Update

I went into labour on Sunday morning at 2am, dilated to 3-4cm by late morning, and then stopped progressing. We went to the hospital 3 times in one day (Sunday) and last night once, but wasn't progressing again, but still having painful contractions. So I got a shot of Demerol for the pain, came home and went to bed.

I'm exhausted. I don't care if it happens now or in 3 weeks, but why would I start labour, then stop. They won't "help" it either because it's still early. It makes sense but it's frustrating. So now we wait. At least I know I can't be pregnant forever.

Today

Is one of "those" days.

The girls are constantly fighting and whining about something, and NOT listening so someone is always in a time out. It's wearing me out and i'm already huge and exhausted plus I have to carry Jayci around if she can't get somewhere. I did try to escape just for a minute and they just follow me.

I know i'm complaining. I normally try not to complain because I love being a mom but man, today is a hard one.

Just tell me it's ok and i'm not alone.

It's okay though. Tomorrow is a new day, right?

Another injury

No not me this time. ha.

As if we don't have enough drama going on in this house lately. It wouldn't be a normal month for us without something though!

Jayci and Kyla were jumping off the stairs into a pile of pillows and blankets (not my idea) while I was running around like a mad woman getting everyone ready to take Kyla to school. I told them to stop or someone's going to get hurt, did they listen? no. So I was brushing my teeth, heard a loud bang, and Jayci screaming. I ran out and she totally missed the pillows and blankets when she landed and hurt her foot. I didn't find out until later but Kyla said she jumped from the top stair! That's 7 stairs she cleared...

Crazy child.

Anyways all day she couldn't even stand on it or move it, and was crying in pain constantly and I had to carry her around, I felt so bad. I didn't want to take her to the hospital, ugh I hate the dang hospital. So I waited for Dust to get home from work and he took her in and luckily it was just a sprain. Yay!

So now it's all wrapped up. It's so sad her foot is so tiny to be in a bandage. But they were in and out within an hour and half, and up here, that is a miracle. I'm glad we got it checked, it's better safe than sorry right? Especially when it comes to my girls.

So she's okay. Just add this onto our list of trips to the hospital! Who's next?

Let's hope it's me when I go into labor... by the way this baby is seriously going to fall out. I'm so low and so heavy, it's like and angled watermelon ready to shoot out. Seriously.

Maternity pics

I had to improvise not being able to get some done by anyone "professional".

Thanks Jill for helping me out and taking them!

Ps: Lets celebrate for pretty much making it to 35 weeks!! Eat it, doctor "you'll-never-make-it-to-35-weeks"

I made it. ha. And i'll make it many more. Well lets hope not MANY but a few...

and if I jinxed myself and go into labour in the next two days. I'll kill someone.

I guess i'm large

I always read these things of what not to say to a pregnant person, and I just think if people ask they obviously aren't thinking and are just trying to make conversation about your pregnancy.

Today I had my own experience with it. Dustin and I were in the mall in a store (the first time out of the house since my "accident" and I did pretty well, considering. ha) Anyways this younger girl who works there came up and this was our conversation,

Worker girl: "Oh you look like you must be due soon!?"

I smile, she continues "Like within a few days eh!?"

Me kind of jokingly: "Actually in 5 weeks, but thanks!" ....as in thanks for making me feel huge! ha

Well you think after that she'd stop and kind of feel bad right?....

Worker girl: "Oh wow, are you having twins then?!"

Me: "Um no... but I did last time."

and the rest was a blur, I think she walked away or said something else to us but I was kind of out of it. I will never wear that shirt again, and if I didn't feel huge before I definitely do now!

I wasn't mad, it was just funny how people really don't think before they speak.

So I just thought it was funny for me to actually experience the things people say to pregnant women after reading so many of those types of things lately, and not having that experience this pregnancy yet.

By the way Kyla said we are naming the baby, Doke.

Cute eh?

Don't laugh

I have the WORST luck, and things always happen to me!

This morning was a little traumatic. It involved A LOT of blood and me in an ambulance on oxygen, with an IV in each arm going to the hospital.

Now let me tell the story, it's so dumb and if your not into the TMI, well then it's not for you. But you should suck it up and read it anyways because it's worth it, plus I NEED to document this.

First let me say. The baby is ok! Before I scare you and make you worry too much.

