermiculite, and compost and mixed it all up. Hagen used his Rake...which is the old pooper scooper rake for Dapper.

Adam and Rebecca decided it wasn’t a good idea to have Noah spend the night on the first night…but unfortunately it was AFTER the fact. I totally see where they are coming from, but trying to figure out a new baby with a 2 year old has got to be difficult. Noah came back over to our house at 10:30 on Saturday morning. We had a GREAT day!

Hagen and Noah ate lunch at the picnic table outside, we (well, Ryan) put our Garden together, the boys played with wagons, they fought, they made up, they hugged, and they laughed…a lot. Those two love each other so much! Noah took a 2 ½ hour nap and my kiddo did not. But he is OK without one and doesn’t get too out of control. BUT by bath time I am ready for him to be down. I got some SERIOUOS sun on my backside watching my man do the garden. It was so peaceful and beautiful.

On Sunday morning we had a donut taste test. We had no idea what Noah would like so Ryan got him and Hagen a glazed, a blueberry, and then I wanted those hostess chocolate ones so they had those and the little powdered ones. Both boys liked the little hostess powdered ones.

Adam came over around lunch to get Noah and head to the airport to get Rebecca’s parents that are coming for a visit. He said they slept better the 2nd night. She doesn’t like being swaddled with her arms down to her sides…but folded across her chest. I remember Hagen’s first night home was a disaster. I knew so much about babies…I was kind of a baby whisper. But Hagen was out of control! I had that instinct that his circumcision hurt…then I had another instinct that he needed to poop. Well morning came and Ryan and I walked into the doctor office like zombies and they gave him a little bottle of formula and he was quiet. I was starving my kid. I felt like SUCH a loser! Just one of those things you figure out and move on!

I will post pictures of the wonderful garden later. We have cilantro, chives, and tomatoes so far…we are waiting on a new shipment of other veggies to come in on Thursday to plant. We don’t want to do seeds…we want the little plants already started!

Tata,
Carrie

I had the most incredible experience today...one that I will not ever forget.



Adam and Rebecca went into the hospital last night to get induced. I told them that I would stay clear and they can contact me later in the afternoon when they wanted me to come up and bring Noah. I remember when Noah was born that they felt like there were too many people around and so I was going to steer clear. Ryan and I also went to help them after Noah was born and they are on the ball...they need no help. They are very good parents and do not want help...they like to figure it out on their own.



So, Hagen and I took Noah to school, I took Hagen to school and went to work. I sat down, logged in, checked my email, logged out and headed to the hospital. I couldn't stand it! I told Adam I would be in the waiting room and let me know if he or she needed anything. They asked me to come in and I drilled a Adam "Are you sure?" "My feelings will not be hurt" "been there done that...I get it" "I felt like I was stared at like a science experiment" He told me that he would not be asking if she didn't mean it.



She went from a 5 to a 10 in no time! The nurse came in and was checking her machines. Rebecca asked when she is going to check her again and she said there is no need unless she feels pressure. About a minute later she was telling me she needs to go potty...bad. The nurse was like, "well let me check you real quick". Uh, Emily's head was right there! She let me look...it was CRAZY! I mean RIGHT.THERE.



She told me I could stay and take photos. She asked if my mom would want to be in there. I told her she would LOVE to be in there and made sure she was 100% sure...she was...I ran to get mom. So Mom and Adam each got a leg and I was on camera duty! It was unbelievable! If you ever get the opportunity to watch it in person, do it...it is unreal. I was worried about the certain parts picture in my head (just being honest) but you don't even see that...you are so focused on that baby coming out!



She was so tiny...6 pounds 1 ounce and 18 inches long. Has a little hair that is so evenly placed on her tiny head. She MAY have two dimples...



I took Noah up to meet her at 6:00 tonight. It was after Hagen and Noah ate dinner . I was worried about how to sneak out without hurting Hagen. Well, Ryan just told him, "Mama's taking Noah to meet his Baby Sister Emily". Hagen was genuinely hurt. He was SO hurt and wanted to go meet baby Emily and see Aunt Rebecca.



