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Weeks 11 & 12
~ Happy Halloween!

First, I want to apologize for not posting Week 11 last week on time. The kids and I had to drive home to my parent's house and help take care of my Mom. She just had knee replacement surgery and my Dad ended up becoming really sick. Needless to say, I didn't have much time to do anything but take care of them, the kids, etc.

Week 11 carried on with pretty much the same thing as usual, morning sickness and sleepless nights. I didn't get any sleep on Saturday and woke up on Sunday with the intentions of getting to church but as far as I was able to get was to the porcelain god and the couch. The kids woke up around 8:00 a.m. and were happy just to watch Little Einstein. Disney has been a lifesaver most mornings. I really couldn't ask Paul for help because he would be leaving at 2:00 p.m. for the night shift and he needed his sleep. The worst part is that we were invited to a birthday party of a close family friend, Bekah who was turning five. The kids were so excited to go to the party. The party was from 2:00 - 4:00 p.m. and we had to leave an hour ahead to make it on time. Paul woke up around 11:00 a.m. and told me to lie down for an hour and he'd watch the kids. I was so relieved to wake up feeling better. We could go to the birthday party, no problem. Paul was a sweetheart; not only did he get the kids dressed, fed, make something for me to eat, he packed the diaper bag and the car so that all I had to do was get in the car and drive. I grabbed a two-liter of ginger ale and crackers just in case I needed them. The party was great! The kids had a blast and we ended up staying for dinner. It was a nice evening. Shane fell asleep in the van on the way home. It was a bit early and I was hoping that he'd sleep throughout the entire night. He didn't. We were up around midnight and greeted Daddy when he came through the door when he returned home from work.

Monday and Tuesday were pretty much more of the same, morning sickness and being sleep deprived. I was able to catch some sleep on Tuesday afternoon after the kids went down. Paul ordered some dinner so that I didn't have to cook anything. I really thought I was getting better with this 24/7 morning sickness. Guess I spoke to soon, huh!?!

I felt a bit better on Wednesday and used my extra energy cleaning the house and playing with the kids. I feel so bad for the kids. I'm not running around the yard, full of energy, etc., with them like I did before I was pregnant... {{SIGH}}. I keep telling myself that it's usually only the first trimester and then I'll be feeling better soon. Here's hoping that holds true. I miss playing with my kids like I used to. Don't get me wrong, we play but I can't go non-stop like I did before or I pay for it that night. In the evening, Morgan and I had a blast baking cookies for her Harvest Party on Thursday. We made a little bit extra for us and I'm embarrassed to say after giving the kids two cookies each, I helped polish them off that night. Chocolate Chip Cookies just out of the oven with a cold glass of milk are to die for! Rarely does something taste so good lately. I just wished that it were something that was a bit healthier for the baby and me.

Thursday was a nice day. The kids and I were going to leave for my parents after preschool but Paul and I decided that I'd wait until Friday because of the weather. The kids were so excited for their Harvest Day Parties. Shane dressed up in orange and Morgan was told to dress up like a scarecrow. They looked adorable! I came home, cleaned and took some time for me. I grabbed a magazine, cold drink and jumped into the bathtub. It was so relaxing taking time for myself and no one there to call me, interrupt in within two minutes of getting into the bath. Absolute heaven! I was so relaxed and it would have been nice to just curl up and read some more but it was time to pick up the kids. They were so excited and talked nonstop the entire way home about their parties. We took a couple of books and got on my bed and I started reading to them. The last thing I remember is both kids falling asleep and me laying on the bed sideways just looking at them and smiling. They look so peaceful, like angels, when they are sleeping. I woke up about two hours later to a weird, wet sensation on my feet. It was our dog, Bo, licking my feet, trying to wake me up because he had to go out. I couldn't believe I fell asleep so quickly. Guess I needed it. I felt fantastic and cleaned up the entire house. What a burst of energy! Paul was home and we had a great night together.

I woke up at 4:30 a.m. and started to get ready to drive to my parents. We would have left earlier but Shane didn't wake up until 8:00 a.m. The weather was wet but so much better than it would have been if we had left on Thursday. We pulled in right after lunchtime. After seeing my Mom's face when we arrived, I was so glad that we were there to help. You could just see the pain she was in. Dad came home a short time after we arrived and we had a nice evening together.

It's Saturday, October 29 and guess what!?! I'm 12 weeks! Finally, I'm getting ready to leave the first trimester. Tonight is the last night I have to take progesterone. Words cannot express how happy I will be to stop taking that. Here's hoping that it brings less morning sickness and I feel more energized.

Sunday was great. The kids and I went to church with Dad and he announced that I was pregnant. I told him that I was 12 weeks and it was okay to do so. Plus, anyone that takes a look is just going to know... I ended up watching nursery again at church but it was a great time. I was really organized and as I watched the kids and kept everything in order, I realized that I'm going to be okay with having three. Sunday night was really fun. The kids decided what type of faces they wanted on their pumpkins and we carved them. Mom was able to come into the dining room and watch. Dad helped me cut the tops off. Boy were the pumpkins thick. It took a while to clean them out and Shane wanted no part of that. He said, "No way, that's gross". Morgan helped a bit but then she said that Shane had the right idea. Let Mommy clean out the "gross" pumpkin.

