Waiting, waiting, waiting

So I am a little over two weeks away from the actual due date. I have not come early with either of my other 2 children. I don't know why but I just wish I would. Chances are not likely though. Here's hoping! There is no candy in my house right now. So the man is on a mission. He should be coming home with root beer, circus peanuts and skittles. Aahh. Good man. I know this doesn't sound like a nutritious diet (especially for a prego woman) but peanuts are protein, right? and the root beer will help me to stay hydrated? Okay whatever I just won't eat them all in the same sitting. Maybe. Anyway, thank you to the man!!!



The boy I think will be great. Today I could have ate him alive he is so adorable. Out of the blue he just came up to me, at the perfect height to be placed just under my outie-belly-button. He lifted up my shirt just enough and kissed my belly. Aaahhhhhh, how sweet, eh? Yes he will be a charmer.



The girl has her moments too. She has started randomly telling me she loves me. I don't even have to tell her first. And she is starting to "love" a lot of things. She says "I looove it mommy, I loooove it". And she loves to sing. She does this by singing loudly "sOnGing, oh sonGing, sOoOOnGiNNNNG" It's the darn cutest thing.

REGRESSION

I am back to the stage of pulling out my hair. I don't know what happened but the boy has regressed in his potty training. I am back to cleaning 3 or 4 underwear a day and this time I am 37 weeks pregnant! I am so tired of it I could scream. I just don't know how to deal with this. I have read lots of articles online and all of them say how I shouldn't discipline for this or even show any emotion. Do they realize how hard it is for a hormonal pregnant lady to not show emotion after cleaning potty accidents all day? I have been taking his toys away. Each time he has an accident, I take something else away. I don't know if this is working, because he will still look the man right in the face and pee on the floor. Luckily it's only been the wood floors. AAAUUUUGGGG!!!

Anyway if there are any suggestions, please enlighten a frustrated mother!

Time Out

So I am in the middle of cooking dinner the other day. The boy is apparently hungry and comes to ask me, "Mommy, when will dinner be ready?"

"When the buzzer goes off." I tell him.

Just a brief pause of reflection before he asks me, "Mommy, is the dinner in time-out?"

A new post

So I was totally planning on putting a new post in here tonight, but I got to looking at all my friends and family blogs and found a bunch that I didn't know about. Well I had to read them and then add them into my blog list and that pretty much took up all the free time I was willing to spend. So sorry friends... Your just going to have to wait.
I know it's hard.
My life is just so exciting.
I have you all on the edge of your seats just waiting for the next post...