Who needs sleep? (T- Minus 1 month)

I am less than a month away from my due date (and 9 days from the time Drew was born), and getting about 4 hours of fractured sleep each night. Not good. Last night I woke up around midnight to feel a little girl doing MMA in my stomach for about an hour (and also a pounding headache). I truly worry she is trying to bust her way out through my belly button.

On the up side, I am much more ready for this wee one having already done it once! Since D was early, I am at least planning that she could be that early so I won't be taken by surprise. The infant carseat is out and has been washed. The little bottles are in the cabinet. There are tiny diapers in my bedroom. Her room is pretty close to all set. All we need is the baby!! And a good nights sleep!!!

Funniest Conversation Yet

Rob: "Drew, who do you like best- mama or dada?"
Drew: "mama"
Rob: "Drew, who do you like second best- mama or dada"
Drew: "good girl" (Sophie)

Sorry dada- apparently he went for the the option you didn't give him.

Bathroom Remodel Reveal

I mentioned in a post last month that our horribly outdated bathroom was going to be updated.  It was supposed to be a 3 day job.  Well, true to most contractors form, it took closer to three weeks.  But it's done.

I almost feel bad showing the reveal photos, since it seems to go with general "reveal" photos.  You know the ones- the makeover photos where the women aren't smiling or wearing makeup and are being photographed wearing the worst color for them in the worst possible lighting.  Cue the makeover- now they are made up, dressed nicely, smiling and in great light.  How much of that reveal is really the makeover?

But whatever, here it is.

I have some Etsy artwork to add, but otherwise I'm pretty happy with how my guest/kids bathroom turned out!

Mornings

The Plan: Get up when Rob does (4:50- he is going to the airport). Do some bible study. Savor a cup of coffee. Make a grocery list. Enjoy quiet morning hours.



The Reality:
Bedtime- 4:25am- worst nights sleep ever, including a bathroom break every 1.5 hours, two times of trying to sleep sitting up because of heartburn, several minutes searching for tums in the dark, and 50 rounds of "throw covers off, it's hot. Dig for covers- its cold now."

4:25- Drew cries out. Probably just a moment of wakefulness. He will go back to sleep.

4:25:30- Sophie, asleep in the living room, gets up, shakes, and commences trying to break into our room by banging her head on the door, willing it to open (it's latched- no luck)

4:27- Sophie gives up and decides to go hang with Drew. Drew, who was going back to sleep, now hears his best friend and is awake. Wide awake.

4:28-4:40- Drew is awake and talking/crying. Apparently not going back to sleep.

4:41- I get up to gather dog to try to get the crying to stop. Find her standing sheepishly in the hall outside our door. Usher her in while mumbling about making her sleep outside.

4:42- I go upstairs and try to rock D back to sleep. It's working!

4:44- lay him in his bed.

4:44:02- he's up, crying, and wants to be held. Commence rocking.

4:48- lay him down again.

4:48:02- he's up. Tell him he must go back to sleep and leave him crying. I go back to bed.

4:49- Rob rolls over and declares himself not ready for a second child. Too bad, buddy.

4:50- Rob's alarm goes off, but everyone in this house is awake anyway.

4:51- I decide best plan of action is to bring D to my bed. I am too tired/huge to stand next I his crib and rock him for hours.

4:53-5:10- he lays quietly with me. Occasionally touching my face or reaching for my hand. All is forgiven- this is sweet and rare. Ellie begins an assault because her brothers feet are all up in her space. D seems confused.

5:11- Drew sits up and practices every vocabulary word he knows.

5:12- done laying down, Drew starts exploring the bed. I decide to let him. I don't care if he falls asleep with his rad at the bottom if he just GOES TO SLEEP.

5:23- it becomes apparent to me that D is not going to sleep in this bed. Return him to his own. He cries. Hand him a book (that he can't actually see) as a peace offering.

5:24- listen to him cry as I type this post.

5:49- post is done. House is quiet- he is asleep. Now I have to decide: back to sleep or start my morning?!

Magical Mommy Moment

Drew has been working on turning on the CD player in his room for several weeks now. He quickly found the pause button and the volume (note: full power or go home), but until recently he still needed assistance turning it on. About a week ago he figured it out.

Last night he was in his room while I was running his bath, so he turned on his music and started dancing to the radio. The song was one I knew- it was from my middle or high school years. I couldn't remember the name of the song, but the words were tumbling out of my mouth. I scooped him up and we danced through the chorus .

The song? Mariah Carey's "Always Be My Baby." I realize her song wasn't about a toddler, but for a mom who is stressing about sharing her heart in 3-6 weeks, it was just perfect.

You, my child-- who likes to sit sit at the table with no booster seat, walk (instead of crawl) up and down steps, and prefers his chips dipped in salsa, no matter how hot-- will always be my baby.

Overwhelmed

Today I am overwhelmed with gratefulness for the most amazing husband a girl could ask for, the sweetest little boy, a little black dog who will cry at the door at night to get in to sleep next to me, and our soon-to-be-born baby girl, who kicks me every 5 minutes so I can't forget about her. :)

"Lucky" doesn't seem to be strong enough to describe it....