Yep, I'm still here!
Topic: Pruitt
I'm 37 weeks 2 days pregnant with Mr. Pruitt. And yes, to answer everyone's question, I'm still here. My mom calls numerous times a day when I'm not stuck at her house with her, and people keep calling like we're leaving them out. Do they not realize that I don't enjoy being reminded that I'm still VERY VERY pregnant?? This goes on my list of THINGS NOT TO DO TO OTHERS.

I was rather disappointed on Monday after my appointment. I had so hoped he'd go ahead and induce me this week, but he WILL NOT. I lost it after he left the room, and he knew I was upset. When I asked him how big he thought this one would be, he replied, "BIG." That was all I could ask. I just couldn't maintain my composure. But, with the help of some friends, I'm turning my attitude around and trying to see the positive. The longer I wait, the more likely we are to bring him home with us. And you know what, in the large scope of things, this really isn't in my hands. God has control and I need to let him take control. This is a concept that I'm currently working on.

We do have a tentative induction date - inducement date is what my dad calls it. It's set for Monday, Aug 8. Here's why this sucks. I'm literally on call, as is everyone else having to deal with this. We will not know for certain if we have a room until the morning of the 8th. How awful is that??? This is another reason that I'm hoping to go into labor on my own. For over a week I had contractions ranging from 15 minutes apart down to 3 minutes, now NOTHING. Maybe this is a good sign?? LOL But I do tell everyone I know, if you know some voodoo magic, do it and send it my way. Let's get this kid out!! And NO I WILL NOT DRINK CASTOR OIL!!!!! I think we've tried pretty much everything else. LOL

There's the update. Hopefully by this time next week I will have successfully given birth to a LARGE baby :) But I'll be happy with successfully delivering a 7 1/2lber too!

Are we there yet??
Topic: Pruitt
I should have posted this back on Monday but I think I've been pretty much in shock/denial and being watched like I'm on the verge of exploding!

I went to my u/s on Monday. As I was laying down on the table, the tech asked if we were there to determine a size. We all (me, Bubba & Mom) said yes, that I'm running a bit big. She non-chalantly says, "Oh, I can tell you're BIG!!!" I should have known by that comment that this was going to be just the beginning! So she starts the u/s and it was amazing. He's so much bigger now and so much so that she couldn't get all of his head in the screen! Now please keep in mind that on Monday, I was 36 weeks pregnant. Technically I've got 4 weeks left until I'm due. She measured his head first - 41 weeks. Measured his body next - 41 weeks. By now I'm gasping for air!! Found his legs - 36 weeks. Great, another Chris!! LOL Chris asked her to verify that he is indeed a boy. Yes, he is STILL a boy :) Thank God with being that big, but the kicker of it all. . . .estimated weight size on Monday, July 25, 2005, 8 1/2lbs!!!!!!!!!! I'M GROWING A TODDLER NOT A BABY!!!! I just looked at her and she thought I was going to hit her, but I was in too much shock. She gave us pictures of a foot, a profile, scrotum and the cutest of them all, his smashed little face!!

Next we went to see the doctor. He checked me and I was 2 cm dialated and almost fully thinned out. While he was there performing his lovely exam, he stripped my membranes. This, surprisingly, did not hurt, however the after effects DID HURT. We discussed size, maturity, induction and c-sections. He went ahead and put us on stand-by for Aug 8 and Aug 9. Great, 2 more weeks for him to grow to almost 10lbs. JUST WHAT EVERY WOMAN WANTS TO BIRTH!!!!! But he doesn't think I'll make it until induction date. I was almost in tears when he left. It was so not what I wanted to hear, but I know he's just looking after Pruitt's health and I'll live through whatever should happen.

Now, remember my dad's plans to go to Jackson again?? Well, after hearing my update, he didn't mention it. On Tuesday, my mom had me come over so that she could help me with Cale and I found out that at the last minute on Tuesday morning, dad canceled his trip. He just couldn't do it. Now I'm being watched. . .I mean really watched. I feel like I'm on display!! LOL I've been having tons of contractions and tons of cramping and pressure and even lost my plug today, so PLEASE send me all of the COME ON LABOR VIBES you can gather up.

