So I have a nutty sister-in-law that actually LIKES to be pregnant. While I LOVE the outcome of being pregnant, 9 months of fathood def. does not rank in the things I "like."

In lieu of Thanksgiving, this is what I have been reveling in the past week and why I am grateful not to be prego anymore...

1. I can see my toes standing up.

2. I can shave my legs without thinking the risk is not worth the outcome.

3. I can be in the same room as people and not want to vomit because I can smell their breath.

4. I don't have to unbutton my pants every time I sit down.

5. I don't have to urinate upwards of 12 times in a 24 hour period.

6. I don't have heartburn and have to chew down disgusting tums several times a week.

7. I can lay on my back and my stomach!

8. I don't have crazy dreams that freak me out.

9. I can eat a full meal and not be hungry again for hours.

10. I can wear my own clothes again! (Got pretty tired of Lorens t-shirts and my sweats combo.)

11. My pelvic bone and hips don't hurt anymore.

12. I can play SPORTS again!

13. My energy levels are consistent and not constantly up and down.

14. I am DONE with the horrendous pain that is labor.

And Yet...

I would do it over and over and over again because these babes sent to me are the best thing that have ever happened to me. I get to be a Mommy. Me. The self-centered jock has finally realized what it is to love and serve and give of myself completely. All the things I've had to give up to be a Mom don't make a drop in the bucket for all that I've received getting to be a Mommy. I am more blessed that I ever thought possible.

Callie Anne

Callie Anne Yost

Born October 28th 2009

21 1/2 inches long

8 lbs 8 oz.

Absolutely a Dream Child!

How is it possible to love someone so much, so quickly??

Thankful...

I'm super healthy,

My kids are incredible,

My husband takes amazing care of me and the kis,

I have truth in my life,

I live in the greatest place on earth.

I am whining because I am a week overdo. Shame on me. For weeks I've prayed to Heavenly Father for patience, to be a better Mom, to be a better wife, to be grateful for the things I have. The Lord gives me an opportunity to practice that, and of course I fail miserably. So you will not hear me complain again. I will be grateful the baby is healthy and happy staying in my cozy tummy. I will be grateful for a few extra good nights of sleep. I will be grateful the Lord has allowed me to be a mother. Even if I have to wait a few extra days to meet this little soul, it's time to be "Thankful."

This song brings to tears to my eyes every time I hear it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p2M0GQOgYGg&feature=related

One Word

FRUSTRATED.

I'm just sittin, waitin, wishin...

2 days and counting till my due date... Until last night, I've been content with being pregnant. It hardly feels like I'm 40 weeks along, and I have felt super good the majority of the time! The last two pregnancies I have been jumping out of my skin to have the baby by 37 weeks. However, after continuous Braxton Hicks last night, and my hopes being dashed when they stopped... I think we are ready for him/her to show up! Today I figured since I'd have to pack the kiddos bags once I go into Labor, I probably ought to get a bag ready for myself today... hopefully it will get used sooner than later!

Until last night, I didn't realize how scared I am to do this totally natural either. I always thought I was tough... that I could handle a lot of pain. Until I had kids. This go around, due to having to pay for the entire pregnancy, birth and hospital... I've decided to forgo the epidural and have told my midwife, "No matter how much I beg... do NOT give it to me!" She agreed and I may regret that. My last labor only lasted 8 hours and I got my epidural the last three... I can last three more hours right?

Tayler has been yelling at my belly least twice a day saying "COME OUT BABY! I WANT TO MEET YOU!" Maybe the baby is scared? She is also going to be very disappointed if we bring home another boy. If I tell her "It could be a boy!" She promptly replies... "Okay, bring home a girl too." Literally... "Oh boy."

Updated Status:

Okay, so maybe I was having a bit of a emotional breakdown on Sunday night.

After realizing how stupid I was being by waiting for all these things to just get done themselves, I hopped into action and completed the following in the past 2 days.

1. Bought a new boy and girl going home NB outfit.

2. Diapers

3. Bassinet set up

4. Procured some little girl baby clothes, have yet to get into the storage to find what we used for Tayler and Parker, hopefully tomorrow I can convince Loren to head over with me.

5. Cleaned and washed the car seat.

6. Washed all the little girl clothes.

7. Put a rocking chair in our room.

8. Giving Tayler and Parker extra "loves" each day.

We still don't have a name settled on for either Gender. I wish we never would have started talking about them in the first place! Once we decided on a name, about a week later... one of us decides against it! :) I'm sure we will gett'er done when it is needed.

Thanks for all the supportive comments, after two REALLY good night of sleep, I am much more confident that things will work out. Love you all!! Hopefully the next post will have new baby pics!! TTFN!

BABY #3

October 2005- Bought my first outfit for a baby girl coming the next June.

October 2009- FREAKING out that I have yet to even buy diapers for a baby I do not know the gender of coming in 2-3 weeks.

Until now, I didn't realize just how convenient it was to know the GENDER of the baby. If I have the baby at the same time I had Parker, it will arrive next Sunday. SUNDAY! I have yet to find the 0-3 months clothes for Boys and Girls, because my husband has stacked them under everything we own in storage. I'm not going to lie, there may be a bit of silent thinking that if I don't prepare, it won't happen so soon. My Parker is still my baby right now. As much as I know I will love the new babe, I hate that Parker is now taking back seat. He had so little time being the baby. The fact that I will have two children with whom I cannot communicate with, have to clean dirty diapers and constantly carry in my arms is kind of scaring me to death. Not to mention all of the horror stories people are so willing to talk about when they find out the age gap. I feel like I will really need to rely on the Lord the next few months. I am not one who comes by patience easily.

We will make it.

I will live.

Now where the heck is my nesting INSTINCT!!

Summer Update...

So with all my thoughts that Loren wouldn't be able to get away at all this summer, we managed a few hours here and there for some fun!

24th of July!

Small Family Reunion with some of the Terry Cousins

Tates and Gracie

Country Fair!

We went to Lava probably on one of the coldest days yet this summer, we had fun though in the small pool and Tayler figured out that life jackets work instead of clinging to me 24-7!

A night at Hooper Springs in Soda. This is an all natural carbonated spring...

A night at the county fair with Grandma and Grandpa Bitton... we stayed a half hour. We went the night it poured of course :).

Just a cute pic of the Park Man!