Breakfast: Honey Nut Cheerios
Snack: Graham Crackers
2nd Snack: Snickers Bar
Lunch: Amy’s Organic Enchilada Meal
Snack: Kettle Chips and Pumpkin Pie with Lots of Whip-cream
2nd Snack: Grapes
Dinner: Stroganoff and Broccoli
Dessert: That is yet to be decided, I enjoy it more when the kids are in bed. I think I’ll go for the Haagen daz Almond and Chocolate dipped Ice Cream Bar.
Happy Eating Everyone! May you enjoy your food as much as I do mine!
I was up last night, silently crying for my brother who’s going through a life changing trial right now.
Although I’m not surprised by the latest family news, it really didn’t make it any easier when I lay my head on the pillow, in the dark silence, with all the thoughts allowed to run wild in my head.
What will happen to my brother. It is him who I worry about most. Will he come home to us? To his family that loves him no matter what and are ready to support him through this dark time in his life? Has it been such a long time away that he forgets we are here? Although he’s not one to talk. None of the men in my family are. It’s very frustrating.
I wish I could have good heart to heart talks with my brothers. My sisters all wear their hearts on their sleeves. There is no guessing involved.
If my brother was the type to listen, the type to respond to conversation, I would tell him that it’s going to be okay. It’s going to work out. We love him, we’re here for him. Please ask if you need something. Please don’t try to get through this alone.
And I know that it hurts and it will for a long, long time. But don’t let this make you bitter, my brother.
I love you so much. I want happiness for you.
I cry for you, and if you know the women in this family, you know we all do.
One of the “perks” of this pregnancy. I think it’s a sign I’m having a girl. My body seems to like carrying females better than males.
Males make them droop. Immediately. Within minutes of becoming pregnant.
This became clear with my first pregnancy.
I had always been on the smaller side. Nothing I ever complained about, I was a dancer, a B cup. They were perky. Sometimes I went without a bra and no one was the wiser. About three months before my wedding they grew a whole cup size. I was very pleased. I was the proud owner of C cups and still they could stand on their own.
My new husband and I had all the eagerness to start a family quickly and 1 and 1/2 months after our wedding the stick said positive. And my lovely girls drooped. IMMEDIATELY. I’m not kidding. It was a sad and weird time for my body. No one warned me that would happen. And after nursing Buster for 9 months they never returned.
Until I became pregnant with Missy. They re-inflated, and were as beautiful as ever. I loved being pregnant with my girl. My skin cleared, I didn’t get the back fat I had with Buster, and the “girls” were fun to have around again. I’m just saying.
Well I don’t have to tell you that Bubba came along and they left again. I thought maybe it was a fluke. We chose not to know the gender of the baby. But he came along and I began to notice the pattern.
All I’m saying is they’re back again. I’ve missed them. I know they won’t be around for long because I only have about 9 weeks left.
Saying goodbye will be hard.
I had weird scary dream about getting a bikini wax. If you’ve ever gotten one, maybe you know why I label it as a nightmare. It’s one of those experiences I don’t necessarily want to put myself through again.
On the other hand look at what I found in my inbox this morning…much better than a cup of coffee, in my opinion!
Enjoy it ladies. I’ll be there on opening night for sure. WHO’S WITH ME?
Good Enough
