Delivery Unknown-One Month and Counting

I knew when I got pregnant again that it was risky as far as the delivery would go.  I have had two fairly eventful deliveries and this one is yet to be determined.  To say I am a little anxious might be an understatement.  Every night before falling asleep, I just pray to God to take care of me and make the decision easy.  Today, I heard from the scheduler that if Kyle does not show up on his own time, we are evicting him on August 1st via C-section.  I will not be able to be induced due to risk of uterine rupture so that leaves one way to make sure he gets out!  I think this will help me prepare mentally as well.  I know I will no longer be pregnant after August 1st.  Knowing this will help me out tremendously when the last two weeks of July come around and I want to cry every time I move because there will be no more room anywhere in this body of mine.

As most of you know, Anna came in a big rush and on her own time leaving very little decision to be made but at the same time plenty of room for worry in my mind.  All I could think about was if she was alright inside me while my body did it's own thing ready to force her out with some pretty strong contractions.  While I do want to have another regular delivery, I know all too well the risks posed to Kyle and myself should one little thing go wrong.  I have heard the stories, and taken care of the babies this has happened to.  My chances of having a regular delivery are higher due to the fact that I did it with Anna but I am having a boy and it is my third which makes his chances of being my biggest baby high.  Brice was almost a full pound bigger than Anna and two inches longer.  If Kyle follows suit, I am guessing he may be near eight pounds.  We shall see. 

So, I have already laid out clothes for the kids and contacted neighbors to be ready for our Delivery Unknown.  I guess in my heart I do not feel that Kyle is going to come in the same manner that Anna did but also feel like he may want out before August 1st.  FYI, I will be 39 and 1 weeks on that day.  Brice came at 39 and 3, Anna at 38 and 3.  She also came on the full moon which falls July 15th and 16th.  I don't forsee him showing up that weekend.  I just see myself going into labor and being able to make a timely decision once child care is secure for the other two and we have time at the hospital to make a good decision with no harm done to either of us.  Ideal world, right?  And, while I'm dreaming, I'm going to have time to put on a little makeup after a shower, be wheeled to a REGULAR L&D (not the OR) room where he will actually be born and then all the family will get to come in right after to see him.  Oh, and don't forget that lovely thing called the epidural because I will for sure be getting one of those!  Also, this time, I will make tons of breastmilk that will fatten him up and we won't have to worry about a skinny baby who needs to be supplemented.  Oh dear, I do hope I haven't set myself up for major disappointment...

I say all of this half-joking because I know this is it.  The last round, the last time for everything to go according to plan.  In reality, however, what I want most, is a healthy baby who completes our family.  One Month and Counting!!!

Last Time

 Riding the waves...so fun!

 Digging another hole

 In the condo before dinner at Captain Anderson's.

 Brice in front of the boat he went on and caught all his fish.  He was so proud to show all of us the boat and how big it was.

 The girl finally got the hang of walking in the sand about two days before we left.  Notice the posturing of her hand, so dainty.

 Pa and Brice out on the banana boat.

 After dinner at Schooner's Anna asked to go in the sand!  We weren't about to say no.

 There were tons of pretty shells washing ashore.

 I love these pictures of Justin and the kids as they capture him in his most relaxed state doing his favorite job, being Daddy. I feel bad that he didn't get a Father's Day post as he is such an awesome dad and would do anything for his kids.  Both Anna and Brice adore him and want to be like him.  They run to the door when they hear the garage open, an obvious sign that he is missed when not home.  I am so thankful for the father that he is and that he is able to bond with his children on a daily basis.

 Bringing me a shell...

 And, Jack adores Brice, this is one of many hugs that Jack laid on him.  Brice told Robin and Larry that he could be like Jonathan is to him...(Jonathan, are you tearing up?)  Lots of love in this family!

This will be the Last Time, promise.  I took 171 pictures so consider yourselves lucky! :)

I Told You...

I Told You to be ready for some pictures... here are some more...

Blowing bubbles with Nana

With her new kickboard and below telling someone what to do, no doubt

Being silly in the condo

Brice's catch...he, Justin, and Larry went fishing and caught 15 fish.  The swells got a little high at one point so Brice had to take a break inside.

Stinky red snapper!  But, Justin fileted it and we cooked it that night, the boys said it was good.  I took their word for it.

Stylin' and Profilin'...it's more about the fashion for Anna.

Fun at the pool.