Now we wait. . .isn't waiting fun???? I just LOVE waiting. . .and waiting. . .and being watched!! I'll keep you all updated on it all. Hopefully the next entry will be from the hospital!!

YIKES!!!
Topic: Pruitt
It honestly feels like yesterday, in the midst of sorrow and heartbreak over losing Grandpa, that I saw that big fat positive pregnancy test. . .all 3 of them! Now, I sit here a little over 35 weeks pregnant and on Monday, July 25, 2005, I will have an ultra-sound to determine a "guesstimate" on Mr. Pruitt's weight. The dr is a bit worried that he's too big and can't move down. I know he's big, shoot, he's measured big since my 6 week ultra-sound, but I know he'll fit.

My dad and Chris are happy though, they know that on Monday, July 25, 2005, the doctor will set a date for induction. I'll be 36 weeks and no, I have NO clue when I'll be induced. My blood pressure is still a little elevated, but nothing to be too scared about yet. My worst fear is that Pruitt will be born and we won't be able to take him home. I just don't know how I'll react to that.

Now for the irony of it all. With Cale, I went to the dr and my blood pressure was WAY too high. He wanted to induce me then and there, but dad was on a plane to Jackson, MS while I was in my appointment. I talked him into waiting 2 days and inducing on Thursday so my dad could try and make it back. This time around, my u/s is on Monday and guess who leaves for Jackson on Tuesday????? Yep. . . .dad!!! He started laughing yesterday when I called and gave him my appointment update. I may have successfully gotten him out of TWO trips to Jackson!! But at least he won't be on a plane when we get the news so he and I will both have less stress. I honestly believe he'll accompany me to my u/s on Monday. . .we'll see. :)

Now the reality of it all sets in. Within two weeks, I'll be a mother of two. Two little boys. Two gorgeous children that have my heart in the palm of their hands, their big Chris-looking hands. :) I'm blessed. God has blessed me with two of the most incredible miracles ever and boy. . .am I ever grateful.

The lifting of the weight
Topic: Pruitt
I am so excited. . .if only I weren't so tired you'd hear me screaming and hollering! :) Here I sit at 33 weeks pregnant and Pruitt's room not done. We were starting to get a bit stressed out by this fact, but when talking to Gretchen. . .and as she so beautifully states in her blog today, he won't even be sleeping in there, so why should I be stressed??

I guess I'm an anal planner, ok, no guessing about it, this is a matter of fact statement. I wish I could be more like crazy hippy Gretchen (LOTS O LOVE MAMA!!) and co-sleep with the boys. But Christopher refuses. . .it's not even up for discussion. One morning last week Cale woke up to the storms and came into our room at about 5. He's never done this and I was taken aback as he crawled over my belly and sleepily stated, "I wanna sleep with you." My instinct was to grab him and never let go, but daddy patted him on the back and quietly said, "It's night night time buddy, we need to go back to your room." Cale kissed me gently and said, "Oh, ok, night night momma" and my heart just melted. I miss having him right up against me and smelling his hair. Ahhhhh . . . .that's what mothers love. But soon enough, Mr. Pruitt will be lying beside me in our bed. . .at least until daddy puts him in his bassinett. I do get a wee bit of satisfaction out of the fact that he'll be less than a foot away from my bed during the night. And probably will be up until about 9 months old.

Although I can't get Chris to co-sleep, I have sold him on breastfeeding past 3 months and babywearing. I keep crossing my fingers that the breastfeeding will pan out and I'm not hooked up to the milk machine for another 11 months. And I love the feeling of having the baby right there and not keeping them at a huge distance all the time. I even went and got another really awesome sling from a woman that happens to live in Tulsa! Cool huh?? :)

So, without further ado, here are the pics of the walls that Jason Memoli (my hunk of meat brother-in-law) painted yesterday. Mr. Muralist rocks and had this done in approx 4 1/2 hours! Oh to have his talent!!

I failed to capture the SMILING fish behind the door. Yes, he looks like a giant red goldfish cracker smiling at you! It cracked me up, but the whole story includes an OU on its body. Not sure what reaction that would have gotten, but I do like the goldfish-cracker-wannabe. I will post these on my site soon, along with finished nursery pics. I still have a ton to do, but this is one GREAT BIG HUGE weight lifted off of my shoulders. . .my big broad fat pregnant shoulders ;)

Don't do as I do!
Topic: Me!
What a great weekend we had!! My shower was on Saturday afternoon and we got quite a few things and are so very thankful for what we did get. It will help out tremendously. Romy, the hostess, did a SUPERB job at hostessing and I had a great time!!!

