BED...REST...

Those are two words that I never thought that I would hear.

Now first of all let me just say that I am more than willing to do what ever it takes to get this little baby here safe and sound!!

With that being said...

Bed Rest sucks!!

After a normal visit to the Doc last week, he wasn't happy about a 1 cm growth after 3 weeks.

So off to the hospital we go to have another ultrasound.

The baby is growing just fine. He looks healthy and happy! Yea!!

But the fluid around his little body is too low...

and he has wiggled and moved until he has a cord wrapped around his little neck, twice...

So back to the Doc we go...

His words...

"I am not going to say Bed rest,

but I want you to do only what you have to do!"

He asked me if I have been doing too much,

"Umm, yes, I guess."

I have been running 4 to 6 kids around everyday.

I have been still doing photoshoots.

I have been doing a million other things.

"Well now its time to STOP," says my husband!

I hate HATE relying on others... I hate having to ask for help...

I hate having to watch my mom clean my house!

But I am and it sucks...

On a good note, Coco and I finally got to watch New Moon on Saturday.

While my husband took the girls golfing all day!

I haven't had to cook dinner or go to the grocery store. Which is sooo nice!

We go back to the Doc tomorrow, have another ultrasound, and a non-stress test.

I am keeping my fingers crossed that everything looks okay, so that I can get ready for this little baby!

I have the best grandparents...

It's true!! I really, really do.

Now some may think that I am bias. See, I only have this one set of living grandparents. But who would need any more. Anyone else would pale in compairison to them. Let me tell you why...

Yesterday was a awful, horrible, very bad day. I had a horrible weekend. I felt sad.

I cried a lot. I am blaming it on a lot of different circumstances, pregnancy hormones, the gloomy weather, me falling down like a clumsy idiot...

I really could go on and on... but I won't!

Yesterday it just got worse. I felt like I couldn't breath. I felt like just crawling in bed and giving up!

And then I got a phone call from my grandma.

Now I think that we are in tune, in perfect sync.

How did she know that I needed to talk to her?

How did she know that just hearing her voice was going to make me feel better?

I don't know how she knew, but I am sure glad that she did.

The minute I heard her voice, the tears started rolling down my cheeks. And she knew... and I told her about my horrible weekend. And I cried and she cried. And then we laughed, we laughed when I told her about me falling down, because it really was funny! And we laughed, a lot, when she asked about the puppy and I told her that I stepped in her poop with my bare feet the night before!

And then she told me that she loved me and that she missed me. And then she told me that she made my baby boy 2 baseball blankets. And then she gave the phone to my grandpa and he told me that he loved me and that they can't wait to see us! He told me that everything will be okay and that it was 78 degrees where he was...(but I am not sure if that made me feel better;)

And then I made him promise to have my grandma home when I went into labor.

And He said that he would.

You see, with both of the girls, my grandma was with me the entire day while I was in labor. With Aniston she helped me clean my house, she wanted me to lay on the couch, but I insisted that we clean instead. And with Emerson we were shopping in Walmart. She thought that I was going to have her in the grocery isle, but again I insisted that I get everything on my list, because I wasn't going to get to shop for a week or two.

And then we hung up and I felt like I could breath.

I felt so much better. Things really didn't seem so bad.

You see, they really are the best!!

I love you both and I can't wait to see you in a couple of weeks!!

Thanks for making my day not so bad!!

And just for them, I am announcing that I am OFFICIALLY on maternity leave. I am only doing a few photography sessions over the next few weeks and then I am done.

Friday Favorites...

I used to do 10 things on Tuesday... Some days 10 things is too much...Especially for my pregnant brain... So how about some of my favorite things on Friday?

I love This blog...

it has soooo many good ideas to make things from all over the web. I just wish that I felt like making stuff right now!

Holidays revolving around candy...

Valentines Day...

Easter...

I am in love with chocolate...

and I think that the baby really likes it too! (wink, wink)

Lost...

The season that was suppose to be about answers,

is just producing more questions...

But I love it!

Weekends...

Me and my Hubby cuddling on the couch,

watching the Time Travelers Wife!

A clean house...

(maybe I should stop blogging and start cleaning)

And

Speaking of cleaning...

My favorite weapon of choice is

Mr. Clean's Magic Erasers.

These babies clean everything!!

if you haven't used them you should!

31 weeks and counting...

31 weeks...31 weeks...31 weeks...

Really?

I am not sure where the time went. I sure the heck am not prepared for 31 weeks. If everything goes similar to the girls in 7 weeks the baby could be here...

What the Heck!!!!

I am not ready for a baby...yet!

We did have another ultrasound and he is still a boy. The Dr. said that I was measuring small, but the ultrasound said that he was measuring right on. I have to admit that I was a little nervous about him not being a boy. I am still in shock that we are, in fact, having a boy. But I have began to buy boy fabric and I am going to start making our little guy some things.

I am starting to feel uncomfortable and at times I complain about it to my husband. But the truth is that I am loving every minute of it. I love to feel him get the hiccups everynight. I love that he wiggles and moves like crazy all day long. I love to watch the girls faces light up when he "kicks" their little hands. I am just really enjoying everyday of it, well maybe not the crazy heartburn that I have been having everytime I eat, but for the most part I love it all.

We are on the countdown now. I am going to miss being pregnant, but I can't wait to meet this little guy!!

I am one of "those" people.

I am one of those dog people.

You know, the ones who take their little dogs everywhere.

The ones that buy silly little outfits for them. (just kidding, I haven't done this)

The ones that let them sleep with them. (just kidding, she doesn't sleep with us either)

But I did have to take her to the vet and I spent $45.00 on an office visit and antibiotics.

I don't spend that much when I take my girls to the doctor!

It's silly what a cute little doggie will do to you!

My little Valentines...

I have been so busy taking other peoples pictures that I haven't gotten any of my own children...

What a horrible mother I am!

So we went out on Friday. Emerson participated for approximately 10 mintues and then we were done...

But that's okay...they're still the cutest!

We spent Valentines Day together, helping Dad get his store ready to open.

It was great!

We ate way too many sugar cookies and Reces peanut butter hearts!

I love my little Valentines!!

My baby...

Last night we were getting ready for bed and this is how it went down...

Me: What jammies do you want?

How about this princess nightgown?

Emerson: Babies don't wear nightgowns!

Me: But your not a baby, your a big girl.

Emerson: NO! Me a baby, me your baby!

Me: I thought you were my big girl?

(during which she crawls off her bed and is now laying in my lap on the floor)

Emerson: NO! Me want to be your baby until baby brother comes.

Then me will be your big girl!

Me: Ohhhh!!!

Me to myself: This is going to be interesting...

as excited as she is about the baby,

I am afraid that jealously is lurking on our horizon...

As crazy as life seems at times...

at the end of the day,

these two make everything worth while!!