Sorry, He's HERE!

Parker Thomas was born on 2/17/12 at 6:13pm
He was 8 lbs and 11oz, 21" long!

I was induced and the birth was amazingly great (2 1/2 pushes!!)... more on that later, i'm now going to bombard you with pictures.

What a day What a day...

Kinsley had a Valentine's Day party yesterday at school and I got to attend! I love these events and having a job that allows me to help and attend!

Here's my little Cupcake in the hat she made for the occasion!

She was VERY excited about the fruit snacks another parent brought.

These are all of her little friends that we get to hear her tell stories about every night at dinner. I love how good they all are, so tiny sitting so nicely around the table eating. OMG! And then they'll throw their plates away too, by themselves! These little people are growing up too fast!

She's very social with her friends and often acts like she has to keep order at the table! lol

What really floored me was when I arrived they were all sitting on the reading rug and each one was on their name... and the teacher didn't put them there, they know where their name is! Kinsley actually recognizes her name on papers and things. If they get up the teacher says go sit on your name and THEY DO! Where is my little baby? So glad on Friday I'll have another one coming since this one is obviously so big and grown up! I just love her and the person she's turning into!

Happy Valentine's Day!

This smile is courtesy of the waffles she is consuming! YEA!

I felt like a rockstar Mom this morning! I felt better than I have in DAYS. I got K presentable... got MYSELF presentable (even washed and dried my hair!), made her little treats to take for breakfast for her friends

Sent her to school with her Valentines and pink Rice Krispy Treats! Put dinner in the crock pot, and got us to her daycare only 10 mins late! HOLLA!

If this baby came today it would be partially sad because i would miss her little party and our playdate tonight BUT i would be okay with it because I would know SHE is at school enjoying her party and I did everything a Momma could do to help her have a good time at it!

Nice to feel like my old self again!

yes I'm still here, with no baby

I'm REALLY getting tired of the "She's still here!" "do you think he'll come soon?" OMG people, you act like Parker and I are having a conversation
"Well Mom I was going to come on Friday but then I didn't like how sick you were so I'm going to wait and see you on Wednesday, okay?"
"Great sweet boy, I can't wait, will it be morning or evening?"

UM yeah if i could have that kind of conversation it would go like this:
"Well Mom I was going to come on Friday but then I didn't like how sick you were so I'm going to wait and see you on Wednesday, okay?"
"Um, NO SIR! I'm the Momma, you don't TELL ME when you're going to do something, I TELL YOU... so you just go ahead and get you're little butt out now and we'll deal with medicine for Momma, etc later... OUT I SAY!"

But you see I have no say, I don't really know WHO has a say except God... SO STOP ASKING ME AND STOP ACTING SURPRISED WHEN I'M STILL AROUND! I WOULDN'T BE IF I HAD A SAY IN IT!

But on to other things...

I've always LOVED decorating for holidays and last year a slacked a bit (except for the big ones) since K was too young to care. THIS year is different. THIS year she is two and notices EVERYTHING! So we got busy.

I made this:

I think it turned out pretty awesome! I just cut A BUNCH of strips of ribbon, looped them around and then pinned them onto a green foam wreath from Michael's and made a few curly ques with pipe cleaners!

K and I also made a garland for the fireplace out of felt and foam hearts (picture coming)

AND K and I made these Valentines for her friends at school!

Granted I MIGHT have had to do most of the work, but she helped glue it all together. It was so cute when we were gluing the hearts on with hot glue. I would put a big blob and make her count to three (so i wouldn't be SO hot and melt the crayon) and then she would put it down. ONE, TWOOO, FREEE! Loved it!

We've all been a little under the weather the last week (and still going) but it's been really nice to get to spend some time together rather than running around like crazy, especially since Parker will be here in 4 days (or less)!!! YEA for inductions!

I've given up all hope

But at least i have an induction date!

I went to the doctor and I'm a "good" 2 centimeters dilated and "more" effaced (i was 50% or so effaced). We're still scheduling the induction for the 17th and well, I've given in to the idea that he will be born on the 17th. My doctor said fun things like "well MAYBE he'll still come! there's a chance"... BAH don't say things to give me hope. She doesn't know anything... just because she's got an MD doesn't mean she has a magic ball.

On top of that, I'm also sick... sinus or something... awesome.

that's all i want to talk about this. i'm tired of being pregnant and i just want to bitch and moan so i'm going to stop typing before i lose all of my readers~

My little Picasso

Last night i was in the kitchen when I heard a sound that I knew was trouble. See I knew Kinsley was coloring on her easel and then I heard something that put into mind she was not coloring where she was supposed to. So i went around the corner to look and she RAN. I asked her where she was coloring and she remained mute... so i looked hard and here's what I found.

It's very faint but that's orange crayon! And it goes ALL across my wall! I had to try not to laugh. I did think though about the fact that OBVIOUSLY she knows better (hello she ran for the hills) but I never had the "no coloring on the walls" conversation with her. So i told her that was a bad job and we don't color on Mommy's walls and that she had to help me clean it.

So she helped. While she was helping I told her if she does it again then she will go in timeout.

Later that evening as Chris and I were putting K to bed she informed her Daddy that "I colored Mommy walls!" and then quickly followed it up with "no more, timeout!"... so she gets it.

