Peanut Butter Playdough

I've had a hard time, lately, coming up with fun afternoon activities for Logan because I'm just so pregnant. I'm most tired in the afternoons and it's getting harder and harder to sit on the ground with her and play. I wish I could take credit for this genius idea, but I found it through some random blogger. When I ran across this idea I thought, "brilliant! it's something we can sit (at a table) and do together on the porch, she'll enjoy it and if she eats it, it won't make her sick."

I had thought about trying play dough with her, but I'm just not ready to have to monitor how much of it makes it into her mouth. This was easy to make and she could eat as much of it as she wanted to so it doubled as our afternoon snack!

"I hummy (hungry) so I eee (eat) it mommy!"

Recipe:

1/4 c. honey

1/2 c. peanut butter

1 c. powdered sugar

Mix together until well blended with an electric blender (unless you're really brave and want to let your little one have at it with their hands...I'm just not).

Sweet Saturday

Mike has the rare weekend off and has been studying for his midterms most of the day but we took a few minutes to take a quick walk as a family this afternoon. Logan and I cleaned some of her closet out this week and found this hat; while she's usually not a hat person, she's been walking around with this one on for a little while and it made for a nice sun shade while we walked. Maybe the walking will trigger this little guy? Mike and I are going out on our last date for a while tonight so if he could wait until that's all done with, we'd be pleased. :) Can't help but wonder if this will be our last Saturday as a family of three.

39 Weeks and 2 Year Well Visit

Today, I'm 39 weeks pregnant and this week I've officially been more pregnant than I've ever been before. I had Logan at 38 weeks and 2 days, so this guy has her beat at staying put longer (though, I'm sure she would have had we not evicted her). I definitely feel VERY pregnant and I don't think he's got much room left to grow. Other than normal contractions (all. day. long.) that usually aren't painful--just annoying, I'm not showing any of the tell tale signs of labor so it really could be any time. Trying to enjoy every last minute of just having one baby before we turn our world upside down.

We also had Logan's 2 year well visit today! She was so excited to be going to her own "doc" instead of mommy's. She actually said to the nurse, "this my doc, not mommy's doc." She wasn't quite as fond of the nurse when she got her two vaccinations, but at least she was friendly with her at first. We really love the Dr. we've started seeing regularly there and will be sad if we can't convince them to take Tricare (which we probably won't be able to) when we have to switch over in a few weeks/months after Mike is commissioned.

Logan is 26 pounds and 33 inches tall. She's right between the 45-50 percentile in both so she's just about average. Though, the Dr. says she looks like she may be a petite one. Considering she's just now growing out of 18 month clothing and is still wearing a shoe size fit for a 12 month old, I'd say the Dr. may just be right for now. Developmentally she's on track with a 3-3 1/2 year old. She's speaking in full sentences, completely potty trained, can follow several commands in sequence, eats with a spoon and fork by herself making minimal messes, can count to five by herself (and to ten with help), memorizes stories and can retell them, has a few bible verses memorized, knows several songs by memory, can mimic drawing lines on paper, and even recognizes her name in written form. In fact, she was looking at the chart the Dr. had given us that had her name printed on it and pointed it out and said, "that's my name!" I had to explain to the Dr. that we have quite a bit of personalized stuff for her and I'm sure that's why she can recognize it. Thankfully, she actually talked and interacted with the Dr. this time...usually I tell the Dr. all of the things L can do and she just sits there making me look like I'm a crazy mother, but she showed off a little today.

I told Logan we'd get chick-fil-a for lunch today after the Dr. as her reward and as soon as the nurse finished her shots, Logan looked at me and tearily asked, "mom, I get my chick-a-le now? I good girl?" and then put her hand on her leg and said, "mommy, it hurts berry bad." So yes, she got her chick-fil-a after we stopped at target for some "puh-puh bin-maids" (princess bandaids) to take the place of the big blue boy bandaids they stuck on her.

38 Week Appointment Update

We went back to the Dr. today to check and see if baby boy decided to flip back to breech and as it turns out, he's decided to cooperate and stay put! I'm having a ton of contractions every day, some are painful others are just annoying and I'm dilated to about a 2 1/2 so it could be any day now. I know it seems nuts but we have Logan's 2 year well appointment on Friday and next weekend Mike meets with his hybrid class all of Friday afternoon/evening and all day Saturday so if he could stay put through those things, we'd be set and ready to go. In fact, after that hybrid class Mike is on spring break and it would be a lot easier for us all. :) But we know he's going to come when he's good and ready and we're excited!

Here are some pictures of Logan playing in the lobby after my appointment:

And here she is with her once a week reward for behaving at the Dr.'s office:

Dare I Say Spring Is Coming?

Here are a few pictures from what looks like the onset of spring here! Bring on the shorts, t-shirts, flip flops and this baby!

38 Weeks

Today I'm 38 weeks pregnant! It's been quite an eventful day. We woke up early this morning so that we could get ready to head to the hospital for the external version. Logan helped pick her outfit this morning (she'd wear the tangled shirt every day and every night if I let her) and then loaded her backpack and went over to a neighbor's house.