Noah was a bit freaked out at first...but not bad at all! I'm glad...I know that has got to be hard for a new Mom. She was holding Emily and Noah didn't want to sit on the bed. But she gave Emily to Adam and then he did. Before we left he was dancing, kissed her on the head and the mouth, and petted her hard. He was smitten.



What a day...



Ryan is watching some disgusting food show! I'm going to vomit! Seriously it just showed a cupcake with bacon on it. I told him to change or I'm going to vomit...he reminded me that I need to feed this baby...I haven't had dinner yet and it is 8:45! Am I REALLY pregnant?! I don't get it...no appetite!



TATA,

Carrie

...I heard the heartbeat this morning! Poor Ryan missed it as he is out of town (yes, again). I think next to hearing Mama for the first time, hearing the heartbeat is just as sweet. I'll be honest, with not really having any symptoms, there was a doubt in my mind of if I am still really pregnant.

He told me that it may be too early to hear it (10 weeks 2 days) and was having trouble finding it and then we found it. It was strong and it was definitely there. I started crying and it was making him lose the heartbeat, but we for sure heard it.

That means I can stop my progesterone! Whoopee!! Man, that stuff blows but whatever it takes.

Tonight Noah will be joining our family for a few days while Rebecca and Adam go get induced to have Emily! He will stay with us when they are in the hospital and then maybe a day or two afterwards. Depending on how cooperative she is!

Hagen is so excited. At night he picks out his under ware for the next day. Last night he pulled out 2 pair. I asked him why and he said, "one for Noah" I told him that he needs to teach Noah how to go potty on the potty because he is still in a diaper and so Hagen put one pair back and grabbed his night night diaper and put it next to his "Unnerware". Man, I could be sister/sister in law of the year if I potty train him before he goes back home!! Probably not, but I will give it a valiant effort!!

Carrie

...OK, so waiting to find out what this baby is lasted about 2 hours. I was serious about it too! I was all excited and giddy at the thought of waiting!

Then, I started looking for gender neutral stuff for a nursery. You also see boy and girl things when looking and I started worrying about not being in love with the nursery. I started worrying about the baby not having "boy things" or "girl things"...I started worrying about really thinking it was one and then the other is born and me feeling a loss...I started thinking it could be my Mom's last grandchild and if it is a girl how much she would LOVE to knit and crochet every hat she came across and pink bears like the ones that Hagen has fallen in love with.

I told Ryan that I gave it a good consideration and he said, "that's all I wanted you to do"...I told him I don't think I can wait, he said, "not a problem...whatever you decide is fine". What a good man.

Looking back at me even CONSIDERING waiting is a joke. If you know me well you know that I would NEVER be able to wait! I mean, I would if I had to. I was thinking what if I didn't find out at 12 weeks trying to wait and then the little bean crossed it's legs the rest of the pregnancy! That still may happen but if there is a chance to find out I want to prepare.

We had a relaxing weekend for the most part. I switched out closets...my 1/2 is ridiculous! My maternity clothes are winter so I do not have many things. I'm hoping that my dresses will work for awhile. I looked at maternity swimsuits online...what a freaking joke. I may swim in my maternity jeans...I''m serious.

Saturday was Noah's 2nd birthday party. It was at a gymnastics place. Hagen had a BALL! He was the oldest kiddo...one of the smallest, but the oldest! They each had their own trampoline for a bit, then they played parachute, then they played in the foam pit...Hagen LOVED the foam pit. He would run down this long trampoline thing and jump into the pit, then he went for a swing on a rope like Tarzan and fell in, then he ran and went up a ramp and jumped in, and then he slid down a slide into the pit. It was SO fun!

We ate like crap this weekend. 2 meals of Pizza and one of wings. I made spaghetti with salad last night and our bellies appreciated the veggies I'm sure!!

