Busy as a bee...

For some reason, which I am still trying to figure out, we have the busiest child. I think I was a pretty easy-going baby and according to Garrett's mom he was as placid as can be so where is she getting this gene from and how do I get rid of it??

Today I went to my first appointment at the Maternity Clinic with the Doctors that will deliever my baby. What a blast that was. I decided that I was going to take Zara with me because I got thinking that maybe I rely on my family too much for babysitting and things like that. There are lots of moms out there that don't have anyone to call on so they have to pack up their kids and take them wherever they go. So this was my thinking. No problem. HA...it was a disaster. She got all the kids in the waiting room wound up, was running laps all around them which got them running along with her. There were kids falling and crashing into each other and many parents trying to stop the madness. Then we got inside where they check weight, blood pressure etc. and Zara, still in her running mood, has taken off while I have my arm in the blood pressure cuff thing. Good thing for a helpful nurse who tracked her down and put her behind closed doors. And that's not all. Once we got into the actual room to see the Dr. she was into all the cupboards pulling everything out making a mess faster then I could clean it up. She then ran around in the tiny roo as much as she could after the cupboards had been securly closed and of course, tripped over her feet and banged her head into the door. I had a hard time feeling sorry for her but it slowed her down a little and we were able to meet the Dr. without any more problems.

So to all the moms out there that take their children with them wherever they go...I salute you...

And anyone with any good ideas on how to get a quiet, timid and peaceful child let me know...I'm willing to try anything!!

Perfect Husband

I was told the other day that I've got the perfect husband, I chuckled at that because I always seem to have something to complain about. I've thought of a few reasons why I could have a perfect husband...

-he works hard to support us
-he likes my big ol' pregnant belly
-he almost always does the dishes
-he's not afraid to change dirty, messy diapers
-he deals with my many mood swings really well
-he has the energy to play and deal with Zara when I don't
-he lets me have evenings to myself
-he always puts Zara to bed
-he works around the house getting it fixed up
-he loves me just the way I am

So I guess I do have a pretty good husband. Now if I could only have this list posted everywhere or in my pockets at all times so when I'm frustrated with him I could look at it and see its not so bad.

England pictures...

I thought I'd quickly post a few pictures while I have a minute before the little one wakes up.

Trains, planes and automobiles...

Tomorrow we take a automobile to get to the train which will take us to the airport to catch the plane that will take us back home. Our holiday is just about over and I'm looking forward to coming back and getting back on track. Had a wonderful time but travelling with a toddler can be a bit much sometimes. I think the fact that I haven't been getting my usual amount of sleep everyday is catching up on me...I'm completely exhausted these last couple days...

We've been busy the last week...had the reunion in Thame which was very hectic but interesting to see where Garrett's family came from. Had a couple days around Oxford. Went to Windsor Castle and shopped around Windsor, which was GREAT...finally made it into Fat Face after missing it at 3 other shopping centers and I definatly didn't come out empty handed. Spent the last couple days here in Harpenden at Garrett's Aunt and Uncle's where I've been catching up on sleep.

The weather has cooled down now which is a relief as I didn't pack for warm weather so we were dying but have enjoyed the rain the last couple days. I'll post a few pictures when we get home on saturday...

England

We made it. whew. Actually the flight was good. We had 4 seats all to ourselves so it worked out swell. Although Zara only slept for about 3 hours out of 8 but we survived. We're over our jetlag and enjoying life.

We've spent a day by the sea, shopped at the lanes, went to the lake district and have ate lots of fish and chips. Tomorrow is a no plan day so we're not sure what we're doing...might shop a bit and Garrett might go with the cousins to the go-karts so could be another busy day.

England has been a wonderful thing for Zara...she has fallen asleep in her stroller 3 times. She isn't getting her usual long afternoon naps but surviving really well without them. She's fallen and skinned her knees, forehead and nose AGAIN. She's seen lots of 'puppies' which are actually cows, ducks, sheep, birds, flowers and bugs.

Meet lots of the friends up north here. Molly, I met Ron and had a good little chat about you! We went to the farm last night for a potluck supper and a game of rounders...there were lots of people, about 60 and LOTS of good food. The weather has been crazy...its REALLLY hot, about 28 degrees today and quite humid but also had a thunderstorm that flooded Wigton...couldn't go to meeting because the farm was flooded but it's already drying up.

Anyways thats about all for now...we'll try to post again before we get back!!
Cheers...

Kicking...

My whole life we were taught not to kick...no kicking things when we got mad, no kicking balls and other objects in the house, no kicking our siblings etc. but kicking is one of the first things we ever did to our poor mothers. Kick, punch and prod was the first interaction we ever had and it was so exciting and encouraged but the moment your born it's no longer something welcoming.

Well I was in bed the other night with a sound asleep husband beside me when I realized that I was being kicked...just faint little movements but movements none the less. I was so excited and all I had to share my joy with was my suduko but we spend a lot of time together so it was okay. It's such a reassuring thing to feel your baby kick and move inside you. Makes you realize that there is something actually in there and your not getting plump for nothing and you know as well that at that moment the baby is ok and well.

I know it won't be long and I'll be discouraging all the kicking but for now little one...kick on!

These pictures were taken tonight of Islay and Zara...luckily they are NOT kicking each other yet.

Laughter

As the saying goes laughter is the best medicine. So in attempt to try and stay away from the Doctors I've purchased the Little Big Book of Laughter. It is quite a hoot. It has poems, puns, pranks, one-liners and the list goes on. I thought I'd share with you a couple poems that I read this morning. Here they are...

1) Consider the poor hippopotamus:
His life is unduly monotonous.
He lives half asleep
At the edge of the deep,
And his face is as big as his bottom is.

2) In the Garden of Eden sat Adam,
Disporting himself with his madam.
She was filled with elation,
For in all of creation
There was only one man and she had'm.

And that is just a taste at what's in there. I'm not sure however if I didn't purchase the book soon enough or if I don't read it enough or what has exactly happened but I'll be seeing quite a bit of the Doctor in the next while.... We're expanding....well I'll be the one expanding actually and soon enough our little family will no longer be 3 but 4...NO JOKE!