You Have to Watch This

My cousin had this on facebook. It speaks straight to my heart. I'm glad CNN is pickin' up what's going down. Finally.

The End is in Sight

My MD committed to induce me next Friday (April 2) if I don't have the baby before then. I guess I should plan a birthday party for Wes this weekend so he doesn't feel overshadowed by the baby coming.

Now I'm going to put on some sweats and pull my hair back. I'm done being dressed for the day.

Out of Body Experience

I occasionally feel like my body is what it used to be. Like my brain isn't registering all this extra weight I'm lugging around. As though I could run outside and start turning cartwheels. I could dive into a swimming pool, run a few miles, touch my toes, ride a horse, ski a black diamond.

Then I go through the effort to change position and remember what reality is.

Sorry, Winter Isn't Done

I'm not complaining. I love the snow, I just wish I could enjoy it a little more intimately at high velocities.

Earlier this week we went to Powder Mountain for a couple of days with Wes family. And we thought this was the perfect opportunity to introduce Dylan to one of our favorite pass times. I had planned on doing it personally much earlier in the season, but we moved, and now I'm grateful that Wes could. I believe in exposing kids early to activities, but not requiring them to attain any skill at the activity. I just want him to have fun at first and he can learn how to do it later (like we did it last summer on the lake.) So Wes started out dragging Dylan around on skis, but by that afternoon he said he could go 15-20 feet by himself. I didn't witness this and I'm kind of sad about it. We also figured since his cousins would be there skiing he would be more motivated to ski, and we were right. This kid worships the ground his cousins walk on.

Speaking of his cousins, they are fantastic and I love them, but they crack me up. While we were swimming, his cousin Canyon who is about 15 months older than Dylan asked how old Dylan was. When I told him he was two, Canyon said, "Oh, he's almost same tall as me." I love seeing those 2 boys play together. Then later that night we put a movie on in 1 condo for the kids while we all went next door to play games. After awhile Dylan came in with a bag of popcorn, all unwrapped from its cellophane, and asked if we'd make it. We did just to keep everyone away and quiet so we could play. Apparently when Wes walked Dylan back over with the popped popcorn, Dylan was applauded by his cousins for mission accomplished. Why wouldn't you exploit the youngest? You've figured out that you'll get said no to.

Sorry to expose you to even more snowman pics, but my kid seriously loves snowmen. Yesterday, Wes took him out in the front yard to make a snow man. I looked out the window after a while to see how it was progressing, if Dylan was freezing, and instead I started laughing. Wes is pulling wood out of the garage to make a ramp to get the second ball on top of the first. I had to put on some snow gear to go help Wes stack the monstrosity. But Dylan did like his big, big snow man.Please recall when I help Dylan make a snowman, it's about the same size he is. When Wes helps, the bottom ball is taller than Dylan. Men. Apparently size does matter.

Spoon Me

There's this fro-yo place called Spoon Me on 94th just west of Highland Dr. It looks like a really cute place so I decided to try it today when Dylan said he wanted ice cream. Here's the warning: this is not where you want to take your kids. They have 3 flavors: natural, acai berry, and green tea. We tried natural and I kind of liked it. It was kicky plain yogurt, but frozen. It would have been delicious had I put fruit on it instead of chocolate chips, sprinkles and cocoa krispies for Dylan. He took one bite, gave the tart face and picked out the cereal from then on.

Don't take your kids to Spoon Me, it's for a different demographic.

So good, yet just not right

I had a MD appointment today and things are looking good. I'm 36 weeks, the baby has assumed the position, and I'm dilated to 1 cm. Which I know means nothing, but it's a start.

I ran like 6 houses down the street last night, because I was late for a meeting. While it's true that it was downhill, I felt disturbingly good. I'm not saying I'm ready to start logging any miles, but I haven't run since I was about 5 months pregnant. Really it made me think that not even running will get this baby here any faster. I'm hosed. I don't want to go full term, it seems excessive and unnecessary. But as long as I don't have to deal with a 2 y/o throwing a tantrum on the floor, I feel really good. If I'm sitting, standing, even exercising, I'm pretty comfortable. I sleep pretty well. I kicked Wes to the spare bed and I've taken over ours with and excess of pillows. I feel like all of these things are adding up to the perfect storm and I'll be pregnant forever. Wes and I were both late and ginormous as babies. I'm afraid. I was induced early with Dylan, so I don't really know how this goes. But I know I don't want an 8+lb baby like we were.

Riding a horse is starting to look like a good idea.

The Latest

We have a girl name (Maisy Dean) left over from having Dylan, so we've been debating a boy name. His middle name would be Scott, and your choices are: Owen, Levi, Isaac, Ryder, Tanner, and Corbin. I picked them all, so I like them all. Wes already eliminated those he didn't like. Let me know what you think.

So I finally got my truck about a month ago, now I'm going to use it to haul Sampson to Idaho where he'll stay for a couple months. Part of the fence in the pasture has rotted, and we can't dig out the stumps or put new posts in until it warms up a bit. So he's been stuck in the muddy corral, and I'm sure not riding him right now (or anytime soon.) So farewell, my love. I'll come get you when I can work with you a bit more. Part of the trade-off for keeping him in Idaho, is a hook-up with a good Mormon girl. Kirk is 41, an incredibly hard worker, and one of the nicest guys I know. Let me know if you know of anyone.

I've moved to the couch in the basement. I just couldn't sleep in bed comfortably anymore. The couch is surprisingly more comfortable and supportive. I think Wes is enjoying sprawling out all by himself without me grabbing onto him in the middle of the night to roll over. The trade off is he has to deal with Dylan whenever he might wake up.

I read the book These Is My Words in about 2 days. Which I haven't done in a long time. I've been skimming and semi-interested in what I read, but this was a good book. I couldn't put it down. Thank you, Jenny, for bringing it to me.

Things that don't have a place yet are driving me nuts. We need an entertainment center for the basement so the DVD's, etc can be put away. And the TV can come off the coffee table. I also still need a rocking chair for the baby's room. Not a glider, a rocking chair. Everything else is finished.