Ryan is out of town again...today and tomorrow. He said he will be home tomorrow night. I hope so because Noah is coming to spend the night because Adam and Rebecca are heading to the hospital to be induced!! Emily will be here on Wednesday!!

Carrie

Ryan and I really do not care one way or the other what this baby is. We are just so excited to be having another one. It was always in the back of my mind that Hagen could be the only one.

Ryan and I can both admit that we were hoping our first was a boy. Ryan is adopted and I wanted a boy for him really bad.

Ryan is a man of very few opinions. When he voices his opinion it is a big deal because he hardly ever does. We went on a lunch date (that is the only dates we really do) to eat sushi. He said he wanted me to seriously consider something. I asked him what and he said he really would like to wait and not find out what the baby is. Ultimately it is my decision as he will be fine with whatever I decide.

He said that since we don't care what is in there that why not. Now, it is not just me that would have a hard time not finding out what is in there...my Mother would be chomping at the bit wondering what color to knit/crochet everything. Also, she would be buying boy and girl clothes because the possibility of waiting is just not feasible to her.

If it is a girl I would not go nutso with the nursery. I'm not a very girly girl. But it would be fun to decorate more girly. I think there is some cute gender neutral stuff out there though.

I am coming around on the idea. We found out that Hagen was more than likely a boy at 12 weeks because we did some testing. I am doing the same testing this time and we are going to not ask what it could be...just to try it out (that testing is in 2 1/2 weeks). If we (me) are dying to know then we will find out at 18 weeks.

What I am afraid of is getting attached to one sex (name) and then the other is born and me feeling like I am mourning the other. Do you know what I mean? That sounds morbid, but I'm serious. I told him that if we did wait we would have to have 2 solid name choices for me to start loving. We have a boy name I think but the girl name is the tough part!!

Who has waited? Help me with this decision...I'm leaning toward waiting...Mom, you breathing?

Carrie

My brother and his wife are expecting baby Emily Grace any day now! They moved up her induction date to April 21st...it was supposed to be the 26th. On Monday she was 75% effaced and a 1 cm.

We are on call...Ryan put Hagen's car seat in my car so that if I have to have both boys I can. We will keep Noah while they are at the hospital. Hagen and I will take Noah to school and then pick him up too! Hagen is so excited!!

So in the morning our conversations are like this when I am getting Hagen buckled in:
Hagen: (looking at Noah's car seat) "Baby Emily is still in Aunt Rebecca's belly?"
Me: "yes and when the doctor takes her out then Noah will stay with us for a few days and that is why his car seat is in our car!"

This morning, I added to this conversation:
Me: "you know, we should buy baby Emily a present! What should we get her?"
Hagen: "A baby doll because Grrrr's like baby dolls"
Me: "That's perfect! Let's get Noah a present too...what should we get him?"
Hagen: "Candy! And a mail truck...and I get a present because I am the big Cousin"
Me: "OK, then we will go shop after work today and wrap our presents"

So, we are going shopping today for a baby doll, a mail truck, and some candy. I thought it was so cute that he said "cuz grrrr's like baby dolls".

I love that he is having this trial run! We got Noah's bed all ready last night (Hagen's crib taken down to a toddler bed in the impending baby's room).

Ryan was out of town the past two nights but will be home tonight. I have been kinda pissy...poor Ryan can not do anything right. I bitch at him every chance I get. I can't help it! They are for STUPID things too. I can't just keep my big mouth shut! AND, my patience for my little man is thin...I have caught myself in his face kinda yelling at him a few times. I need to get a grip! In my defense, Hagen has been a bit hard headed lately and putting up BIG fights, but I am the Mom and I need to gain control back of myself. Yelling at an almost 3 year old is NOT "being in control". I feel so bad after I do so. He asked me this morning awhile after I told him to SIT.DOWN if I was happy. I told him that I was sad because he wasn't listening but now that he is listening I am happy.

Get it together Carrie...

Honey, I am not sleeping well. Not well at all. I need sleep.