Then Sunday was Father's Day. My grandmas came over to mom and dad's condo and we had food prepared by Carly (who knew!?!). We knew it was especially hard on dad and Grandma with Grandpa gone this year. My dad had told me a few weeks ago that there was nothing to celebrate. We then informed him that he is still OUR dad and we would be celebrating. We also took Cale swimming and boy is he brave!! I still need to download the pics, but mom bought him SUGAR BABIES floaties (where does she find this stuff?) and an inflatable kick board and that child was all over the pool!! It really impressed us.

Now, onto what NOT to do. Monday night we were at Chris' grandparent's house and work called. We had to go up there so Chris could do something to the computer system. He told me it would take awhile, why don't I go hang out with mom and dad until he's ready to be picked up. Cool. No problem. So we go over there, Cale and I, and I was getting Cale out of the car and, seriously, DO NOT ask me what happened exactly, but I started to fall. THREE times I thought I had recovered, until I noticed my head heading downhill and BAM on the street. I'm not one to fall or even lose my balance. You hear of pregnant women falling all the time, but I've never been one of them. Not even with Cale. So my first instinct was, roll over and get off my belly so I popped myself up on my butt in the street. Cale watched the entire thing and continued to say, "What happened momma? What happened momma??" I wanted to scream but figured that would scare him so I picked my stuff up, grunted and groaned as I hefted myself off the street. Poor Cale jumped out of the car and started helping me to the door, patting me and saying, "It's ok momma. You're all better now." So sweet!!

Well, an hour later I was being wheeled to labor and delivery with contractions every 5 minutes. We thought they'd monitor me for an hour until the contractions stopped, but no, they kept me overnight!! What a long night. I finally sent Chris home about 2 so he could get a few hours sleep because I knew I wasn't going to be able to sleep and boy was I right. Pruitt would move and the monitors would lose him. At one point, it took them two nurses and one full hour to find him again. They actually had to pull out the u/s machine so I did get to see him. In all irony, the kid waved! But they said that he was back forward and wasn't curled up, he was actually laid out on my spine which is why they couldn't get his heartbeat. Intersting :) So once they found his heartbeat, they told me not to move. Have you ever been in a very uncomfortable position with a child kicking you for over 2 hours without being allowed to move?? IT'S TORTURE!! And another wild point, the nurse that I had from 11-7 was the same woman that checked me into the hospital when I was induced with Cale and then came back for the delivery as a cheerleader since her shift had started again! How crazy is that??

But here I am now, after sleeping all day yesterday, I'm sore, but Pruitt is fine and I'm fine and the street is even fine. AND NO SMART COMMENTS ABOUT HOW YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO FALL WHEN YOU ARE PREGNANT! THEY'RE NOT FUNNY COMMENTS. Have a great week!!

Kisses
Topic: Weirdness
My dear sweet and kind husband brought me a cup full of Hershey Kisses to lunch today. He knew I was deprived of chocolate this weekend and thought it would make me feel better. I've always loved kisses, but today, they are doing nothing but MAKING ME ANGRY!!!

It seems that I pop the kiss out of that annoying little foil wrapper, throw it in my mouth and by the time I'm done rolling the foil into a ball to throw away, that danged kiss is gone!! Am I doing more work than what I'm getting out of it?!?

It reminds me of those dumb little M&M minis too. Boy, if those aren't a waste of energy!! YIKES!!! I guess I want a bite of chocolate that will stay for a bit. And no, I don't just chew it and swallow. I do this let it melt in my mouth for a bit and then chew it and then let it melt a bit more and then chew the rest. Don't ask ok?!?

So anyway, just felt the need to vent about the kisses. Maybe I should just get off my fat butt and throw these freaking foil balls away and find something else to complain about ;)

There is hope!
First off, yes, I'm still around. I've been busy dealing with Cale, Pruitt, contractions, family, Chris, cleaning, laundry and finally my shower tomorrow!!!!! I apologize for being MIA. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all.

