Our Zoo Tour Guide

The Zoo

I know I've been a bad blogger. Yesterday my brother called and asked me if I had the kids locked in a closet because I haven't been blogging about them. He didn't answer my question about whether or not he'll have a blog when my baby niece or nephew comes in February though :)!

Anyway, last weekend was jam packed for us. We had Colin's birthday Saturday, Audrey's birthday Sunday and a To Do List a mile long! After Audrey's party we planned on going to Busch Gardens, but there was a 6 and a half mile back up at the tunnel, so we turned around and went to the zoo instead!

The kids had a lot of fun, but it was REALLY hot. I felt like I was on fire! I can't even remember what it was like to be 9 months pregnant with Reese in August, but I guess that's the beauty of pregnancy. Once you have your baby you completely forget how miserable and uncomfortable you were at times during the pregnancy!

Wyatt spent most of the trip walking with Daddy and telling us where we were going next. They were both really excited to see the animals, and Wyatt kept telling Reese what each animal was and what they say. During the time that Reese was out walking, he grabbed her hand and Brian, Reese and Wyatt all walked together to see the geese.

Laughing girl!

I am going to post the video I took of this later, but Wyatt went through the entire map and told us where we had been and where we still needed to go. He was so funny!

This was his own pose!

We stopped at Wendy's to get something to drink after the zoo and Wyatt asked for a vanilla frosty. He hadn't had any sleep all day, so he was pretty tired. This is how he fell asleep. He did manage to finish the frosty before he passed out!

The next few weeks will be really busy, but we will have a lot to blog about! Reese turns 2 on Wednesday, her well child check up is next week, Wyatt has his open house at school next week, and then he starts school and soccer! On top of that we still have lots of appointments for baby Gooey since I now go every two weeks! And there's only 11 weeks until he's here.

I'm really looking forward to the next few months! I love fall. Brian will be home a lot more and our anniversary is next month. New fall clothes come out. The smell of pumpkin and spices fills my house as soon as September hits. Trips to the pumpkin patch. And after all that we get to meet out baby boy! Yay!

Where Has the Time Gone?

Seriously. I'm a bad blogger. But in my defense, I'm 28 (almost 29) weeks pregnant, my husband works all the time, I'm shuttling back and forth to get him every night, and oh yeah, I have an almost 2 year old and a 3 and half year old. Yeah. So I have a few posts to write and I'll be back to my blogging ways.

Baby Boy: 27 Weeks!

• How far along: 27 weeks!
• Size of the baby: He's the size of the cauliflower, about 16 inches and 2.5 pounds
• Total weight gain: 15 pounds
• Maternity clothes: I found a dress for my reunion that I didn't hate. I guess that's a good thing?
• Gender: Yeah, he's still a boy!
• Movement: is constant. He's apparently pretty happy with the amount of space he has to move around.
• What I Miss: Walking like a normal person. I am in full waddle right now. Seriously. Oh and I love my flip flops in the summer, but I'm pretty sure that they're the only thing my feet will fit into this fall.
• Sleep: The third trimester hit me like a ton of bricks yesterday, but it was really hot and we spent the morning at the reunion picnic. I'm basically tired from the time I was up until about noon. Then I sometimes get to nap with the kids. Today I didn't and I'm really tired.
• Symptoms: Hip pain, exhaustion, getting full after like 3 bites of food. Nesting. Brian and I spent all of naptime today unpacking the room over the garage. We made a lot of yard sale piles (mainly books. Who keeps their college textbooks for fun? We do.). We also discovered a need for more bookshelves. Fun.
• Best Moment of the Week: Lots! My reunion and catching up with old friends was great. Wyatt and Reese raising their hands at the right time when I ask them who's the oldest, who's the youngest, and who's right in the middle is awesome. They point to my stomach when I ask who the youngest is. Too cute! I feel like we might finally be making some headway in the potty training issue with Wyatt.
• What I am Looking Forward to: Naming this baby. Buying matching Mommy/Baby pajamas for the hospital from Old Navy (yeah, seriously we're going to match). Our entertainment center and front door organizational systems' arrival. Brian decided to us the furniture I've been coveting from Pottery Barn and I am soooo excited for it to come! It's not supposed to ship until the end of the month, but I am planning where things are going and what we're going to do with everything. We have a lot of birthdays coming up (this weekend we have two parties) in August and it ends with Reese turning two! Also, at my next appointment we SHOULD be able to schedule Gooey's due date! Brian and I have to talk about the pros and cons of delivering him at 39 weeks (I can't go through the NICU experience again), and then schedule at our next appointment on the 19th!
  

10 years? Seriously?