SO, when your alarm goes off at 6:20 in the morning and you snooze until 6:55 and then turn it off (7 minute snoozes on his clock) and go back to sleep it frustrates me. ESPECIALLY since my clock goes off at 7:00!

You know the snapping at you this morning? THAT'S WHY! When I asked if you could take a note to the mailbox and you just stared at me waiting for a "please"? Well, you didn't get one because:
A. because I am not your 3 year old son you are trying to teach to say it
B. I'M PREGNANT and you better be nice to me
C. YOU.WOKE.ME.UP earlier and I was sleeping good.

Grr. to you Ryan....GRR GRR!

I think you got the point this morning. I hope so. Also, when your alarm goes off so does the noise maker. So when you snooze? I hear Hagen breathing, Dapper licking his paws, you SNORING. NOT.COOL.

C

Ryan is turkey hunting with 2 good friends. He loves going...I don't mind him going...he doesn't go that often.

Hagen slept until 8:00 on Saturday morning and we spent the morning watching cartoons, eating muffins, and snuggling. I decided at 10:30 we would get dressed and go hang out in the backyard! I wanted to get some sun...sun always makes you feel better about yourself.

BUT...for a moment my world stopped. I was spotting...VERY.LIGHT but still spotting none the less. I lost it. Hagen was wondering why I was crying. I told him I had an boo boo and that I would be fine. He told me to get a band aid and then was off doing whatever.

I called and talked to the doctor on call. He said with the violent stomach virus I had that I could have disrupted things. He said that if I am not cramping or bleeding alot then I was fine and to expect more for a few days to possibly appear.

My parents were concerned so they came to hang out. Dad watched the Masters while Hagen napped, I layed out in the sun and Mom hung out on the patio knitting the 1,000th hat/blanket for Emily that will be here in 2 weeks.

I got burned so bad! I will never learn that the first tan of the season is usually not a tan at all. I am fried! My parents took Hagen to their house while I stayed behind to get ready for the bachelorette party! Yes, I was attending a bachelorette party but mainly because they were going to Sambuca for dinner first and I wanted a nice dinner!

I had a great time and drank cranberry juice from a martini glass to feel "IN". Tell you what, I did alot of people watching! It has been so long since I have been out. It was nice to come home and not reek of smoke since you can not smoke in clubs anymore. There was a moment when the girls were touching my belly...it is truly my belly...not baby...it is only 9 weeks. I was catching myself trying to flex or something! One girl told me that I was cute and that you can hardly tell I was prego from behind. Well I hope so? And what do you mean by hardly? My backside did get quite wide with Hagen! That is the first that grew I swear! When I was leaving and walking out by myself I caught myself pushing my belly out as far as I could...why? I'm not sure...I still don't understand the logic. Whatever...

I got home around 10:30 and my parents said that Hagen was very good and that he wanted me to wake him up and tell him I was home and give him a kiss. He was so cute and sweet and told me he loved me and rolled back over and fell back asleep. It was his first time to sleep at Papa and Pia's house in a bed with rails! No more crib for Hagen!

He saw a picture of me and my brothers when we were little. My mom pointed me out and then when she pointed out Uncle Adam he said, "No, that's Hagen".

My brother was such a sweetie. You see, when Ryan is out of town I can not spend the night at my parents house (which is my favorite thing in the world) because of Dapper. He is a big dog, sheds, and they have cats so it is not a good combo. Since yesterday was rough, my parents talked to Adam about coming over the let Dapper out before bed and then in the morning when he woke up he came back and fed him and let him out again. Spending the night at my parents is so nice...Dad waits on us hand and foot and it is just nice.

I do have a funny Hagenism: This morning Papa went out to Dunkin Donuts and got us a donut. Hagen wanted a blue one (Dad looked at me like what? I told him to get one with sprinkles on it). Well, I guess Hagen has never had a big donut...just the little Hostess ones. He eats it so cute! He puts his thumb up through the hole and eats around it. It was the cutest thing of him sitting on a blanket in front of the TV watching Sesame Street eating a donut off his thumb.

