Kids Say the Darndest Things

We went to Olive Garden last night for dinner. We were lucky enough to be seated by a family with 5 kids and the Mom and Dad. They were, well, a little ghetto. The kids were making a ton of noise and a huge mess. The lady from the table across from us kept turning around to glare at the family. Trust me, she wasn't trying to hide her anger, I was waiting for her to ask to be moved. Ivan and I just kind of sat and watched the show in amazement. The family was ridiculous and the kids were out of control. I think there are times where you just have to admit to yourself that your kids should not go to dinner in restaurants if they can't behave, but that is just my opinion.

A few minutes before the family left, one of their little boys, probably 4 years old, comes over to our table and was definitely invading in our person space. He walked right over and started jumping around and just making noise. Emery quickly stands up, puts her hand out in a "stop motion" and says "Careful boy, Papa's Coke." She kept repeating it until the boy left the table.

It was hilarious that Emery just spoke her mind and Ivan and I were grateful that she ran the boy off. She is protective of coke, milk, food and toys wherever we go. Ivan and I started laughing hysterically and we just couldn't stop. I felt bad because I know the family thought we were laughing at them, but we really weren't. It was just so funny that Emery was the only one at the table that could run the boy off without people thinking we were totally rude.

Moral of the story, don't take your kids to restaurants if they can't behave or you will be "that family" and keep a 2 1/2 year old around to say what everyone else is thinking.

Ouch!

I've never been the most coordinated person in the world. I will be traumatized for my entire life from my family teasing me when I was little about the way I run. I clearly remember being at my Great Grandma Ruth's house and my family egging me on, telling me to run down the long hallway that runs from the dining room to the bedrooms. Meanwhile, my family would stand in the dining room laughing at the way I run. Apparently, I stick my but out, my elbows go way back and I look like a hot mess.

Anyway, coordination aside, I am also more accident prone while pregnant. Sunday night I was ironing Ivan's work clothes and burned my wrist. It hurt so bad! So I have this nasty burn on my wrist.

Yesterday at work, I totally ate it and fell on all fours. I was walking down the stairs with someone from my team. As I stepped off of the last step, I started slipping and luckily caught myself, well, kind of, and landed on all fours. As I was trying to get up, I started slipping again but I was able to get up without falling again. I felt so stupid and really bad for the guy with me. He just kept saying, "I tried to help and catch you". Um, that may have been worse. I just imagined him trying to catch me and falling with me and both of us ending up on the ground and then a stranger walking in and seeing us. Wouldn't that be a great rumor and good old Discover Card "some guy was in the stairwell making out with a prego girl ... I bet it's his baby" Ha ha. Anyway, it ended up that someone had spilled water on the floor and obviously didn't bother to clean it up or tell facilities so they could clean it up. I told facilities about the spill so it could be cleaned up and hopefully nobody else would fall.

I am fine other than my knees hurt like hell. I am surprised that they aren't all bruised up today. My boss kept teasing me that I'm not allowed to go out on leave until September because they aren't ready. Luckily, nothing serious came from the fall, other than some bruised knees and me being quite embarrassed. I will try to stay away from irons and stairs for the rest of my pregnancy but I'm sure more embarrassing stories will come.

Ear Infection - Really?

Emery was fighting a nasty fever for a few days last week. Then she was fine for one day and on Saturday night she came down with a horrible cough. She was supposed to go to the zoo on Sunday but I decided it was best for her to stay home since she wasn't feeling well.

I took her to the pediatrician today to get checked out. This was literally the first time she has seen any doctor aside from her well baby visits. I took her to get her cough checked out and it turns out she is fighting a small ear infection. So, it's also Emery's first round of antibiotics. I am so impressed that she has made it this long without really getting sick, other than the normal cold, and without having to be on antibiotics.

Emery was really good at the doctors. The toughest thing was getting her onto the scale (she weighs a whole 26 lbs!). She did great with Dr. Ring taking her temperature, listening to her lungs and checking out her mouth and ears. Emery is my little trooper! Hopefully she kicks the ear infection and cough soon and we don't start having issues with ear infections. Keep your fingers crossed for us!

New Jammies

I have recently fell in love with the store Carter's. I've shopped there occasionally in the past, but there was never one close by to make it a store to shop at regularly. Well, there is now a Carter's in Fashion Place Mall and by South Towne Mall (they have probably been there for a while, but I just discovered them). Anyway, I am in love with their clothes, prices and regular coupons that are emailed to me.

I made a quick trip to Carter's on Saturday for some summer jammies for Emery. I was so excited about my purchases and came home to show them off to Ivan and Emery. I saved the below jammies for the last revealing because I was most excited about them.

What do you think of Emery's new jammies?

Do you notice anything wrong with them? Umm .. how about the fact that Emery is going to be a BIG Sister, not a LITTLE Sister. This is the "pregnancy brain" that I am having to deal with these days. The funny thing is that when I pulled them out of the bag, I immediately noticed the problem and even a few days later, I am still so confused. I'm hoping that the rack of jammies I was looking at actually said Big Sister and I just happened to not look at the correct sized jammies that I grabbed. But honestly, I could have been looking at Little Sister jammies the entire time, I couldn't tell you.

Please pray for me. Who knows how many stupid mistakes I will make in the next 3 months. The worst part is that I get dumber and dumber with each pregnancy and I swear, it never comes back.

6 Months!

I hit the 6 month mark last Wednesday. I cannot believe how quickly the time is going. We are wanting to buy a new car before the baby comes since my lease is up in October and I don't want to have to go through the hassle with a newborn. I was talking to my friend Mandy today about how much time we have before we have to start actively looking and I said we will start in August. Then I realized that's only 2 months away!

We still have done absolutely nothing to prepare for this little one. We are going to be moving rooms around, the current office will move to the extra bedroom and Emery's big girl room will be in the current office. We finally have appointments for phone lines and cable lines to be installed in the new office, but that's it. We need to clean out the room, paint Emery's new room and buy her big girl furniture. We better get on it.

I am still feeling pretty good. I have been dealing with some pretty bad acid reflux, but I learned that plain, raw almonds right before bed can soak up the acid. So I have a large bag of almonds and a large box of Tums on my nightstand. I am having lower back pains as well. By the end of the day I am waddling pretty bad and it's entertaining. Luckily, the next day I am back to normal and walking without waddling.

Everyone tells me how huge I am, so we will see if I continue to post these pictures and updates. I took pictures monthly when I was pregnant with Emery and I think it's nice to document the pregnancy. But, at times, I want to lie to people about my due date. I actually avoid the conversation and giving my due date whenever possible. I have gained less in this pregnancy, but it is 100% belly. I can still fit into my regular jeans which is nice.

Make Up 101

While I was showering this morning, Emery helped herself to some of my eye shadow. It was put all over her cheeks and she was so proud of her masterpiece when she showed it to me. She said "I done getting ready Mama". What a little cutie!

Crib Talk

This is the one sided conversation that Emery had with herself this morning after waking up:

"Mama"
"Mama"
"Papa at school"
"Mama"
"Mama"
"Mama no hear you"
"Papa at school"
"Mama"
"Mama"
"Papa go to work"
"Papa go to school on the school bus"
"Mama"
"Mama"

Yes, I finally went in to get her up for the day. Ivan and I were in bed cracking up after hearing her conversation with herself. She is too funny and entertaining!