I was going to jump in the shower this morning to get ready to take Kyla to school as it had been a couple days of not showering, I needed one badly. As I was stepping over the side of the tub to get in, (one leg in and one leg out) I slipped. Not sure how, but I fell hard. Pretty much got kicked in the hoo-ha with the side of the tub. (So I was straddling it, if you don't get it) It hurt like a mother! I ended up on the floor of the tub with the water running on me. I was yelling in so much pain. I stood up and saw blood, everywhere! Pouring out of me.

I started freaking out. Screamed for Kyla, and told her to get me the phone but also tried to stay calm. Of course she was terrified because of all the blood, but I kept trying to talk to her and tell her I was ok. She freaks when there is blood anytime, so I knew she was worried. I tried to figure out what to do because it was bleeding, alot, and not stopping and I didn't know where the blood was coming from, since I can't see past the belly, that didn't help, so I knew I had to call 911. So I did. The lady said not to move. Well I was totally naked holding a towel on my "area" to try and stop the bleeding so I told Kyla to pass me my shirt and to take the girls to her room to play, so she did. But I had to get the front door unlocked for the paramedics and it was too frozen for Kyla, so I had to go downstairs. I threw on my shirt and walked downstairs, still holding the towel on it, while frantically calling people to come watch my kids and Dustin of course who didn't answer, so I text him. I called a couple friends and no one was answering! Luckily the paramedics came in the door (they were fast!) and my friend Becky called back thank goodness, I told her to come over quick, so she said she'd be right over. Dustin also called right then and I just told him I fell and i'm bleeding and i'm going to the hospital and to come there. He left work immediately.

The paramedics wanted to make sure I didn't hit my head or anything and checked my blood pressure and I was ok, so they got me on a stretcher and told me that a couple of them would wait with the kids till Becky came. So I told them to go get Kyla so I could talk to her before we left. She came down and the poor thing looked so scared, as i'm laying on a stretcher ready to go to the hospital. So I told her i'm ok, and I have to go to the doctor, and she started crying but I could tell she was trying to be so brave. I felt so bad. She was so good though and Becky walked in the door right as we pulled away in the ambulance.

SO i'm in the ambulance and they had the blood pressure thing on me, and all of the sudden I got really light headed and my blood pressure dropped to 80 over 2o-something. They grabbed the IV and Oxygen and were trying to get some fluids in me. Then they decided to do a second IV in my other arm. I was so out of it, and all I could hear was "Mindy keep your eyes open." It was crazy. I must have lost a lot of blood.

Anyways we got to the hospital and I was doing a little better, my blood pressure came up and the IV's kept stopping and wouldn't keep flowing, but I was ok so they got me up to maternity and turned me over to them.

Dustin showed up minutes later. The baby was ok thank goodness, moving and everything, no contractions and the heart rate was good. So yay for that. I was releived. Just the thought of being a week too early to deliver here and having to be flown out etc etc. But I didn't freak out and didn't want to worry until I knew what was going on.

Well the doctor came in and checked me, I wasn't bleeding anymore since I didn't take the towel off the entire time. She wanted to make sure everything was ok internally and find out where I was bleeding from and turns out.... I had an inch tear on my labia. Yep I ripped myself open. Which I kind of figured I did because I could feel it. But of course I was worried about the baby, because any kind of fall when pregnant that ends up in bleeding, can be scary. I wasn't too worried though and could tell it was on the outside because it hurt, and stung and I remembered that feeling from after delivering Kyla. They didn't stitch me because it was already closing on it's own and they didn't want to put me through the pain of it all.

So I feel like an idiot.

You know, it's just one of those common things, where you fall and rip your va-j-j open and bleed everywhere and end up in the hospital!! My sisters like, "your so stupid!" ha.

What a freak accident and of course it had to happen to me and yes i'm blogging about it. So i'm in pain and can't move. I feel like I just had a baby trying to heal, but have no baby!

I hope this helps other women out there and brings some awareness and prevents it from happening to them. Just kidding. I have to laugh now because I always have these things happen to me! It could have been so much worse and i'm so lucky. Let's pray for no more drama for the next few weeks.

Only me right?

Ok, now you can laugh.

Love.

I wanted to get a picture of the 3 of them before this baby comes.

I sure love these faces.

They are my favorite.

Life is so fun

No it's not really. It's kinda gay around here.

I'm pretty much the grouch of the century and my kids are just crazy as always, and my husband is trying to comprehend that this is his life. (I think anyways.)

