Random Thoughts, Mostly About Sadie

It's a sad day when I am actually happy that my fat pants fit.  I guess it means that at least I don't have to wear maternity pants anymore.

I am tired all the time.  I thought it would be easy to fit a nap into my schedule now that all my older kids are old enough to go to school at least part of the day.  I haven't gotten one yet, thanks to sick kids staying home from school.  Maybe next week.

Sadie likes to be held ALL DAY LONG.  And she cries a lot.  Well, it feels like a lot.  None of my other babies really cried at all.  I don't really know what to do with a crying baby.  (She is sick right now, so maybe once she's better, she won't be so fussy.)  And when she cries, her little chin quivers.  It's so sad.

The older kids love her so much that they fight over who gets to sit by Sadie, who gets to hold Sadie, who gets to look at Sadie, who gets to kiss Sadie, etc.  It would be cute... if they weren't actually beating each other up.

Sadie doesn't have old man hair like Avery.  But in the back, her hair is a little longer than on top, and both sides have cowlicks that grow toward the center.  So she has an awesome rat tail.  You would be jealous... you know, if you were a ten-year-old boy from the 1980's...  Or a grown man from Brigham City from 2012....  (Seriously, people have ugly hair here!)

With my older kids all being so smart, I had high hopes for Sadie.  But every single time I go to feed her, she arches her back and puts her head back and goes for my arm and freaks out that she can't find any food there.  Then her little chin quivers, and it's so pitiful.  You would think that after nursing about ten times a day for almost three weeks that she would learn that one thing!

My other kids loved Christmas.  There were lots of Legos for both boys and one for Avery.  Carter also got Legos for his birthday, so our (FINISHED!!!) basement is full of them now.  Avery got lots of arts and crafts kits, so our house is full of the products of those kits.  (She LOVES art.)

I think my sister is going to take some pictures of Sadie next week.  I haven't asked her yet, but she probably will, and then I'll post them on here.  Then you can see how cute she is and why I can't get mad at her even when she cries so much.  And you'll see why Preston keeps saying that everybody else in the whole world is wrong when they think their babies are the cutest babies.

This Baby is Coming!

I am going to have four children by the end of this week!  Maybe tomorrow.  I wish this one had a name already, but my husband is not cooperating about names.  He is also being picky about furniture.  We took our sectional downstairs to our 95% finished basement, so we have no seating in our upstairs family room.  We have gone furniture shopping, but he doesn't seem to like anything.  It seems to me that the nearly nine month pregnant lady should get to pick the furniture....  And the name....

I think I have gone to the hospital six or seven times with this pregnancy.  I am so sick of hospitals that I am a little nervous that I will wait too long to go now that labor has sort of started again.  So, if you see me on the news tomorrow because I had a baby on the side of the road, you know why.

My kids are still funny.  But I still can't remember the things they say for very long, so I have no updates on them.

My two-year-old nephew came and sat by me on the couch the other day.  "Hi, Missa," he said.  I responded, "Hey, dude."  He got right in my face and said, over and over, "Missa, it's me, Tyler.  It's Tyler, Missa."  He sounded worried.  Apparently, he thought I forgot his name when I called him dude.

One Hundred Balls

Avery was so excited to make Stone Soup at school about a week ago.  She talked about it for weeks.  She kept telling us what kind of vegetable she wanted to bring.  She went to school that day, and she had a great time.  Then she came home and showed me EVERYTHING that was in the soup.... twice.  Poor girl.  I don't think I'll be wanting any kind of veggie soup anytime soon.

A few days ago, Avery told me,  "Your tummy is WAY bigger than a basketball.  Maybe like a giant watermelon.  Or two basketballs put together.  Or like a hundred balls that are kind of little."

Later that day, Preston informed me that, "Pluto does not exist anymore."  Carter and I told him that is does still exist but that some scientists don't think it's big enough to be a planet.  He adamantly told us that it really didn't exist anymore.  I started to laugh, which he didn't think was funny.  That made me laugh harder.  Then Avery told me, "Mom, you kind of laugh like a dolphin."

I told someone about Avery saying my laugh sounded like a dolphin.  She overheard, and she yelled, "I'm so mad you talked about it!  Don't ever talk about it again!"

At least she doesn't know how to get on my blog.