It's Monday! Happy Halloween! The kids and I helped clean up the house, get the treats ready, etc. The kids were so excited! Morgan dressed up like Pocahontas and Shane was Bob the Builder. They were adorable! I almost made the same mistake I did the year before. We became so busy I almost forgot to take pictures. I stopped everything and took a few minutes and took pictures. I'm so glad that I did because there was no way later on that the kids would have let me take pictures. They were bouncing off of the walls. We visited Aunt Arlene's, Uncle Dale and Aunt Fran's, Grammy Jean, and two friends of the family. That was it. Shane didn't want to walk and I wasn't able to carry him much further. The town Mom and Dad live in is full of hills so let's just say I got a work out. We returned to Mom and Dad's and helped pass out candy. They had over 130 kids! Paul called and said that he only had 10. We had a nice evening because Nancy and Zack came to visit. The kids absolutely love Zack. He was dressed up like President Lincoln and looked like the real thing. Both kids fell asleep shortly after Nancy and Zack left. They were exhausted and so was Mommy.

Aunt Barb wanted me to visit her but she didn't want the kids to see her because, in her words, she looked horrible. I don't know if you remember me talking about Aunt Barb. She's my Aunt who stood by us throughout our entire trying to conceive journey and has cancer. She's not doing well. She's home with 24/7 nursing care. Dad was feeling a bit better so I was able to pop in a movie for the kids and visit with Aunt Barb. Morgan asked that I buy a flower and a balloon for Aunt Barb so that she knows that they love her and hoped that they could visit her soon. It about brought me to tears but I followed her instructions. I picked up Aunt Arlene so that she could visit with Aunt Barb also. We stopped off and got two pictures developed of the kids at Halloween for Aunt Barb. She really wanted to see them in the costumes. I held my breath as I walked through the door because I was told Aunt Barb wasn't looking well, she had lost tons of weight. They were right. It was so hard to see her so helpless when all I've ever known her as is a strong woman. I concentrated on looking into her eyes because I could still see that woman deep down inside of her. She was so excited to get the flowers and balloon and started to cry when she read the card. I gave her the pictures of the kids in their costumes and she was so excited to see what they looked like. I tried to leave about a half dozen times but she would grab my arm and say, "Please just sit and talk with me... I miss you". She didn't want me to leave and I got a knot in my stomach because my Grandma Shoop was the same way right before she died. I'm not going to think like that. My Aunt is a true miracle and only God knows when she's going home. What was precious was when Aunt Barb touched my tummy and told me that she was going to make it through to see this little one born. We looked at each other with tears in our eyes. She said this is your third and last. I didn't answer her. She looked at me and said, "This is your last baby right"!?! I told her that I wasn't sure; Paul and I did always want four. She looked at me and shook her head. I asked her if she were upset that we wanted four. She said "No". She wanted to be here to see all of my children born and if I have another one that'll be another two years or so. I told her that if she were too tired, she could be the one to pick out my fourth in Heaven for me. She smiled and said, "No, I want to be here to see all of your babies born. What I'm I supposed to do"? I said, "Live on forever". We both looked at each other half laughing, crying and she cussed at me laughing that I've always been the one to keep her moving along.

Wednesday we returned home and it was a long journey. It was foggy, raining and then there was sunshine. I was so upset to leave my parents house but so happy to be heading home to Paul. Our visits are always wonderful but it's sad leaving each other at the end.

Thursday I had my midwife appointment. I dropped the kids off at preschool and headed to my appointment. Everything looked great! The baby's heartbeat was 154 bpm. I asked about switching my prenatal vitamins. They aren't working as well as they did in the beginning. Cheri, my midwife, gave me three samples to try out. We'll see how they go. We talked about my blood count. Right now my count is 10.1, which is good for me. If I go to 8-9, they are going to put me on iron pills twice a day with a stool softener. I gather from my last two pregnancies that I will be starting that within the next two months. My count usually falls to 8 around my sixth month. We talked about vacation (if I can go or not). It will be six weeks after my c-section. If everything goes as planned, I'll be permitted to go with some restrictions. No worries. One of the most important things I learned is that some of the things I was feeling was caused by the progesterone supplements. Now that I'm done using them, the side effects should melt away. Here's hoping that they do. I ran some errands and then picked the kids up from preschool. We then headed to Shane's orthopedic doctor to get his cast off. Paul was going to meet us there. Shane's foot is fine but it didn't go so well. Shane screamed that we were taking off his cast but by the end of the evening, he was walking with a limp.

Friday, Paul was home and watched the kids as I headed out to the eye doctor's office. Everything went fine and I was getting really hungry by the end of the appointment. I stopped by McDonald's and I was craving a fish sandwich. I'll never do that again. After eating it, while I was picking up a few groceries, I became extremely sick. I never got sick but the fish sandwich didn't agree with me whatsoever. I'll never get another fish sandwich again...YUK!! I still was feeling horrible when I went to sleep. I hope that I feel better tomorrow.

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