Lucy had so much fun running around outside and sword fighting anyone who dared to accept her challenge!
Sunday was a non-stop day...we had our friend Talia's 2nd birthday party. It had been way too long since we'd seen the Casessas and it was fun watching Lucy warm back up to them and watch her start to remember their house...she used to spend a LOT of time at babysitter Tammy's in her first two years of life and we're excited that baby #2 will also be spending a lot of time there once daddy's back to school.
The girl had time for a quick bath after the party but then it was time to move onto the next - Grandpa Meyers' birthday party!
Again, we got to spend a lot of time outside and again, our girl was loving life. And she loves spending time with her cousins Alli and Baby P.
By the time we got home that night, it was time to settle down and get to bed...and I started feeling kinda weird, but more on that later...
More playing outside this week. There's another mom with a black Rav4 who fetches her kid around the same time as me from Lucy's school. When we walk out and I ask Lucy which car is mine, she has repeatedly said, "The dirty one!" Ouch. So I put my kid to work on Monday and made her wash my dirty car. She was right - when I dumped the bucket out later, the water was black!
Last night we got to play outside some more - we played in the sandbox and with the water table. She was sooooo excited to get the water table out but then she started asking if we could get the pool out. I told her, "It's still Spring...we have to wait until Summer for the pool" and she asked if it would be Summer tomorrow...
I don't think I ever touched on this on the blog...we gave up the B (pacifier) when Lucy turned 3. Dave talked to her a lot about it in the weeks leading up to her birthday and she'd often bring it up herself. We were scared and sad but stuck with the plan as we'd discussed. When the time came, I asked Lucy if we should save her Bs for the new baby and she said NO! She preferred just throwing them away (which I didn't really do but she has never seen them again). Bedtime was slightly rough for a couple of days but she never actually asked for the B - we just knew if it was there, she'd have gone to sleep sooner. She seemed to know and understand and accept the "no more B now that you're 3" thing. A month and a half later and it's basically been a non-issue. One time in the car she asked, "Did you bring my B?" out of the blue but when I laughed and said no, there was nothing else said.
She's also basically potty-trained. She's had just a couple of accidents - and the most recent one was almost immediately after answering "no!" to "Do you have to go potty?" which is incredibly frustrating - but she's been doing great overall. She even keeps her undies on for nap at school. Now I'm just wondering how long she'll wear a pull-up to bed. There is no consistency there...she always wants a drink before bed but some mornings she wakes up with a dry pull-up and some mornings it's wet...
For the past 4 weeks of "dance" class, there has been ZERO dancing for Lucy. We haven't been sure what the deal was - nothing seemed to bring it on and nothing (aka bribery) was able to cure it. It was SO frustrating! And her level of non-participation ranged from sitting / standing on her spot the whole time, not dancing, with a grouchy expression to sitting / standing in a corner. It was insane! She'd act excited before dance class and often sang the songs and did the dances at home but once at the studio...nothing! Last week she would not even start the night on her spot. She sat on the bench next to me, ignoring her teachers and classmates...Finally, her teacher came and scooped her up - and Lucy did NOT put up a fight. For the rest of the class, the two teachers took turns maneuvering a Lucy puppet...so Lucy herself did not dance, but her body did the movements with the teachers' help. Weird kid. A few times I caught her smiling but she wiped the smile off quickly each time...she was loving the extra attention but couldn't let anyone know...
Tonight, though? She freaking danced! To every song! Kids are so dang tricky!
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So last Sunday was a busy day, like I mentioned. I woke up that morning feeling super sleepy - as if I hadn't slept all night (but I had...though I do wake up every hour to pee...). I was up for a couple of hours and couldn't fight the fatigue anymore and luckily my sweet family let me go back to sleep for about 2 hours. But then it was party time.
Still nothing ever sounds good so I struggle with what to eat but lately I have been fairly hungry. Maybe the baby has moved down enough to give me some stomach space but I feel like I can actually eat and I feel hungry. So when we had pizza for dinner, I had a few slices - even though the baby has warned me again and again NOT to EVER eat pizza. I was hungry and it tasted good! By the time we got home at about 8pm, I wasn't feeling right but I was pretty sure I needed a chocolate shake...Dave, my hero, went to fetch one for me.
I had a lot of cramping and pressure down low and I felt like I couldn't stand up straight. While my shake waited for me in the freezer, I went up with Lucy and layed with her and she told me, "Mom, I'm ready to be a big sister." Wow...I thought she must know what she's talking about...maybe baby is coming tonight??
I came back down and retrieved my shake and told Dave, "I'm not sure about how I'm feeling right now..." which freaked him out...He said, "You need to throw that shake away and go to bed and get some sleep while you still can!" and I cracked up and said, "Good one!" Who would throw a chocolate shake away?? He was afraid it wasn't going to sit well and would upset my stomach - he doesn't understand when I tell him it actually helps! After I finished it, I went to bed - still unable to stand up straight - and was actually able to fall asleep. I kept waking up every hour to pee and finally at about 12:30, the pizza escaped (and maybe this is TMI but I could tell that it was just the pizza being rejected...the shake stayed put!) and I slept even better...and obviously no baby...so I don't know for sure what was going on - pizza punishment? Too busy a day?
Back to the doctor today:
Just like last week, I am 3 cm dilated.
I asked Dr. Lea how big he thinks the baby is because last time I asked him the same question about Lucy and he said / guessed 7.5 pounds and she came out soon after at 7.6 pounds! Today he said, "Probably...12 or 13 pounds..." Good one...NOT! But then he gave a serious answer and predicted the baby would be born at about 8 pounds.
I made my next appointment for next Wednesday at 4:20 but he doesn't expect to see me and if he does, may want to discuss induction because he doesn't like having patients go beyond a week past their due date.
I have a feeling the baby will come this weekend or early next week and my official vote is for Monday...stay tuned!
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