Good morning. I'm whiney, grumpy, cranky, achey, and gonna head back to bed. My husband is home...and he recomends it highly 
I think I might stay there all day.
Sure I have about 10 loads of laundry that SHOULD be done. And my kids will think I'm being rude.
But its been a VERY busy 4 weeks since Jamari came. And this mommy is declaring HOLIDAY 
Sooooooooooooooooooooooo if I'm not around today see you tomorrow.
Good morning. Random & silly thoughts today in no particular order.
Rob & I rocked the moon last night 
okay I know over sharing...and there the window closes on that one.
I was dragging SO badly yesterday afternoon. My kids ended up eating frozen bagel dogs for dinner. (puke icon here) My husband scrounged a can of chili, and I had 8 bites of chicken noodle soup. I thought women of 25 weeks pregnancy weren't supposed to care about food. But I STILL get grosed out big time by certain foods.
The girls were running around the house nakey last night waiting for their turn in the tub. And were entirely too funny! summersaults, nakey, etc. Kaylin came over to me, and I was naming body parts for her to find. And in a moment of insanity I asked her where her baby boobs were. She quickly found them. Then she went and lifted my shirt to find mine. Zeria came running over & giggled...she says "You don't have baby boobs...You have big milk boobs " Mommy died laughing. My mom would be horrified.
Girls headed to tub traded nakey girls for nakey boys. Samuel comes out all wrapped up in a towel. And I said NAKEY BOY! A game we've played for a long time. He grinned & dropped his towel. I did the appropriate fake scream...AAAAAAAAAAAAH your nakey. All part of the ritual. Then he started wagging himself at me. I completely lost it I was laughing so hard & covering my face. He covered himself back up & says Mom you can look at me now I think I'm gonna ditch that ritual hehehehehehehehe
Okay now you know way more then you wanted to know about my family HUH! 
I have 3/4's of a mind to skip church today I'm so tired. But as that's not a very good reason, I'll go.
Father God, I thank you for laughter, and for the fun I had even when I was so tired. I ask for your energy today, and your love. I ask that Samuel would stay dry in Sunday School, and that the kids would learn more about you. In your sons name, Amen
No news yet...as the midwife's office is not open for another half hour. I will wait until 9;15 to call. So 45 minutes before I become a royal pain in the a$$.
Something to focus on for now. Jamari! He's almost walking. He will take 4 or 5 steps. But he'd prefer to run, so gets going too fast, and falls. Soooooooooon 
And my crazy girls. This is the day Kaylin decorated her toes....and she wore her shirt like that ALL day. Every time I put it on right...she pulled it back over her head. Don't ask me. I'm just the mom
Father God, I thank you for this day. For the unexpected gift of Rob being home. I ask that you would help my stomache not to hurt too badly today. I pray that the midwife will get the info about the ultrasound asap. And that everything will be okay. I ask for my mom & dad & brothers & sisters as they go on their miny vacation today that they would enjoy each other and focus on family, instead of all the other things they've been focusing on. In your sons name Amen
Well...the ultrasound tech....was possibly worse then the last visit. Same guy *sigh* MORE PAIN! I still hurt 3 hours later. 
He informed me about 3/4's of the way through the ultrasound that he had to go talk to the doctor to see if their was anything else he needed to do..."just routine" Well....he's never done it before. So my mommy instinct when into panic zone. Though was praying hard and trying not to panic.
Keep in mind this ultrasound tech NEVER lets you see the picture, so I can't even focus on the baby.
He comes back. Gets me in tears (literally) because he was pushing so hard in my pelvis area. And then says hang on I have to go back to the doctor. Okay now I've LOST it!
He could tell I was upset. He said whats wrong? I said...I'm trying not to freak here. He said talk to me. I said. No! My husbands a nurse, I know you will NOT tell me anything. He said just relax HAHAHAHAHA
He left the room. And I cried in earnest tears streaming down my face. Got myself under control by the time he comes back.
He comes in with a resident. Resident says...that everything looks normal. There just having a hard time getting a measurement of the babies head. They think its the equipment though. (whatever) Everythings fine he says...and leaves. The ultrasound tech cleans me off with the towel--did you know that you can HURT somebody with a towel. Well you can, its happened to me twice now. *sigh*
So....do I believe the resident. I guess I have to. I made it to the van before I cried again. Then prayed on my way to McD's to pick up my kids who are playing there with grandma. They are just leaving (long story) and think they get to go to grandma's house. I'm not willing to argue with them. LOL I cry telling my mom. I'm so stinking worried that the resident is just pacifying me. She says call your midwife make her find out whats going on. So I tell her bye leave the kids with her, and go to find a pay phone.
