My baby countdown ticker? I think it's stuck? I have a friend who is a month ahead of me and her ticker is at 81 days...and I'm still stuck at 106. Obviously when you do the math, it all adds up...but I must say, I'm pretty sure her countdown is going far faster than mine...like I go look at her ticker daily just to punish myself...or for lack of something better to do...I'm not sure which. Maybe it's just getting under that 100 mark that makes the difference? Well I'll be doing a little dance about 6 days from now!
If you remember, I wasn't thrilled that this little guy was in fact a guy upon finding out 5 weeks ago BUT now I can't imagine it being a girl AND I'm finding that my BABY boy Asher is on his way out while some new insane boy is coming forth. His latest thing is saying "Whatever Mom!"...where did he learn that? Crazy and nutso are also his favorite words. Today in the car, Ayris told him he was crazy, to which he responded "I am not crazy! I am NUTSO NUTSO NUTSO in the head!" So apparently, there is in fact, a difference between being crazy and nutso. Needless to say, I'm excited about potentially having another sweet little boy who will fit into the mama's boy vision that I have in my head...and that Asher used to fill. Because I'm pretty sure I've lost both kids for the time being. Chris is their favorite. They love him more. And believe me, Ayris' reason for loving him more is totally conceivable. It's his hair. He has WAY better hair than I do. Luckily, that reasoning isn't good enough to make me care. But I must say...it is TOTALLY awesome to do everything for your children and then realize that you're only going to be their favorite when they're sick...which, like I told Chris is a total bonus...it makes sense that I'd get to be the favorite when it entails all the work...like cleaning up puke, or getting up in the middle of the night, etc. And don't get me wrong...Chris does all of those things (luckily, we haven't had these issues for a while though!) but I just think it's funny that the mom gets to be the favorite when it entails all the things that go unappreciated at any other time (taking care of them, cleaning up after them, etc).
In other news, the weather super sucks out today. We had to take Chris to the airport and saw semi's along with numerous cars in ditches, etc. As we were getting ready to leave, Chris was like, Asher is wearing his sister's pink coat? To which I responded, yes...we're just taking you to the airport...no one is going to see him. After getting in the car and seeing all the wrecks, I rethought my decision to wear flip flops. It seemed like a good idea at the time because we'd just be driving to the airport and back so really, I didn't need my shoes...but then I began to imagine getting into a car wreck and having to stand out in the 5 feet of snow in my flip flops...that didn't necessarily appeal to me but there was nothing I could do about it now. After dropping Chris off, I decided we needed to get something to eat because I was getting that feeling that I could pass out at any minute (I usually get it after taking a really hot shower or if it's been more than like 4 hours since I've eaten...I'm thinking this boy might an Asher like appetite!) so I told the kids we were going to DRIVE THRU McDonalds...so they'd know that we weren't doing the playland. Of course, Ayris said we needed to go to the playplace because "MOM!! We have our socks on!!!" (there've been many times they didn't have socks on so I told them they couldn't go...cuz it's a rule...but lo and behold...McDonalds actually sells socks now for the playplace--I'm not kidding!)...so I caved and said we could go in...afterall, starting tomorrow we will be stuck in the house for a bare minimum of 3-4 days so we can potty train Asher...so the least I could do is let them have some fun at the playplace. One of the main reasons I didn't want to go in in the first place was because of my flip flops...people look at you weird when you're out in your flip flops during a snow storm. And of course, an old man had to comment about how weather appropriate my shoes (or lack thereof) were...but after explaining that I was just going to drop off my husband and then head straight home...but then was pressured into the playplace by the kids, he understood. None the less, the point of this entry was the texts Chris and I sent back shortly after getting to the playplace:
Chris: Are you home now?
Me: No, we are at the McDonalds Playplace so I of course look like a total idiot in my flip flops
Chris: Well stand next to Ash. With his purple socks, blue sandals and pink jacket, no one will notice your flip flops.
HAHAHA. That just made me laugh outloud. It didn't even phase me that I had Asher out in his sisters purple polka dot socks, his blue crocs and his sisters bright pink coat. So basically, Ayris was the only normal looking one today...although she had her crocs on too. And yes, people...they are sandals...but at least they had their socks on with them...be it purple or not (laundry is currently being done!)...again, I wasn't envisioning everyone trampling around in the snow today!
I guess that's all for now...I'm tired and need a nap. I'm pretty sure I got up 4-5 times last night to pee...that seems to have been the case now for the past few weeks...lets hope baby boy realizes he's got another good 4 inches he can move upward. Seemingly, I've noticed boys like to hang out low...I've mentioned that hiccups are my favorite thing...with Ayris, I would let everyone in the office feel when she had them...with Asher, they were always down by my crotch...so having others feel them wasn't as common...and I'm pretty sure as I'm typing this, baby boy is kneading my bladder with his tiny little toes...no kidding.
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