Park City Utah
3 years ago
It is hard to believe there is no more than 4 weeks left of this pregnancy. I have so many emotions about having another baby. I can't wait to find out if it is a boy or girl. I am trying to capture and enjoy every moment that we have as a family of four. I can't wait to hold my baby in my arms, and yet I am overwhelmed at having to care for an infant 24 hours a day and try to still spend time with Abigail and Sarah. I physically have been feeling things progress and I can feel the end is near of this pregnancy.
Abigail, Sarah, and I went to Target the other day before the next snow storm hit and Sarah found a shirt that cousin Katie has. Sarah loved the shirt because it has a puppy on it. I looked at the price and was amazed that it was only $1.70, so needless to say I purchased it for her. We have gotten our monies worth out of it because Sarah has worn it three days in a row. (Yes I wash it at night.)
I am now 34 weeks along. I feel like I felt good for so long and then one day I woke up and I felt very pregnant. I'm now ready for the baby to be in my arms instead of taking up so much room inside. I am really missing sleeping on my stomach. I am also treasuring the times of being a mom to two children. I know that one day we will say wow it was so easy with two kids. I have had the same dream three times. In the dream I am pregnant with twins and one is definitely a boy and the other baby is unknown. I guess this means that the baby is more likely a boy? I have also been scared about how big the baby is getting. With each passing hour I feel my stomach stretching and therefore think to myself "slow down baby." Sarah has randomly been saying that she is going to be a good big sister, and Abigail keeps saying she can't wait for the baby to come. She also wants us to name the baby Bella if it is a girl.
Here is a bird feeder Abigail made in school last week. I think the birds are pretty thankful for it right now.
Pictures do not do justice to the snow drifts outside our house. We have been wearing our pj's all day.
Abigail likes to pretend that Josh is a dog. Josh is such a good dad and plays along, despite the reluctance shown in his face. He thinks if we get a dog then pretending to be a dog will stop. I am not so sure of that.
Here is a view from Abigail's window.
We made snow ice cream...sweetened condensed milk, vanilla, and snow. Josh always has his business hat and wants our house to become an ice cream factory. We have enough snow for thousands of gallons of ice cream.
As you can see they really needed some sugar to get their energy up.