Pull up to a pay phone, and a lady gets out in front of me and starts talking on it. *sigh*
Drive another half a mile to look for a different pay phone. Get out. Use the Calling Card to call DH (Its long distance) Have to dial the stupid calling card number 3x before I hit all the digets right. hehe Bawl on the phone to him too. (gotta love being prego) He says CALL the midwife. So I get off put my .50 in to call midwife. Get a wrong number. 
Find another .50 put it in the phone. Get the receptionist. Calmly explain that I'm worried would appreciate knowing what is going on. She says probably I won't be able to find out tell tomorrow, (they are open) so call then if I don't get a call back.
Get something to eat and drive to my moms. Get my kids come home realize the computer has turned itself online. So they could not get through to me. Call and talk to the receptionist. She says no we definitely can't find anything out right now. Call tomorrow. Okay...I've calmed down enough that I can wait 'til tomorrow (reasonably well) Get off the phone. Get online. Answering machine online service comes on. Its the midwife. She says I quote...."I think its reasonable that you wait until tomorrow to find out the results of your ultrasound."
Okay...how incredibly rude is that statement? This is NOT the midwife I like. I prefer the other one. Now I know why....Gotta start praying that I go into labor on my other midwifes working days. (worked last time lol)
So waiting 'til tomorrow to find out any news. Gonna be a long night.
On a different note...I have to share this picture I doctored of Kaylin.
Good morning. Yesterday ended up being a pretty good day after all. With the exception of the very end of it. Had a spat with dh. But *sigh* that too will pass.
I've finally found a way to comfort Jamari. Which has made me immensely happy! If I flip him over onto his stomache and lay him on my legs & pat his rear he soothes fairly quickly. Its not as snuggly as I'd like...but at least he's letting me soothe him...so I'll be content with that. (for now)
I got up before I woke up this morning, and am struggling to think.
I have an ultrasound today, and quiet frankly I'm terrified of it. I've downplayed WHY I have it, because I wasn't allowing myself to think on it. Last night I did think about it...and finally shared my fears with Rob. To find out he had the same fears. Oh that didn't help any lol.
The reason for this particular ultrasound is the fact that the ultrasound tech got a mis-measurement on the baby's head (last time) Now that ultrasound tech for those of you who remember was a JERK. With a capital J. He sat there on the phone and argued with his mechanic for over 10 minutes while I lay on the bed with my over-full bladder & back hurting. Never mind the fact that he was almost a half hour behind schedule to get me to begin with. He also PUShED & hurt me a LOT when he was doing it. *sigh* So, I'm hoping he just was a crummy ultrasound tech and the measurements he took were a result of a VERY lazy man. The other reasons they could be wrong...are all too scarey to think about. Maybe my babies not growing quite right, maybe there's something really wrong.....I know quit thinking that way, but its so incredibly hard NOT to.
And of course the ultrasound tech will be CLOSED mouthed, so I won't find anything out about the ultrasound 'til Tuesday when I have my midwife appointment. *sigh*
Okay dropping my shoulders (releasing the tension) and moving on. Slowly. I've been dropping my shoulders a LOT lately. Reminds me of when Kaylin was a newborn. I was constantly having to tell myself to RELAX! I guess an adoption is more like a birth after all. So much second guessing of parenting styles every time you add a new child. So much worrying that your causing permanent damage. etc, etc.
"Trust in the Lord, with all your heart, and lean not unto your own understanding, IN ALL YOUR WAYS acknowledge Him, and HE SHALL DIRECT your paths." Proverbs 3:5&6
Clinging to that verse today.
Father God, I claim peace from you. I ask that this ultrasound tech would be nice. I pray that she/he would NOT be closed mouthed, but instead would tell me babies healthy. (please God) I ask for the babysitter arrangements today that everything would go smoothly. And that my kids would have fun. I thank you for your love. And I'm clinging to you for comfort today. In your sons name, Amen
My miracle...
Background first. Rob traded a lady so he could get a extra day off when his brother was here. Normally Friday he does NOT work. But instead he has to work to do the shift he traded for. So that meant he was gonna be working from Friday (leaving house around noon) until 10 pm that night. Spending the night at work, and be back on shift at 5 am. So we would not have seen him until 3:30 or so Saturday.
I was a LOT bit panicky about spending that much time with the kids this new into the addition of another member. Though had come to grips with how I was gonna cope. I know that doesn't seem like that long...except Rob does so much around this house, and an extra adult is just a relief when their are 2 or 3 babies crying.
Anyhow, a co-worker just got back from vacation and she is looking to pick up some extra shifts. As Rob has done a bunch of overtime and doesn't need the money for the Saturday shift, he offered to let her have it. He's gonna be home Friday night, and we get a extra holiday
When he told me I started crying...it was such a incredible relief!!!