Back to my topic. I found out when I was pregnant with Cale, that chivalry is dead. Along with manners, values and old-fashioned beliefs. I rememeber waiting to be seated at Ted's (one of their infamous hour waits) and being almost knocked over by a man trying to get a seat while he waited. Nevermind the fact that I was about 3 years pregnant and heading to that seat myself. Did he move when he saw me?? Nope, he literally turned his body away from me. This is not the typical behavior of Oklahomans. At least, not the Oklahomans that I know!! I've heard these stories from other states, but alas, here I am in OK with these RUDE men!! Shoot, even the women are rude. What kind of woman allows a door to close on a pregnant woman pushing a stroller???????? You don't know how bad I want to say something to these people!!

But today, a man made me stop and think, "Wow!! That's awfully nice!!" I went to the post office to drop off a box. Here I am, box propped on my belly, and heading towards the heavy glass doors. This man, darts across the crazy post office traffic and RUNS (like as in faster than jogging) and opens the door for me. Not just the first door. Nope, he even dashed in front of me to open the second one. HOW FREAKING AWESOME IS THAT?!?!? I did make sure and tell him how much I appreciated that. I also did not allow myself to drop the box and hug his neck, although I felt he deserved it!

I know that we are raising Cale to use his "good manners" by opening doors for people and saying Thanks. Now, he's still at the age where he says, "Momma!! I'm using my manners!" But even that's funny! LOL

So to everyone out there. . .be nice to pregnant people!!! LOL And I truly hope that it's not true what the "old folk" are saying about the younger generations. I don't want to be known as the RUDE generation. I want to be known as the generation that revived good old-fashioned values. :) THE END.

Get OUT!!
Topic: Momma's Lover Dover
I honestly thought this post wouldn't come for months. Had you asked me this time last year, I would have never thought, but Momma's Lover Dover Cale is. . . .POTTY TRAINED!!!!

Everyone said it was so hard and of course these ever so helpful people want to give you horror stories of 8 year old boys that still had problems. But, as with most things for this kid, I just let him lead the way. And boy did he lead!! He started sitting on the potty way back in July of last year, which was strange in itself because he could barely speak. We never pressed him and just followed his lead. Then, the night of his third birthday, he started doing well. We found that if he was put in underwear, he'd not have an accident, but if you put him in a pull-up or diaper, he'd pee in it.

But, of course, pooping was a whole different ballgame! We'd go to my mom's house and I'd say, "You've gotta watch him!" What would he do? He'd go hide and poop in his underwear. Not anymore my friends. This child walked up to me this weekend and said, "Momma, I need to poop in the potty NOW! I BETTER HURRRRRRYYY" as he ran down the hall. And BAM!! We've got it down. So for his special gift, I went and did the thing I said I would never do, (Don't ya hate that?!?!) and I bought the boy a pack of Wiggles underwear. This morning I gave him the option of "other" underwear or Wiggles underwear and he proudly stated, "WIGGLES PLEASE!"

Now, not only was this potty training thing so much easier than I'd been told, but I will NOT, repeat, will NOT have two boys in diapers come August!! YIPPEE!!!!!!!! I have temporary relief from diaper duty, just in time, kind of hard to pick up a 40lb child with THIS belly ;)

Happy One Year Blog Day!!
Topic: Weirdness
One year ago today I started this blog. It's amazing what can happen in one year! :) I'm kind of glad that it wasn't 1 year old yesterday - yesterday was a very UGLY day for me. But today is a little better despite the sticky heat and tomorrow, well, just like one year ago, tomorrow is Bubba's birthday!

Once again, he's not too excited about it. We've got dinner plans at our favorite - Red Rock Canyon Grill. He's pretty pumped about that, but considering we've really stopped spending money and I won't let him spend money, we're not planning on doing much else. We might hit a baseball game tonight. . .but that's still up in the air :)

Not much else to report. Oh wait, yes there is. Mom, dad, Carly & Jason left bright and early yesterday morning for Hawaii. Carly & Jason will have a little wedding ceremony on the beach tomorrow night, but, get this, technically they're already married. They signed the paper back in April and NOBODY KNEW!!!! So typical really. But I'll share pics on my site as soon as dad sends them over. It was weird to hear them getting ready for the ceremony because dad bought new "wedding sandals" for the ocassion. Interesting huh?? Pretty different from the tuxes and flowers at my wedding. But Carly & Jason are cool with it. And by the way, who in their right mind would want their parents/in-laws on their honeymoon?!?!? NOT ME!!!! :) That gives me the willies!!

So as Chris & I blew up Cale's swimming pool today, Cale asked what the palm tree was. I told him it was called a palm tree, like they have in Hawaii where Oma and Odie were. He accepted that explanation and I told Chris that apparently this was supposed to be fair because, we were sitting in a wading pool with a plastic palm tree and mom and dad were sitting on the BEACH under REAL palm trees. Seems we got the crummy end of the deal. Oh well, Chris lucks out if mom and dad see any kind of large sea mammal because he's got his own right here!! ;)

Happy 1 year blog day. . .and people in Hawaii that call and say "ALOHA" every 2 hours in a very irritating tone. . .kiss my wide mammal hiney!!!!!!

Yippee!!!!!!!!!!!
First off, (this wasn't what this entry was about), but it says that my site had 119 page views YESTERDAY! Who is looking at this?!?!? Do I even KNOW 119 people??? Yowzers!!! I honestly wonder how many people read this. Now that would be interesting. ANYWAY. . . .

After wishing awful things on the people of Pottery Barn and being so incredibly stressed over the fact that I had no clue what was going to be done in Mr. Pruitt's room. . .THINGS HAVE CHANGED!!!!!! I was browsing ebay as I do all too often, and stumbled upon a woman that had a BRAND NEW bedding set from the infamous PBK. Not only was it BRAND SPANKING NEW, but it has all of the colors I wanted in it and, AND!!! it wasn't a "pattern" but a collage of ginghams that would allow me to do whatever the heck I wanted to with the room!! I did the "email this to a friend" thingy and sent it over to Bubba at work. He replied back, YEP. That sent me into hysterics. I just bawled for a few minutes and then decided to quit doing this to myself. I even told Chris that.

Then 2:00pm cst came (that means naptime people!!) and I found myself going OVER and OVER and OVER the set. So I emailed the lady to get my questions answered. She emailed right back. Then, my sister emailed a "Whaddya doin'?" and I told her. After 2 of her questions, I decided to work up a "Room Idea" document which I emailed to her and to Bubba. Know what he said?!?!?! "NICE!! I LIKE IT!! GOOD JOB!!" *insert automatic smile here* Carly's reply was "I LOVE IT!! Oh how cute!! I can just SEE the mural!" (because, didn't you know that Jason is a muralist so he'll be painting Pruitt's room?) SO!!! Knowing my mom was going to kick in $75 (THANK YOU MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!) I bought the bedding!!!!

What a weight lifted off my shoulders. But the funny thing was, Christopher didn't realize I'd bought it! You should have seen the shock. So I pay for it on Friday when mom gave me her check and as Chris and I are sitting around yesterday during naptime, the doorbell rings. We were both furious because we keep a DO NOT RING/KNOCK! IT'S NAPTIME!! sign on our door. Chris runs out the garage and I peek through the front to see our mailman running for cover. I hear Chris say, "Hey!" And the mailman turns around and said, "Sorry for that, but I got back to the post office and this huge box was there so I thought maybe you all would like it before the holiday so I brought it on over."

That one long sentence out of that man's mouth sent my heart RACING, the door slung open, I clutched my mouth and did the unthinkable. I jumped up and down with Chris watching in shock again. Yes, I did. Up and down trying not to shriek, "IT'S THE BEDDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" This was not what a normal person would have wanted to have seen. This was no "Girls On Trampolines" type jumping. This was big fat pregnant woman jumping that would frighten small children and make adults turn their heads. :) Chris was kind enough to carry it into the living room where I ripped the box open and found the bedding = better than described and pictured. It literally took me over an hour to calm myself down!

Mr. Pruitt's room will be decorated in blue/navy/red gingham with PBK's Under The Sea accessories. And BOY am I excited!!! Now, if I can just wait until my shower on the 18th!!! LOL PRAY FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)