Daddy's home...dinner is prepared to go in the crock pot for tomorrow night...my boys are in the shower...I'm lazy as I have EVER BEEN...life is good. I "made" dinner tonight...it was called Subway. It's weird with this pregnancy I'm not tired like I was with Hagen, but I am just SO.LAZY! I don't want to do anything!

Tata,
Carrie

I was such a drama queen this week!

The Blood Sugar thing on Tuesday MAY have been a migraine. Mom was talking with a friend and she was describing her migraine and it involved blinking vision and numbness. I wonder if it was? To be honest I had a headache but nothing that sounded like a migraine. I thought those were like where you can not even stand the headache!?

I will be talking with the doctor about that. It would be nice if it was because I could not for the life of me regulate my sugars.

So I finally started feeling better, met Rebecca and Noah at the park so the boys could play and then we went for frozen yogurt. It was a nice evening! THEN I woke up at 3AM...with the stomach bug...VERY BAD! Ryan was out of town so I had to get Hagen up and ready for school, drive him there and I called from the parking lot for a teacher to come get him. I felt SO BAD for SAHM's that have no outlet when they get slapped with the stomach bug! I couldn't keep a saltine down! I was miserable. Thank the lord Ryan was coming home that day so he got Hagen and was single Dad for the evening. Hagen and Ryan got me a card that sang "Hang on Sloopy..Sloopy hang on!" I was dying laughing! Ryan is so good at buying cards. Hagen picked one out too that was singing the Darth Vader song.

I woke up on Thursday morning feeling so much better and so happy to be out of bed (plus the cleaning people were coming) and headed to work. I was there for about 30 minutes and left again. I was not well. I went to Mom's and crashed in the study.

I feel SO much better today! I dropped of food at Caroline's house. I may have a crush. She is the sweetest person and is just someone that you fall in love with upon meeting her. Since I was not feeling the best this week I picked up Fajitas from Pappasito's for her.

Ryan is turkey hunting this weekend so it is just little man and me. He is being SO sweet tonight! I wonder what he is scheming?! This is not normal. I mean, he just randomly told me he loved me. What are you planning my little demon?

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I was making Hagen easy mac (because I am a rocking mom) and he was sitting on the counter (and the safest Mom) and he had his foot by my belly....here is the conversation:
Hagen: "What's in there?"
Me: "In where?"
H: "your belly"
Me: "My ice tea"
H: "no, there's a baby in there."
Me: "Oh really?"
H: "a baby girl....named Emily"

I thought he was on to me. But I think he is just confused about baby Emily in Aunt Rebecca's belly. He may be catching on to what people are saying. I'm trying not to tell him until we find out what is in there...if he finds out sooner then that's OK too...

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Ryan and Hagen were in the attic the other night getting Ryan's hunting stuff out. They came downstairs and Ryan was talking to Hagen about how they had to get out of the attic because the attic monster comes out when it gets dark. I looked at Ryan like he was smoking crack! What the hell are you telling an almost 3 year old that stuff for?! He said that Hagen told him, "Mama said that the attic monster comes out at night."

My little story teller...

So I said, "Hagen, there is no such thing as monsters! Who told you that?"
"Pia"

SO now my Mom told him that. We called her and she said, "Hagen, I didn't tell you there are monsters in your attic?"
He said, "Yes you did" and then went on about his business.

Clever little boy...

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One last story. At Dinner last night Hagen was talking about all the different colors of jelly beans. He ate a few bites of his dinner and then said, "I need to go poo poo please!"

I guess thinking about the jelly beans made him want to go big potty because he will get a jelly bean. Man, I think I would poop on command if I was given candy every time!

Tata,
Carrie

OK, so I slept like a champ last night and woke up feeling great! No morning sickness, no gagging while brushing teeth...weird huh?!

