I'm a Super Star!

No, I am not a real superstar, but I am a Scentsy Super Star Consultant as of today when I got my promotion!!!! This is a big deal for me. The next promotion will be Director. Director is as high as you can go. Directors get to go on trips and stuff! And I'm sure Jenny won't be far behind, which means we will be able to take our husbands and go on Scentsy trips together! WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO! I am so excited. Oh Happy Day! First I got my pump out and now this! Happy Thanksgiving to me! And thank you so much all for supporting my Scentsy business for the last year and a half. Y'all are great!

A farewell to my constant, loyal friend...

This is my Zofran pump. We have been together nonstop for the last three or four months or so. I appreciate what this pump has done for me, Sadie, and the rest of our family. It worked so well on my nausea. On some days when the pump dose and the Phenergen weren't enough, I could give myself bonus doses with the pump and that would usually do the trick.

Bryant has been kind enough to change my injection site every couple of days so as to avoid infection. (He says he really hates sticking me with needles, but I'm not so sure.) Anyway, today I got fed up. My outer thighs are so bruised and the tissue is so knotted from prior injections that we literally could not find a new injection site. And, let me tell you, when I say there is no room on my big ol' outer thighs, then you know that is serious. He stuck me three times and each time he hit a blood vessel or a knot and it bled and hurt like the dickens. I finally said no more. I called my nurse and she said to leave it out and see how I do and that this "running out of real estate business could be a good thing." I have some back up Zofran pills here I can take if I need to.

So, wish me luck! We're gonna give this a try and see how I do. For the past couple of hours I have felt free - turned loose! It has been wonderful to just be able to walk around as I please without being attached to something. (I get it tangled in things all the time, or caught on furniture, the dishwasher rack, etc.) I am really looking forward to sleeping tonight without it. It wakes me every night beeping or tugging on my leg when I roll around and pull the tube taught. So, with gratitude for all it has done, I bid my pump adieu and look forward to a pumpless remainder of my pregnancy.

This baby's going to be early...

I know Sadie Louise is going to make an early entrance. I have been having contractions for a few weeks now, and I am only 20 weeks. The doctor says she doesn't like it and that I need to mucho take it easy. (She didn't really say it like that. That was for all you fellow Nacho Libre fans out there.) Last night I was having contractions 5 minutes apart, but they were really small. Sometimes they aren't small though, and they go all the way to the top of my stomach. You mamas out there know what I'm talking about. Anyway, I am just starting to get a little overwhelmed about all that I need to do before she gets here. I'm not gonna lie; It wakes me up at night. Well, worry and having to go to the bathroom every couple of hours wake me up at night. I think in general that women have more anxiety when they are pregnant anyway.

First of all, we will need to move. We made an offer on a bigger house for our expanding family, but it's a short sale and we are still waiting on the bank, so more about that later. Second of all, I have nothing for a baby, save a few items my sweet sister-in-law saved for me. Thank you Donna! She gave me a pump, some bottles, and an exersaucer. It has been so long since I had a baby that I got rid of everything. I just hope I have time to get everything ready before she gets here.

But don't get me wrong - We are so happy and thankful. I know I am lucky to have these things to worry about. We get excited about even the little things around here. Like yesterday my belly stripe all of the sudden just showed up. I had almost forgotten about that. And me and the girls looked at baby girl bedding online - so fun! And when we are in the store, we love to look at the baby girl clothes now. We are gonna have the best time outfitting little Miss Sadie. It's too bad Bryant will be in Mexico for everything. I guess we'll just have to send him pictures. Anyway, now I have vented and I feel a little better.

Would you be mad too? Or am I overreacting because I am super hormonal?

