Baby Update #2

Okay, we are a few steps closer to being ready. We bought Payton a new bed with a trundle, move the room around to make the most of the space. We are still lacking closet space for now, but we will get it figured out. The missionaries were over and put together a bunch of furniture stuff and rearranged a bunch more.

I visited my midwife she said stay off my feet as much as possible)to help with swelling) and there are bets going on in the office if I actually make it until Monday, the 8th. We have three more storms approaching so we shall see. She also said there is a reason I don't have babies naturally because this one is pretty big. I am measuring three weeks ahead so we shall see, I am guessing 8 pounds. I won't tell you my guess on sex you will just have to wait and see. I think my midwife is more excited than we are to find out what it is. She said the surprises are the best deliveries for her. Since we have two girls already it will be fun to see what this baby is.

Other than that everything is going well. Mike is now in official dad mode (it takes him a while). He calls constantly to make sure I have not gone into labor. I keep telling him if I do he will be my first of second call for sure. Well that is all for now, I should be napping because Phoenix is but I am not, I will regret this later, I'm sure.

He's 18 and I feel REALLY old!

Today Marquis turns eighteen and I must admit I have never met a cooler kid in my life. Our last seven years with him have been quite enjoyable as parents; he has really turned out to be quite the young man. Michael and I are very appreciative to have him in our lives. I remember the day he came home from the hospital, he was a scrawny overdue little thing with peeling skin. I secretly thought to my self, "I hope he gets better looking". Needless to say he did, to our chagrin of course. I guess the turning point for me was when Marquis and I were donating blood and Marquis was being hit own by this lady who had to be at least forty. I kept thinking "ma'am he is seventeen and your eighty please leave him alone". Oh well not much I can do now.

I am proud that he has turned out to be a very caring, (a side most people don't get to see), intelligent, and hysterically funny young man, who finally finished his Eagle Scout. Although we are never sure what the future holds for ourselves let alone our children, I pray he will continue to grow and be the young man he was meant to be.

I often think about how my big sister would feel knowing that her firstborn is now legally an adult and I can't help but think she probably would feel old too, but I also think she would be very happy at the young man she created. I know she is somewhere laughing and crying all at the same time.

Marquis I love you more than words can ever express!

She is allergic to dairy~

Well it took us awhile to figure it out but we did. Phoenix is allergic to dairy, yes milk, ice cream, cheese, and anything else with a hint of dairy in it. How do I know this, because I am smart. Well, yes I am smart, but I stop listening to the doctor who kept saying it was a stomach virus. Well this stomach virus was lasting for ever, followed by the fungal issue she kept having. Once it may have been those problems but a month later I think not. So on a whim and suggest from a friend, I removed all dairy from her diet and low and behold it clear up in a matter of days. No diarrhea, no rash, no crying, no nothing she was fine. So needless to say Phoenix lives a no dairy life for now. I hope she grows out of it, do you know how hard it is to fine dairy free cheese. She is officially the so queen of the house and let me tell you not all of it taste good.

Baby Update!

Baby is doing great, I on the other hand can't wait for this to be over. Did I mention that this is really the last one. I can't do this again! My body has said "I am over it". Mainly it is my hips talking to me this way, they can be quite vocal at times.

Besides we have not done anything to prepare for the upcoming birth and I feel guilty, I am just too tired to bother. We are suppose to go this weekend and buy new bed for the kids room. We'll see. I have a little over three weeks (if all goes to plan) before the big day. My friend Liz will be here soon so I am excited about that. She will be followed by Taunie and the newlyweds. So I should be taken really good care of.

I must say I am really worried about Phoenix, she hugs my belly and give the baby big kisses, but I really wonder if she knows how her world is really gonna change. I tell my helpers it will be the new baby they are helping with because Phoenix is a MAMA'S Girl. I don't think they mind.

As for Payton, she just keeps asking if I will save her if there is an emergency and she needs help. I tell her "nothing but death will keep me from it" (I don't think she gets the Color Purple movie reference) but I tell her mommies hearts only get bigger with each baby the have and that seems to make her happy.

Marquis, he just keeps the fact the he is graduating soon on the forefront and if this one is a girl, Mike can't pay him enough to stay home.

Well that is all for now, I will explain in a later post why there is no pictures!

Atleast we are beating the ol' lady!

My current speed in slow, no really slow. I try but I can no longer keep up with Phoenix and she knows this. I can tell by the little smirk on her face when ever I ask her to come to me, she laughs tilts her head and takes off. Even when I try to corner her she knows it. I know she is secretly thinking, "the tubby one with the big belly can't move like she used to, a quick left then a right and I can shake her". She's right.

While we were on our wonderful vacation on Captiva Island, we took a cruise to Useppa Island, which is just off the coast of Captiva. It is a little island with A LOT of history. Well, the island require a lot of walking, something my hips don't like very much right now. So my dear hubby and I had the opportunity to to get a golf cart escort. Thank heavens one of the places we wanted to see was the museum on the island, which was a mile and half walk from the boat. Anyway I felt bad when I saw this lady who was probably about eighty making the trek. But then I thought good for her, but it is to hot and too long of a walk for me.

On the way back after lunch at this really cool inn on the island the golf cart came to pick up back up and our driver asked if we would mind if he added another passenger. We of course did not mind, to our amazement it was our little old lady from earlier who just not able to make it back down. It was cool she was a former teacher turned writer who had raised 7 kids of her own, she was a widow who was spending her days traveling.

As we got of the cart, we were heading back to the ship where everyone was waiting for us. Mike turned and said "Well at least we are beating the Old lady". Indeed we were! It felt great not to be the last person to get on the boat!