6.29.2010

The countdown is on.

THREE... will soon become four.

TWO... and a half months to go.

ONE... excited big brother who loves to feel "sister move".

ZERO... baby belly pictures -or- progress on the nursery.



So this is what it's like to have your second baby.

6.17.2010

#3 of 5

Growing up, I was an overdramatic victim of middle child syndrome.

My two older sisters always shared a room and were just so darn much cooler than me with their poofy bangs and New Kids On The Block tapes.

I was admittedly horrible to my little sister most of our childhood so she, understandably, became closer to our baby brother (don't get me started on this topic. The guilt of how I treated her still plagues me 20 years later).

I complained a lot and probably drove my parents crazy about it.

Then we all grew up. And all of my sisters moved to different states. And I hate it. But I love them. And here is why:

HEATHER turned 30 yesterday. She is my little big sister. I think I started giving her hand-me-downs when I was about 8 and she was 13. After college, she and her family moved back to the Bay Area where we moved from when she was a senior in high school-- Dallas and I can't wait to go visit and see their new home in a few weeks! She is adorable, sweet, and the most amazing wife and mother.

TRISHA is 28 and is the most productive, driven girl I know. She just completed her first marathon last weekend! (And also inspired me to do one when I get this baby out of me. I know, I know, but I want to have something to be that proud of and when you are this fat and haven't been able to run in 6 months a good looooong run sounds like heaven!) She is here visiting from Arizona for almost a month with her three kiddos and we are loving every minute of it.

STACIE is 21 and just had her first baby girl a month ago. Remember that adorable little 4 pounder I posted a picture of? Well, little Lenna is set to finally come home from the hospital tomorrow and we are so excited for them to get to take her home. Dallas and I will be heading up to Idaho for a visit next weekend and the days can't go fast enough until then.


When I grow up, I want to be just like all three of them.

6.07.2010

I feel like it's the end of an era

I am starting to panic about my changing relationship with Dallas when little Norah arrives.

Sometimes I have to remind myself that he will still be here... and that he will love his little sister and won't TOTALLY hate me for bringing her into our family.

I am tearing up just writing this.

At any rate, I am determined to make these last few months alone with my little buddy count. Here' s the to-do list for the summer - just the boy and I. Before my attention is split. Before I am on house-arrest for 6 months as a human milkcow. Before his poor little world is turned upside-down.

1. Hit the pool at least 2 or 3 times/week

2. Toy Story 3 with friends

3. A few trips to the Living Planet Aquarium

4. A trip to California to visit his cousin Luke (this was supposed to happen this past weekend, but D got the flu just hours before we were supposed to leave for the airport).

5. About 100 more nights laying in his bed before he goes to sleep practicing spelling his name (he just forgets how many L's to throw in there) and talking about whatever is on his little mind.

6. Lots and lots and lots of kisses and reminders that he is my favorite little boy in the whole world.

6.02.2010

Nada Pinata

You'd think this blogidy brain freeze I've been having would be over, but it's not.
But you don't want to hear me talk about my lack of creativity anymore.
And even if you wanted them you most certainly would not get pictures of me and my hot bod in this physical state.
So instead I will supply pictures of this cute 3-ft-tall bod: