I have no body left...

It's no longer my body..Quinn has taken over. I feel huge. Very uncomfortable pretty much all the time now. Whine whine whine. I need some cheese. Rayne is going to be 5 in one week. I can't believe that. 5! It went by so fast in some ways...seems like so long ago in others. We are so excited to meet Quinn soon now too. It's getting closer. I hope he isn't late. Maybe he will be like me and HATE being late. I despise being late. Since Rayne is so much like Dave, Quinn will be more like me, right? Otherwise I am going to be outnumbered. I will have to stand alone. Or run away, lol..yeah right. It looks like we will be getting Rayne a new bike for her bday..and I'm redoing her room to be more girly. She will be getting a real bed and the walls will be painted a light lavender..it's called Ballerina Slipper which fits her to a T and she got a new dresser so now she has somewhere to put her clothes! Yay! And there is room for Quinn's too. Yay again! She is still loving Ballet class. It's nice for her to have a regular weekly activity and she gets to enjoy it with her cousin Esme. Esme is all business during dance, it's so funny. Rayne, not so much. I think I will have to stay away for a while because if I am there, Rayne keeps coming up to me for a drink or a hug or something...she just won't stay in class when she sees me. Oh well..maybe after some time she will let me stay without doing that. We'll see. That's it for now. I'm tired for some reason.....

SOOOOO done...

I am so done being pregnant. I'm miserable most of the time now. Quinn is so strong his movements usually hurt. I am picturing very long nails again. I'm tired all the time...I want some energy. Where is that burst of energy for nesting?? Ok, enough whining. Rayne is doing better..her face is still really dry, but it's healing. Her behavior seems to be improving, but I am having to buckle down with her being respectful and NOT talk like a baby. I don't know what is up with that, but her and Esme both (her cousin) are using baby talk. They don't say I anymore, they Me..me want dada..me want mama...they aren't talking in sentences, they are using 3 and 4 words at a time. I told Rayne no more sleepovers or Esme over to play until their baby talk stops. Esme's Mom, Lisa is going crazy too because of it. We have no idea where it came from, but it's becoming habit for them. So that's fun. We had a really nice baby shower and received lots of clothes for Quinn and some blankets and a toy or two. We also got some money for cloth diapers and giftcard to Target..which Rayne could not wait to go use for Quinn. So far we just picked up a binky for him..just in case he will actually take one..Rayne did not. I meet with a midwife tomorrow to see if I will transfer to her...still not sure. I'm so tired though..I'm done typing here...nighty night.

On The Mend...

Well last week was a total wash up. Rayne got a fever and got sick Sunday night and slept most of Monday...and then I felt a little tickly in my throat Monday evening and by Tuesday morning I was full blown sick as a dog. Fever, aches, chills..it was AWFUL. Rayne started feeling better by Tuesday but was still whiney and needy and Dave had to work overtime all week so it was all me. Being sick and taking care of a child is NOT fun. I haven't been that sick in a LONG time. I didn't start feeling better until Friday. Thankfully, my parents were able to take Rayne on Thursday for the day and she even spent the night and made it!! But then she had a relapse on Friday with a low grade fever and crankiness. She was pretty cranky all weekend but we are both on the mend now and feeling better. Our energy level is still not that great, but no more fevers and feeling good for the most part. Quinn is very active and doing great. I had a midwife appt. today and actually lost 1 pound, but the midwife figures I'll make up for being sick in the next couple of weeks. Finding who I will be transferring to is still an ongoing process. Not sure if the midwife I was going to go to will work out after all and now I may have to look into an OB that my current midwife has suggested to me. All I want is to find someone who will listen to my birthplan and do everything in their power to adhere to it. Is that so hard?? Why do OB's think they have to be so rigid with birth? I understand things happen sometimes, but why do they have to treat everyone like something IS going to go wrong? It's frustrating. Anyway...Rayne's birthday is right around the corner and we are still trying to figure out what to do for her. It's her Golden Bday so we want it to be special. We are thinking of redoing her room into a princess room..she LOVES the princesses from Disney. We want to get her a real bed and curtains and a lamp and accessories...just not sure how much that will all cost. I guess that's it for now...

Quinlan Eygji

I really need to practice spelling his middle name. That's the soon coming baby's name by the way. And when I am asked how to spell it I can never remember how. Eygji was my great grandfather's name, so it was Quinn's great great grandfather's name. He got his name by his siblings each drawing a name out of a bowl and then they took the letters to a friend who was a linguist and he came up with the name. Quinn has been very active and so have my hormones...so I'm in the miserable part of pregnancy..the 3rd trimester...9 weeks to go. Rayne is having a set back with her eczema..she is all flared up again and looking awful. Her face is beet red right now with it and her behavior is all over the place. We are going to take her in for biofeedback to be done. See if we can figure out what's going on. We're pretty frustrated to have it come back after getting it cleared up. So things are a little rough around here lately...difficult to keep a good mood going. Hopefully we will get some answers and get it under control quickly this time before it gets really bad. We put in a prayer request at Church for her too, so we are trying to remember that when things get hairy. It's just hard to see our child in misery when we know she's normally such a happy little girl.