I was pleasantly surprised that the version didn't hurt at all. In fact, I didn't even really feel the pressure a lot of people said to expect. It was pretty easy and took all of about a minute to do. They flipped him head down and double checked he was still there before we left. All would have been smooth but after he had flipped I started having some pretty major contractions so they kept me there to monitor me and make sure they hadn't jump started labor. About two hours after the procedure they discharged me. I have another appointment on Weds to double check that he's still where he should be. At this point, anything goes! We're hoping to hold off on the baby at least until we can get rid of the colds in our house.

They told me to take it easy today after the whole thing so Mike took Logan and I out on a date tonight so I wouldn't have to cook. Logan ate beforehand and so all she requested at the restaurant was a cup of water and some french fries. She was a happy camper when they brought her the big bowl of them and sat contentedly while she munched on them.

She asked Mike to take her on her next "day" (date) to chick-a-le. It's a little more her style. Keep praying that little boy stays put!

Our Morning Play Time

Logan found her bathing suit stash a few days ago and has been begging to go "fimming" since. Every time we pass some kind of water she asks if it's time yet. So, this morning I let her throw on her suit and we loaded the bath with bubbles and toys and let her go crazy. She l-0-v-e-d it.

"I shaving, mommy"

Here she is showing off her "tierbell" bathing suit.

We pray with Logan every night before bed. Usually it's 5 minutes of thanking God for every. single. word. that Logan knows. Tonight, though, we were snuggling on her bed and she quietly started, "Jeeeeesus, please help baby fip. Eeeemen." That was it. It almost made me cry, she's been listening to Mike and I pray and decided it was her turn to make the plea. Here's hoping the answer to that prayer isn't no.

And The Verdict Is...

...stubborn kid is still butt down. It only took a few seconds of feeling around for the OB to realize and confirm that he's breech. I think he was head down but last night I definitely felt a complete flip and there was no doubt in my mind when I woke up this morning that he was back to breech, I had just hoped that maybe I was wrong. The good news? He's not engaged at all in the pelvis and is just kind of floating around breech so we scheduled a version for Friday morning and they'll try and manually turn him.

Thankfully, the Dr. listened to my concerns and has decided to hold off one more week before scheduling a c-section. I guess it's pretty typical to schedule it when you're breech at 37 1/2 weeks but after I laid out my feelings about the section with her she said she'd let me wait it out and see if the version works and if not see if we can give him one more week to do it on his own. A good portion of her decision did rest on the fact that he's not engaged and so there's still wiggle room for him to do some maneuvering. Still praying for a flip, but we also know that God is sovereign and that he's not punishing me or sentencing me to something horrible if I need to have a c-section. I'm not angry or super upset, I'd just like to deliver naturally if possible.

In other news, someone was feeling better this morning. She at least has her appetite back and discovered that mommy left the pantry open this morning:

Oh yes, peanut butter everywhere.

Logan also has decided that the 3-D glasses she snuck from the theater last week work wonderfully as sunglasses .

Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day! It's 60 degrees outside so when we got home from our appointments this morning Logan and I wandered around outside for a few minutes. She found some interesting pieces of trash and insisted on picking them up (would you expect anything less?).

Obviously she's feeling a bit better. We're still fighting a very nasty cough and a little bit of congestion, but overall she's a different child today! Praise God!

We went to the chiropractor this morning, and from what she can tell, baby boy has indeed flipped! Now, obviously this can't be confirmed until the OB sees me on Wednesday, but she says he feels completely different than he did on Friday. Though, he still has a lot of room and she said she wouldn't put it past him to do a few more whirls around. He's also feeling like he's sunny side up (meaning he's facing outward) so she's going to adjust me again on Weds before my OB appt in hopes of encouraging him to a.) stay put and b.) maybe flip around. Keep praying, with as tired as I am and as sore as I've been from all of his crazy movement since Friday, I'm really hoping to not have to schedule a version and to definitely not have to prepare for a c-section.

The chiropractor's office is (thankfully) very kid friendly. They've got a nice set of toys in every exam room and the Dr.'s are really good with them. It's nice to be able to take Logan with me and not worry about her not having anything to keep herself entertained (especially since she's been sick and I can't leave her with other people who have kids). The room we were in had a big firetruck that had a radio attachment (the kind you talk into...I have no idea what it's called). Anyway, she looked at it quizzically for a minute and then came and tried to lift my shirt and I had no clue what she was trying to do. Eventually, she shook her head and lifted her own shirt up, put the thing to her little tummy and started to chant, "boom, boom, boom" as if listening to a heartbeat. That's when I realized she thought it was a Doppler!

I realized this morning when we got up that I never had gotten anything for Logan to wear for Valentine's Day so I put together a little headband to make her outfit a little more festive. It was nice to keep her crazy long bangs out of her face and it's fabric so she doesn't feel it once it's in place and she pretty much just left it alone.

Have a sweet day!