This weekend was my 10 year high school reunion. Crazy. In a lot of ways it feels like 10 years, but it also didn't when I was in the midst of conversations that seemed completely...not awkward. Anyway, last night we had the big semi-formal affair at the Westin. I freaking love that place and its alfredo sauce. Delicious.

The most surprising thing to me was how many people I didn't know! I looked at the list of attendees a few weeks ago and thought I knew pretty much everyone going. And then I got there and didn't know as many as I thought. I knew a lot of people, but not everyone. That made it awkward. Like three people came to talk to me, and I had no idea who they were. I would turn to my friend when they left and we would just shrug. Awkwardness. Fortunately for me, a lot of my classmates were there. And when I say classmates, I mean people that I had every single class with. Because I was IB, I went through all 4 years with a pool of about 60-100 (it was closer to 100 freshman year and closer to 60 senior year) kids in my classes, which meant we had the same kids in our classes all the time. It made it easy at the beginning of the school year and during discussions (which there were a lot of) because we always knew who would talk and we never really had to get to know each other! I was also pretty "involved" so I knew a lot of kids outside the IB program too, and was able to catch up with everyone.

I seriously wish I had my graduation pictures scanned in right now because it would add comedy to these photos.

Me, Brooke and Kelli. Kelli organized the event and it was awesome!

Either he's gotten taller or I've shrunk! Devon was in my French class from French 3 until I dropped French 6 senior year (sleeping in outweighed AP French Lit), and was my partner in class. His accent sucked freshman year so Madame partnered us together and it stayed that way through AP French. I'm not giving him credit for my 4 on that AP exam though.

Darcy, Devon and me! Speaking of people in all of my classes, Darcy and I had a lot together, but a particular favorite was math. Most kids probably paid attention, but we did make up. We set up our own personal Clinique counter and went to town. If you're wondering what our teacher did, the answer is nothing. I mean, he talked to us about the magic of thinking big or something, but not actual math. We had our friend Hunter for those tutorials. Don't get me started on Latin. All I can say is "The roaches will have to chill."
That's how big I am at 27 weeks! Third trimester like WHOA!

I think there's some sort of football rivalry here, but this is extreme. Darcy is a Red Sox fan and she's still one of my favorite people. For goodness sakes she was in my wedding!

Today we went to a picnic at Mt. Trashmore for everyone and their kids and that was a lot of fun. Even though it was HOT outside. Brian and the kids went and basically got to play while I chatted, but it was still fun and a great ending to an awesome time!

Reese Talking!

Brian and I always talk about "flipping" some video of Reese talking because we never want to forget the way her voice sounds now. It is too stinking cute, and when she has conversations her little voice just makes me melt. It doesn't matter if she's talking to me or Brian or having a conversation with Wyatt in the back of the car or singing "U-u-u-undo it!," she sounds so precious! So here she is today after I made her some juice!

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder... or Whatever

So I haven't posted in like a week. And the reason for that is simple. The Croup. Again.

I had to rearrange my schedule last week and work Friday instead of Thursday. Since I was off of work, Reese and I dropped the boys off at the free movie and went to run errands. We dropped Wyatt's school physical form off at the Pediatrician and then went to Target. Brian called JUST as we were leaving Target to come get them. It was perfect timing. We dropped Brian off at work and I figured we had time before naps to take Wyatt to get his haircut. There were three stylists on duty at Pigtails & Crewcuts, so we were in and out in 20 minutes! Then I looked down at my phone and saw the Pediatrician's office had called to let me know that Wyatt's physical form was ready! Seriously, does a day get any better? I LOVE our Pediatrician and even though we now live 45 minutes away, I have no intention of switching. So I swung by (with both kids) and picked up the form. And I apparently lost my mind and let Wyatt touch the buttons in the elevator. Yeah. The day was going great until that moment. Perfect timing, perfect day. "What's that called when everything intersects? The Bermuda Triangle."

I know better than to let my kid touch the elevator buttons at the Pediatrician's office when there are notices about the whooping cough, I really do. But apparently I was a moron that day because he was so good getting his hair cut and walking in the doctor's office that I let him.

So we had a good day. I tucked him in and he fell right asleep. Immediately. Within 3 minutes. And then I heard the barking seal cough an hour and 30 minutes into his slumber. And before I knew it he was in bed with me coughing all night. And when he woke up in the morning he was wheezy. I felt so bad for him. He didn't understand why he's sick. Now he will say that it's because he touched the elevator buttons at Dr. Jones' office and got germs. Fortunately the doctor fit us in and got us a prescription for steroids. Awesome. He slept okay the first night. Really well the second night. And terribly the third night. And then the 'roid rage set in. He was angry and hyper yesterday and it was awful. But that was the last day of the steroids and he was feeling much better today.

And now I can start blogging about fun things again.