Here's what gets me. The excuses people make for toddlers. I get they are little and will get into mischief, but not punishing them because they are "only two" and "most likely thought..." seems silly to me.
1. They will NEVER know if you don't teach them it's wrong
2. SHE RAN AWAY as soon as she saw me... she KNEW it was not okay AND she told her Daddy later where she's allowed to color! SHE SOOO GETS IT!

I put K in timeout the other night at my bother-in-laws house and Chris thought I embarrassed her and my mother-in-law hated all two minutes of it. This kind of irked me.
See she hit my brother-in-law in the face, blantenly. She knows hitting is NOT okay and she knows if she hits then she goes in timeout. Hubs thought i should just have her say sorry and move on... but here's why I didn't.

1. She will kick or hit me and then say sorry right away in hopes of not being put in timeout... but you can't teach her that it's okay to hit as long as you say sorry right away. Regardless if you're sorry there are consequences. So now my child RARELY hits.

2. If I don't carry out our disciplining in public she will learn that when we aren't home she can walk all over my rules because i won't do anything. She's not at an age where I can punish her later, it has to be in the moment so she associates it with the bad behavior.

So as funny as I think many of her toddler moments are now, they won't be funny when she's 4 or 10 and not listening to me. They won't be funny when I have the child that can't be controlled and therefore we're never invited to play dates because of that. In my opinion your kid needs to know from the beginning that you have rules that must be followed, if you try to all of a sudden spring these new rules on them when they are 4, they won't understand. "Before you just told me no, NOW i get in actual trouble???"

There will never be any surprises with my child as far as acceptable behavior and I'm okay with that. Because you know what else, she knows how to have fun and be silly AND that she's loved despite my rules. We make messes together, and we clean up together. We play together and we take care of each other.

I tell my daughter "I love you" WAY more then I tell her "No" (most days, lol). She will grow up and make mistakes and she will know that I will always be there at the end of it to give her a hug and tell her I love HER just not that behavior.

I have something to share with you

It's what you look like when you're 37 weeks and 4 days pregnant and miserable. I will say though that this belly looks A LOT bigger and heavier in the evenings. I guess from "hanging out" all day~

You like how I airbrushed out those stretch marks for you don't ya? Hey if the models can do it then so can I!

Oh yea! lookin good and low! GET LOWER KID! LIKE OUT OF ME!

damn false alarm

Really awesome of Parker to give us a false alarm. Never had issues with K...

Thursday I was feeling a lot of pain like contractions, but i have so much pain everywhere else that it was hard to time the contractions so they sent me to Labor and Delivery. While there they checked me and I wasn't any more dilated then i was the day before at my appointment so the doctor wanted me to walk around for TWO hours to see if that would get the contractions more consistent and productive. I walk FOREVER. By hour two the contractions hurt like hell, brought tears to my eyes... but i just knew it wasn't it. AND Damn if it wasn't a huge tease to walk around for TWO HOURS hearing babies being born!

Well after two hours they checked me and I hadn't dilated anymore so home I went where my contractions stopped and never had another one all weekend. Awesome.

Yesterday I was all crampy and notice I was losing lots of mucus plug so I'm hoping that means I've dilated more. Today I'm crampy and crabby. He's super low. Hurts me actually. I didn't sleep AT ALL last night. I couldn't get comfortable, every position actually hurt, not just wasn't the sweet spot... it hurt. And so i was up every hour peeing too.

I'm pissed today. I'm still pregnant and not a happy "look at my cute" belly pregnant. A "OMG any pants I wear hurt my crotch and lower belly" pregnant. I'm pooping non-stop (had to leave K in her room in the middle of putting her shirt on so I could go and poop) and crampy. I'm tired but i know i can't sleep or find a position to get comfortable enough in to sleep. I have little to no work to do and i Just Want This Kid Out. Yet the hubs is all like "he can't come until Wednesday night because i have a meeting on Tuesday and one on Wednesday that decides if my company will get more work"... WHICH I totally get, and i know the baby is coming when the baby wants to come... and i want to at least wish for Chris's sake that Parker will wait but honestly I JUST WANT HIM OUT.

I keep having dreams about Parker... mostly breastfeeding ones. Last night i did dream that he was born at like 9 almost 10 pounds and that he felt like a toddler and I kept not being able to find him to feed him so i was always worried about my supply and if he was even being fed to begin with. I just need him out!

Sorry guys

I'm sorry i've been MIA. I've had like a million things to complain to you about and a million stories to bore you with but then i didn't have access to blogger AND then i was in the hospital...

I know dramatic... but it wasn't. I had been having contractions off and on yesterday but kind of consistent, so i called the doctor and they sent me to labor and delivery to be monitored. I was having irregular contractions and i hadn't dilated any more then I was (2cent), so they told me to walk around for TWO HOURS! I walked and I walked and I walked. After about an hour or so of walking the contractions starting coming pretty regular and they were bad enough to make me stop and have to breathe through them. After an hour of that they rechecked me and still at a two. BOO.

Home I went. Laid down. Contractions stopped. double boo. so now my whole body is sore and i'm home and well... that's where this story ends.