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Week 8
~ Quality Time With Grandparents

It's Saturday and I'm 8 weeks today! I felt so good yesterday while doing errands. I felt alive, refreshed. Not today, I'm exhausted and I could barely get out of bed in the morning. I cheated a bit when the kids initially came into our bedroom. I turned on TV so that the kids could watch Disney and I could just lie there until I could find the strength to pull myself out of bed. I forgot that I had some of the muscles that were hurting. Guess I overdid it yesterday. How did I do that!?!? I ran around like I normally do. I guess I didn't take into account that I was carrying Shane all over the place and that alone would make anyone tired. Looks like today is a day of relaxing, crafts and a movie day. I'm so lucky that the kids are so cooperative but, I have to admit, lately there are times that I feel that I am shortchanging them because I'm so low on energy right now. I'm not able to go, go, go like I did before I was pregnant. I've talked with some of my friends who have had three or more children and they said that the fatigue should pass by week 12 or 13. I sure hope they are right.

It's Sunday and Paul just got in from work this morning around 3 a.m. I just got to bed right before he came home. I'm still waking up in the middle of the night. Hopefully, that pregnancy symptom will go away soon (but I'm not too sure about that). The kids and I will go to church and then we'll come home directly. Paul should be up by then and we have a nice lunch together. I was just about to walk out the door with the kids and Paul woke up and said he wanted to go to church. Fantastic! Everyone scrambled and we were able to get to church with 15 minutes to spare. We walked into church and I completely forgot that they combined the services together for 10 a.m. (we arrived at 10:45 a.m.). Oops! We decided that we'd make a special day of it and we went to Eat N Park for lunch. I was so hungry for the walnut strawberry spinach salad but they were out. I finally found something that I was truly hungry for and I couldn't have it… UGH! The waitress became a bit short with me because I couldn't find anything else appealing and I needed some more time. I told her that I had morning sickness but she just rolled her eyes. I just wanted to slap her upside her head because I knew what I was hungry for, they just didn't have it. She told me it "wasn't her fault…" but guess what… it wasn't mine either nor was it my fault that my pregnant stomach was being picky with what it wanted. Don't mess with a pregnant woman. I finally chose another salad with spinach and chicken. It was okay but it just didn't hit the spot. It didn't help that by the time that we got our food the kids were bouncing off of the walls and wanted to go outside and play. Oh well, we'll keep on working on getting the kids used to eating in public throughout the next few months. We used to take them out all of the time but got away from it and you could tell by how they were acting. We came home, changed, cleaned up a bit and had a family evening and then Paul left for work again that night. The kids and I went to bed pretty early because we were all tired.

Not much happened on Monday. I tried to clean in between getting sick and taking care of Shane. Shane didn't have a good day on Monday with his leg. He was getting upset that he couldn't do different things that he used to be able to do. He would try to walk and then he would fall. Poor Morgan tried so hard to help Shane but all he wanted was Mommy and she couldn't understand why he didn't want her. We took a nap and then got back up and played some games, colored, snuggled up and watched a Thomas movie. Shane was very excited because he took three steps across the living room. We called Mama and Pap to tell them the wonderful news. We took a picture of Shane and his cast and sent it off to Mama and Pap. He loves that it's orange! Too cute.

Tuesday was preschool and the kids were really excited to go, especially Shane. The director approved Shane going to school with his cast on his leg. He was walking a bit by Tuesday morning but not a lot. He prefers to scoot across the floor and/or crawl. He walks on carpet a bit but the classroom is tile so we'll see how it goes. I'll stick close to home today just in case things don't work out. I dropped the kids off, picked up a couple of groceries (milk, bread, yogurt) and came directly home. It was horrible at the grocery store because the smells were getting to me and I felt sick to my stomach. I forgot how much your sense of smell increases while pregnant. Usually chicken doesn't bother me but is sure did today. I about gagged walking down what I call the chemical aisle (laundry detergent, dryer sheets, etc.). The bakery smelled sickening sweet. I went home paid a few bills, and then it was time to pick up the kids. The kids and I took a much-needed nap and I woke up feeling refreshed.

Wednesday was an insane day. The phone kept ringing off of the hook and I honestly couldn't get a thing done. My parents were going to be arriving around 3:30 p.m. and my house was a mess. I cleaned the best I could and my parents arrived right on time. Shane was awake but Morgan was sleeping. Shane was bouncing up and down when he saw my parents pull into the driveway. I carried him out to their car and he jumped into my dad's arms squealing in delight. Morgan woke up a bit later and was so excited to see my parents. It's so wonderful when we're together. I wish we lived closer together but at least when we're together we have special, quality time. We talked, I started dinner, Paul came home and we had a nice evening together.

Thursday is preschool day and it was also my first OB appointment. Paul left for work, I got the kids ready for school and Mom and I drove them to preschool. We drove immediately to my first OB appointment. Actually I scheduled my first appointment with the midwife that works with my OB; I love both of them. My midwife walked into the room and we were greeted with hugs and tears of joy that I was finally pregnant. I gave her a rose with a card that said "We're baack". She giggled and we started discussing everything. We talked about my journey with my RE, what my plans were for this pregnancy, amnio, etc. It was really refreshing talking to my midwife because both my OB and midwife believe that moms understand their bodies and they listen to me, how I feel, my thoughts, etc. It's also wonderful that she knows my history and we didn't have to go through everything from the beginning. She gave me a slip to get more blood work done, a slip to get an ultrasound done in my 10th week to measure the baby's growth. I'm really excited because in week 18 I'm going to have a 3-D ultrasound! I've never had one before but I've heard that when you see the picture, it's just like you can reach out and touch your baby. Cool! My midwife wanted to see if we could hear the baby's heartbeat. My mom was sweet; she rubbed my belly and said, "Come on baby, Mama wants to hear you". It worked! We were able to hear the little bean at 8 weeks! It was really exciting. I looked over at my mom and she had tears in her eyes. It was a great first appointment. We headed to the hospital to get my blood work done and we were in and out right away. We ran some errands and headed home. Dad went with me to pick up the kids and they were excited to introduce him to their teachers. Paul came home early and helped me clean up a bit; I was really tired and needed to take a nap. That wasn't going to happen because the kids were so excited that my parents were there. We had a nice evening together.

We had big shopping plans for Friday and woke up to rain. It rained so hard all day. We headed out to the warehouse sale. I picked up a few items and only spent $16. We were soaked to the bone and we headed home. Mom and I ran out for some groceries and to baby shop a bit since we won't be able to do that for a long while. Mom is having knee replacement surgery done in just over a week and will probably be homebound for three months. We got home, had a warm drink and made dinner. It was nice to stay at home with the weather so horrible. It was also nice that I was able to relax a bit and my mom watched the kids so I could relax. We had a wonderful evening.

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