I'm trying to get this house ready for the 6th member of our family. (I did write 5th and had to delete it and put 6th, just thought i'd share that). I have been cleaning dressers and corners that have been neglected for long enough that we won't put a time on it, and laundry, holy crap LAUNDRY. I know what your thinking, it's only going to get worse! I need more dressers around here. I bought more laundry baskets, so I have one in pretty much every corner of the house so i'm hoping that makes a difference. Plus trying to constantly keep up with the messes these girls make, and regular house work on top of it all. I finally feel like i'm getting somewhere though. I was thinking it might be nesting, but don't you need energy for it to be called nesting? Mines kind of forced. I'm just preparing for this baby to come early, just in case. If I go further, then great!

Here are some of the latest highlights since your probably sick of hearing about me and the pregnancy...

Kyla is well... Kyla. Her latest thing is to mock me. She copies what I say and says it with this little snarky voice and tilts her head back and forth, blinks uncontrollably and laughs. Clearly making fun of me. But it gets better, when i'm being serious I guess I make this face with my eye brows raised and my eyes widen, Dustin always makes fun of it too, and she will make the face back at me and move her mouth as if she is talking and she pretty much looks like a nerd but she is totally making fun of my face expression and how I say things. She thinks it's hilarious and Dustin got a kick out of it last night because he's like, "well that's what you look like!" It is not. They are both lying.

Jayci and Presley and just getting too smart. They talk in full sentences, know all their colors, numbers and are even learning what words start with what letters. We can thank Kyla for this, since that is all she talks about lately. Their imaginations are so funny and they are just crazy little girls. They are obsessed with who's a boy and who's a girl and tell us what everyone is.

We started a new tradition this last week. Dustin does the grocery shopping (he cooks too have I ever mentioned that? he's pretty awesome) and it's usually in the evening if it's a smaller list, actually even if it's a long list. So we started letting the girls go one at a time with him while he goes. Kyla has gone a few times but the other night we let Presley go and she was so excited. She loved every minute of it. Of course Jayci wasn't to happy she couldn't go and Kyla was also disappointed but they got over it. They were gone maybe an hour and I put Jayci and Kyla to bed since it was their bedtime and Presley had a huge nap that day so I knew she would be up later anyways. When Dustin came through the door Jayci ran down the stairs so fast, yelling "Presley's Home!" over and over and ran and gave her the biggest hug as if she hadn't seen her in years. It was so funny. Pres was so proud of the food they bought and showed us all. It was so cute.

I read in the book I bought about twins and giving them separate time and attention because it's easy to just treat them as a unit, which I totally get. So I think this is something small we can do for that. This book is awesome by the way, i'm just starting it and i've learned so much, and a lot of it is simple and common sense but it's a great reminder because I think as moms we worry so much about doing things the "right" way, when really it's common sense and we need to use our better judgment on things for our own children.

Anyways i'll let you know when i'm a master mom, i'll tell you what your all doing wrong. ha just kidding. But seriously this book is really good, so go buy it.

We took the girls swimming this weekend with just us, and we had so much fun. The water was so warm, so I was super happy! Kyla is a fish, and Presley was quick to follow but Jayci took over an hour before she felt comfortable leaving the edge with us holding her. They were all in life jackets, but we had them in the deeper end of the kids pool where they couldn't touch and we would take them out away from the edge and swim with them, but Jayci was not having it for a while. She finally warmed up to it and after that she did great! I need to get Kyla in swimming as soon as possible, or as soon as I want to leave the house once a week and take all the kids... ya i'm kind of selfish that way.

Well that's about it. I have little pictures these days. Unless you want to see the girls doll obsession. K fine i'll show you. This is what Jayci and Presley did last week while Kyla was at school. They do this all the time and this is what they fight over and play with constantly. So it's a win lose situation because they are so busy with them all the time but they also fight over who gets what etc etc.

Snow White (missing her dress) on the end is my favorite.

That's all.

Sorry I never told you what the book is. I wrote about it in a previous post, it's called "The Big Book of Parenting" by Michelle Borba.

Oh I totally forgot to tell you the most exciting thing lately. I finally found a diaper bag! I've looked at a million sites for way too long, and even at large purses because that's actually what I use now, and it's been great but it's almost too big and it's kind of falling apart. I'm into the black and white, and wanted something still girl-ish since i'm the one using it. So I scored this weekend on this Fleurville diaper bag and got 70% off!! I paid $40 for it. Which is pretty much the cheapest i've seen anything decent out there. SCORE!

I LOVE IT.