Get Ready For Some Pictures

We made it home safely from the beach yesterday afternoon and had a wonderful, wonderful trip.  Brice did not stop moving the entire time we were there whether he was swimming, digging, or some where in between.  He is quite bored today actually.  We wore ourselves out to say the least.  Poor Justin didn't have the best of Father's Days driving us home and then dealing with all of our exhausted states.  But, I will say, he handled it well and that is one of the reasons we love him so!  Anna went in the sand one of the first days we were there and then decided that it wasn't really for her until the last two days.  She would get to the edge and stop dead in her tracks and say, "Pick me up!".  For me, this was not easy but I must say I did better than I thought I would as far as my back.  We have been on beach time for the past nine days and it is now Kyle-time!  I have several things I need to get done for him after we get settled back in...which I've been trying to accomplish today.  But for now, Get Ready for Some Pictures here, Facebook and on Kodak Gallery.  I apologize if you have to look at the pictures twice or three times.  I will upload a few each day until you can't take it any more!

The first day down on the beach...she let me do her hair and everything!

Let the digging begin...

Anna didn't feel like she was "in" the sand if we sat her on a blanket.

Don't let these pictures fool you...the next day she wanted nothing to do with getting sand anywhere on her body.

Jack, however, walked anywhere and everywhere, usually with a shovel in hand!

Ready for dinner

Waving like a princess..

"Wanna race?"

Brice accidentally got sand on her arm and you can see the reaction.  I love the way he is looking at her like "What is your problem?"!

We ate a lot of ice cream!

Anna likes "pink" ice cream, just like everything else in her world.

The kids thought these phones were cool..go figure.  We asked Brice to hang it up and he said, "How? There is no red button.".  We had to explain where the expression, "hang it up" came from.

She called lots of people on these phones.

A Memory

There are so many things that I want to remember my kids doing at the ages they are now.  The things they say and do are just priceless and that is one of the reasons I hope I will continue to blog.  It is such an easy way to document the cute things they are up to and for me will quickly become A Memory because they will be off too soon doing bigger and better things.  Acting more and more like adults everyday which is of course the definition of successful parenting but at the same time, it happens so fast.  I think with Kyle on the way and Anna being much younger than Brice was when she arrived, I am a little afraid that I won't remember the little things she says and does on a daily basis. 

Every morning for breakfast, Anna requests "pancakes and chocyate mellllk" unless of course we have "bissets" (biscuits).  She eats her five or six mini pancakes and then I get out my breakfast...

"What you havin'?", she asks.  I point to my cereal and say, "What is this?" because I know she knows since I eat it everyday.  "You havin' pink cereal?". 

And, anyone who is a parent knows what's next out of her mouth..."I can have some?"

The answer is always yes and then we share my cereal.  I spoon it into her mouth like a baby bird and she climbs up on my lap and hugs on me.  I love it even if we are sharing germs!

Summertime Spoiled

Over the weekend I took this funny video of Anna interviewing her about her love of Cinderella.  The video will not load much to my frustration.  Justin then forwarded me this article about drowning and I thought I would share it with all of you since I know a lot of you are moms.  And it is much more important than "Cindergrella"! 

Drowning is so scary.  This story is based on my memory of being a girl so it may not be completely accurate.  At the same time, I have never forgotten it.  When I was about seven and my sister was about four, we almost drowned at Stone Mountain.  I think there used to be a lake or some body of water that you could swim in.  Anyway, we had just moved to Georgia and so my parents took us there for a day of fun and of course it was hot.  We were playing in the "shallow end" or at least the part where we could touch.  I would say the water came up to my waist and probably her chest.  I told her to get on my shoulders or back and we could swim around.  I walked about two more feet out and hit a drop-off.  We both went under.  Blaire was still not a strong swimmer and began to struggle and while doing so was pushing me further and further under the water.  I can still see the image in my mind of her being on top of me and the water over my head.  I had on a blue and white striped swim suit with red trim and the words Coca-Cola scrawled down the left side.  Blaire had on a red suit with Snoopy on the top across the chest.  With the water over my head, and the bright sunshine shining down, I could see the reflection of my suit at the top of the water.  After trying to push her off of me to get my own breath and clearly realizing what was happening, my dad was there, pulling us out of the water.  He had had to run down the beach area.  We weren't playing right in front of him and my mom as it was so crowded and they were sitting down a little ways.  If my memory serves me correctly, I was probably only under the water 30-60 seconds, if that.  But, according to this article, that is all it takes for your Summertime to be Spoiled. 

http://blogs.ajc.com/momania/2011/06/06/drowning-doesnt-look-like-tv-drowning-signs-you-need-to-know/



As most of you know, Anna took Infant Survival Courses last year for the water.  She loves and adores playing in the pool, but I still wouldn't trust her.  If you are interested in classes for your little one go to www.infantswim.com.  It does teach them to respect the water and how to float at a young age.  While I don't trust her completely, I still know that she would have a little extra time to get on her back if she fell in a body of water. Sorry this is kind of a downer of a post but I thought it was an important subject.  Have a safe summer!  This week I am getting ready for our beach trip, can't wait!!  Here are some pictures of Anna making funny faces...