Did someone slip me a sleeping pill?

Today I am tired. Well just about everyday I am tired, but I am really tired today.

I haven't been sleeping well at night the past 4 nights. I wake up in the middle of the night really sick and spending about an hour in the bathroom. Fun, fun. The baby is doubling in size and that could be part of the reason for sickness and also part of the reason for my tiredness.

Phil got up at 4 o'clock this morning to go Turkey hunting. Seriously, hunting does not sound fun to me at all. Why in the world would you want to wake up at 4 am traipse through the woods in the middle of the dark and sit either up in a tree or on the ground with all the woodland critters and wait for the sun to come up. All the while hoping you will catch a glimpse of a furry, or feathered friend to shoot. It really is a guy thing because that is not my idea of a good time.

Needless to say he didn't get home here until 1 in the afternoon. We ate and made a run to Walmart for some weed killer and food for us. Midway through shopping Phil gets called into work because the plant went down. Don't get me wrong I am thankful for the overtime....I'll take all we can get (easy for me to say right?) but at this point I have been home alone with the kids all day, they are fighting, it's 80 degrees outside and raining, and all I want to do is take a nap. However this is not going to be possible until I get the rugrats into bed.

I am sure Phil is tired too, and I sure as heck wouldn't want to work after getting up at 4 am but he did choose to wake up that early to go have "fun". So at the same time, I kind of don't feel bad either.

At this point I just want it to be Monday. Oh Monday I have never longed for you to come so badly in my life. I am now obsessed and dying with anticipation over the gender of this child. I actually wouldn't be surprised if that's part of my sleeping problem.

Basically, I just want to complain. So thanks for listening....one more hour until bed. Praise the Lord.

18 weeks today

Which means I get to find out the sex of the baby in 4 more days! I can hardly wait!

New pregnancy symptom---major heartburn. Even if I eat a plain piece of chicken I get it. I already eat smaller meals and that's proven, as I haven't gained anything yet but I can't seem to kick the heartburn. Wonderful! I am not surprised though as my belly has seemingly doubled in size since last week. When my stomach growls now it rumbles way up under my rib cage. My poor stomach...the things we do to bring children into this world. : )

Anyway here are the new pics.

Yesterday when I went out to get my food at super Walmart I decided to stop in the baby aisle and take a peek.

Can I just say that once I did that I was in a much better mood. I guess it kind of put things in perspective. Reminded me of the prize waiting for me in a few months.

Ethan was so cute picking out things for the baby. He kept wanting to throw boy things in the cart but I told him we have to wait. Just 6 more days and we'll know, then we can buy something gender specific. I am actually really proud of myself this time. In my past pregnancies I would go out and buy something yellow or green just for the sake of buying something. So far I really haven't bought anything. I did find a couple things on clearance a while back that were gender specific but I know so many people who are having babies right now that I can also use them as gifts, as the deals were to great to pass up.

At this point I can't wait for this week to be over. Monday couldn't come soon enough. Seems like this first half went by so quickly and now this last week leading up to the ultrasound is dragging on. I just want to know what my baby is!!!! My luck I'll get in there and he/she won't cooperate. Emma didn't...but we had paid for the ultrasound at one of those fancy clinics so she was patient with us and gave us an extra long ultrasound so she could tell us the sex.

Seriously, how do people wait to find out? I don't want surprises. I need to know. Especially if my birth is as traumatic as Ethan's. If I went through all that, had been put to sleep and didn't know he was a boy it would have been 10 times worse.

So if your feeling down I guess the answer is simple. Go to the store and hold all those little baby clothes. You'll feel better instantly.

Allergies anyone?

This is my third consecutive week without being able to breathe from my nose. At this point I am so over it. I want to take some meds, but nothing is really safe with the bun in the oven so I must sacrifice and suffer through and pray for hot weather to out me out of my misery.

I think I am pretty decent at handling pain, but when I have the same annoyance day after day with no relief I start to loose it. I have zero endurance left after 3 weeks.

Not to mention that it's raining today and I coughed so hard this morning I threw up...so really we were headed down the wrong track since this train got out of bed this morning.

So off to the grocery store I go now because of course we are out of food as well.

To bad you weren't all here with me today...as you can tell I am Miss Suzie Sunshine. Like I said, I try not to complain and keep pushing on but after three weeks enough is enough.