I ate my egg and drank milk and got in the car to take little man to school...and my vision was "off". You see, when I have spurts of low blood sugar (has only happened a handful of times) it usually starts with my peripheral vision doing a strobe light thing...blinking kinda. Other times I will be having a conversation and have no idea what something is. For example, while talking with my brother and his wife we were discussing grocery stores and they said Albertson's...I had NO idea what that was...it is a grocery store that I visit every so often. I knew that I needed OJ and it was low blood sugar.

So I dropped Hagen off and felt very odd driving and went to sonic...ordered my tea and OJ. Downed the OJ, ate a butterscotch candy (in the glove compartment for such occasions) and sat there for it to get better...it didn't. I drove to work anyway. Luckily I didn't have that busy of a day so it was OK. It would NOT go away and actually got worse...my left arm started going numb. I ate a piece of string cheese and some graham crackers around 10:30 for my AM snack and it seemed to get better. SO, I'm wondering if I had HIGH blood sugar?! I'm not sure.

I called the doctor and they told me to check my sugars 3 times a day and just keep track...they want it to be between 80-100. So I'll do that. They can't test for GD until I am 26 weeks or so.

I felt fine the rest of the day. Came home to crock pot chicken...SO lovely to come home to dinner in the CP!! Love it!

Ryan came home, ate with us, packed, and went back out. He had to go to Fort Worth for a meeting and then had to be there early tomorrow morning so he decided to get a hotel room.

Hagen and I met Noah and Aunt Rebecca at the park and then went to get yogurt...LVOE all the new yogurt places! My favorite is Raspberry mixed with Angel cake/Cheesecake/Vanilla...whatever...so yummy! Hagen's has a drop of yogurt and alot of Marshmallows...he doesn't eat the yogurt so I hardly get him any...plus marshmallows weigh nothing so it is cheaper!!

Tata,
Carrie

I've been very surprised that in this pregnancy as I have had no symptoms. I'm not tired, nothing is really bothering me (except for the nasty ham yesterday), I feel fine, just a little puffy in the gut which is the progesterone and let's face it ladies...Mama wears tight pants and there was no room in them to begin with. Sad but true! I think that tight pants you look slimmer because it is squeezing it all in (and out the top so you wear a baggier top to camo that. OK, so whatever that rant was...I got really off track.

Well, I forgot to take my progesterone both times yesterday because I was just a scatter brain. I didn't sleep last night and kept thinking about how bad I felt not taking it...but not bad enough to lug my arse up to get it. SO when I did fall asleep (I swear that one time) I dreamt that I miscarried...it was graphic and so sad...so very very sad. I didn't sleep very much...I felt crampy...just not right. Then I started to feel sick...kinda like you drank too much and you have the spins and need to put your foot on the ground while laying in bed to make sure you are not in fact spinning.

I have a horrible headache, am sick at my stomach, and so tired today! I was gagging brushing my teeth...I never got sick but man...it was a show.

I gagged down a hard boiled egg this morning and then felt sick when I looked at the yolk...visions of my baby bird on the porch surfaced...it was just not good.

I know this is SO.WHINEY but I just feel so sorry for myself. I thought I was in the clear, but man...this blows.

BUT, I will say that I would take this to get a perfect little Darney added to our family...it will be worth it...

Ryan is a saint. I'm sure of it. I have never heard him raise his voice.EVER. He is the calmest person I know. Not sure how I scored him to be honest. You know on the inside he is just rolling his eyes at my whining, but he is so considerate. You see, on Saturday I could have gone to the store, but I didn't want to. I needed room in the fridge for the Easter lunch anyway. To be honest I just plain forgot. So Ryan made his shake this morning with Whole Milk and then he emailed me just now and told me to email him a grocery list and he would go after work. Now, this is not the first time he has offered. But this is the most important one. The thought of going just makes me want to hurl. Love this man...he is a good one...

Tata,
Carrie

P.S. When Ryan was traveling the other week he had an interesting thing happen. It was a packed plane...no empty seats. So he had to choose a seat between two men...two priests! Man, wouldn't you think something is about to happen to you if that was you? I mean, was that a sign?!