Faidy Doodie Cutie Patooty

This weekend Jr. and I jetted over to GF to celebrate Faith's 4th birthday. The big event was swimming, Treyson joined us. Jr. was happy in his floatie for a long time, but realized that the other two were using noodles to swim around and figured that he was done with all that and he could swim on his own. He tried to squirm out of our arms to swim on his own. We managed to keep our hands on him but he is so brave. So unafraid. Reminds me that he needs to be in swim lessons asap.

Faith liked the bug stuff we got her for her birthday, but it all paled in comparison to the rubber snake her daddy got her for her birthday. Jr. Faith and Treyson caught one rolly polly bug in her bug house.

We all really enjoyed Faith's Sponge Bob Ice Cream Cake. Ice cream cake may have been invented by the gods. Not even kidding. DQ is so awesome. So awesome I can't stop thinking about it even though I had a Popsicle already. I don't have gestational diabetes so I can eat the ice cream again.

We had such an amazing week and sad last week at the same time. Last Sunday our good friend Dee died after a long battle with breast cancer. Then on Tuesday, Greta and Grace were born. Both were almost a month early, but both are just fine. Greta was a little over 6 pounds and Grace was a little over 4 pounds. I know, that seems so small, but she is doing really well. It made me really jealous that two of my friends got to have their babies early. I bet even if I had the baby today, it would be over 4 pounds. It is hard not to get excited about having a baby when you get to hold two brand baby girls.

Plus I hit 32 weeks last week. I know that I might have 8 or maybe even 10 weeks left, but I also might only have 4 weeks. Let me say this. I might die if it is 8 weeks or more. This pregnancy has not been easy. The rib being out, the month long sinus infection, the other symptoms. I am trying my damnedest to enjoy this last pregnancy I will ever have, but damn it is tough sometimes. I have to admit that it is awesome to feel the baby kick and move around in there. He loves to kick when I read books to his brother. He loves coffee - don't we all?

I can't wait to meet him. Sometimes I think it will be hard to find extra room in my heart for this baby afterall I love his brother so rediculously much, but I know he will steal it away the minute I lay eyes on him. Maybe it isn't the pain and suffering of the pregnancy, maybe it is that I want my baby and that is the reason I am so anxious to get this over with.

In the mean time, I am trying to spend as much time with Jr. as possible so he has some sweet alone time with his momma before it all changes.

Here is my charming little man.

Happy Mothers' Day Means Staying in Bed Until 3PM

Well, I did get up a little bit. Here it is blow by blow.

Wake up at 6:00 AM to a kid yelling "Mommy I pooped!" Daddy went to change him and get him out of bed. Jr. insisted on coming in to see me and jump around on my giant belly (ouch!!!) and read me some books. Then his dad rescued me, took him out and fed him breakfast. Back to sleep until 8 and didn't get out of bed until 9. Jr. was back in bed with me showing me his trains and steaming up the window with his breath.

Got up, ate breakfast while Jr. "helped" his dad in the yard. Then got into the bath tub. Even a very fully bath tub barely is enough water to cover my butt and feet, but it felt good. Oh then here comes Jr. He wanted to see what his mommy was doing and then wanted to get in the tub with his mommy. Whatever, he was pretty sweet. He poured water on my belly with the kitchen ladle he had brought with him (???) and then just like that he was done and off to watch "iceboarding" videos with his dad in the basement.

Then there was lunch. Then Jr.'s nap. He passed out while his dad was in the middle of "Where The Wild Things Are" and has been sleeping ever since (as of this moment 3 hours). Of course I took this opportunity to crawl back into bed and read the latest Sookie Stackhouse novel (well novel may be a little too generous of a term). I did a load of laundry and wiped down the coffee table, but I am not going to busy myself with cleaning today.

Why am I so tired - well one I am large and in charge, two I have a rib out (why yes, it is as incredibly painful as it sounds) and I can't sleep for shit and three yesterday we hiked in the Prickly Pear Land Trust's Don't Fence Me In 5K dog hike. Or as Jr. tells it we won the race. Actually we came in second to last, we passed the very elderly couple in the flats, but none the less they clapped for us as we crossed the finish line in just over an hour. That included two breaking and entering pee breaks for me and a nice long chat with Betsy at the top of the hill. Not too shabby for how big and slow I am. I actually did pretty well and in fact did better than these two sporty/bitchy women on the uphill switchbacks. Jr. stayed in the stroller (and took a little snooze) the entire time while Daddy pushed and Selma had a WONDERFUL time. Oh and Daddy won a PRIZE! He won a backpack in a raffle, he was hoping for a double inflatable kayak because lord only knows we could use another boat around here.

We had a lovely lunch at the Irish Pub downtown and all took a 2 hour family nap. After that we finally planted the pansies all over the yard, so you could say that it is officially spring at the Coleman house - snow be dammed.

So far it has been quite the weekend, everything that I had hoped for. I told Ed, no flowers, no cards, just let me sleep in and have a nice mellow weekend and he delivered. So did Jr. Thank you both!

So, I hope that all of my mothers had just as wonderful of a day as I had. We love you so much!!! Thank you MIL and FIL for the wonderful mom's day message, it was so sweet! Mom, your real mom's day gift is coming, trust me, when it happens it happens. Sheree is my only mom I get to spend some time with today and she is getting a new raspberry plant that Jr. will end up eating all of the raspberries off of anyway.

And I hope that my mom friends have the day they imagined! This is for you to celebrate how hard you work to keep these little muffins alive, keep a house running, keep a daddy out of trouble and still find time to be a great friend. Cheers!

Fairmont

Daddy took off for the weekend to set sail on the Smith only to be thwarted by 90 mile an hour winds and 3-6 foot snow drifts. He recovered by spending some time on the Madison and the Big Hole. The weather in Helena was crap so Nanny Boo Boo and I took Jr. to go swimming all weekend at Fairmont.

Jr. had a total blast. He swam and swam (sorry no photos) stayed the night in a hotel room, slept with his mommy, chatted with some goats and a llama and rode around on a luggage cart.

Pretty darn fun weekend if you ask me. He only suffered one head injury - he was on the phone with his dad and Erik when he fell off the chair and hit his head on a table. Ouchy! That wasn't anything like him hitting his head in the bathtub tonight during one of his "I want my shirt ON!" temper tantrums. His whole eyebrow is so swollen and purple. Ed and I crumbled a little inside.

He is so freaking cute right now too, minus the sad bumps and bruises.

The swimming was great for Jr, but was even better for me. It was amazing to be fully supported by the water. I am so f-ing huge right now everything is hard swimming was easy. I could have spent the rest of this pregnancy floating in that warm pool.

And hey, I know I am big, but that is for me to worry about and whine about to my friends, I do not need perfect strangers questioning my due date or asking if there is two babies in there. There is only one and yeah he is going to be big. Making it to mid July is going to be unbelievably impossible. Little Mr. Butternut Squash is sticking out of my belly higher on one side than the other, you can feel his butt and his back besides his little feet poking out and sticking me in the ribs.

While I wish every day that this pregnancy would be over, I need the extra time to get ready for the new little man. While we should have everything we need, we did lose some stuff in an unfortuante event involving my brother and his bad decisions about women. I put together a brief registry on Amazon.com, just search for our names. This is only *if* you are looking for ideas, there won't be any shower or anything like that.