I really want yall's opinion on this because Bryant doesn't think it is a big deal. This morning we were in the living room getting ready for school. Out the front windows, we could see a lady walk by with her little prissy, fru-fru dog. It wasn't a poodle, but it was almost that bad. [Sorry, but I don't like prissy dogs.] Anyway, so her dog walks in to my yard like he owns the place and proceeds to squat and do #2 - in my front yard - where my children play ball and ride bikes each and every single afternoon. So, I walk over to the front door, unlock it, open it, and look at the lady like, "Are you seriously gonna let your dog poop here in my yard in front of God and everybody?". She just looks back at me. I would have gone outside, but I hadn't put my bra on yet. So, I shut the door and go and tell Bryant what is going on. He just sort of laughed it off. Skyler was still watching out the window. She said the lady had a bag and picked it up, but I still think that is so rude. I don't let my cats poop in my yard - where my children play ball and ride bikes each and every single afternoon. They go in a littler box in the garage. So, I don't think ladies with prissy little dogs have the right to use my yard as a toilet either, even if they do pick it up. What do you think?

Thank goodness for my sweet kids...

On Sunday morning I got up and got ready for church. I put on a maternity denim skirt and a red maternity sweater. I stood there in the mirror and thought about how big I was, how much I looked like Santa Claus in that red sweater. I complained to Bryant that I was getting to be big as a house, as we say at home. So, I finished getting ready and walked out of my bedroom. Sibley was in the living room all ready to go. When she saw me, she said, "Mom! You're wearing that? You look soooo cute!". Anyway, I just said "thank you" and thought about how sweet kids are, how they love their parents unconditionally. I'm so happy to finally be having another sweet baby.

Baby Sadie in 3D

The good news is that we got to have an early ultrasound. The bad news is that it was because I was having trouble last week. They thought my placenta had abrupted. But not to worry, things are fine now. I just had to be on bedrest for a few days. Those few days fell on the days of Skyler's Science Camp, which Bryant was chaperoning. [More posts and pictures from Science Camp later. Still haven't gotten those developed yet. They sure had a good time. Skyler moped around for a few days after because she still wanted to be at Science Camp. I think Bryant did too. They are both such happy campers.] My mother-in-law was kind enough to come and stay with me and help me while they were gone. I don't know what we would have done without her.

At any rate, here are some pictures from the ultrasound. When she flipped the switch from regular to 3D, I almost yelled at her to switch it back. Since I was only 18 weeks, Sadie still looks a little like an alien. And there is one picture where it looks like there is another baby in there, but that's just the placenta. I love the picture of her little fanny. I think that one is so cute. Most importantly, she looks healthy, and we are so relieved about that. We love her so much already and can't wait for her to get here. I'm so glad my girls will each have two sisters, just like I do.

Happy Birthday Daddy, Ashley, Alyssa, and Elsa!

Papa Update

We went to see Papa in the hospital tonight. They moved him out of the ICU and into a regular room. He is eating well and his face is healing quickly. We found out that his two cracked vertebrae and broken hand are actually from a fall he took a few weeks ago, and not from last week's accident. He had just refused to go to the doctor and get x-rayed. Also, he doesn't have as many broken ribs as they originally thought. He probably only has two, whereas they thought he had five. They put a stint in his neck and he has a tube draining from his lung. As soon as the lung stops draining, they will let him go home. I am betting that, ironically, they will let him out on Veteran's Day. I noticed what little I could see of his shoulder was yellow and bruised. I'm sure his little body is unbelievably soar, but he still doesn't complain. Like I said before, he is tough as nails. Long live Papa! We're so glad he's gonna be okay.

Papa

Bryant's 84 year old Papa was in a terrible accident in Eagar today. He and his Grannie were taking their morning walk when he tripped, fell into the road, and was run over by a dually. They flew him here to a trauma center in Phoenix and he is stable tonight. He is one tough little guy. He has a swollen, banged up head, five broken ribs, a collapsed lung, possible spinal injuries, and some internal bleeding in his chest cavity. Despite all of this, he is not only cognisant, but also making jokes. Man, that WWII generation really is the greatest. They just don't make 'em like that anymore. I'm so relieved that he is stable. If any aunts, uncles, or cousins need to stay here with us, we really would love to have you. We have plenty of room and we are close to the interstate. Y'all please remember Grannie and Papa in your prayers.