Today I went to the grocery store in my PJs. Which I have to confess is not entirely out of charterer for me, but is also not a regular occurrence, and was done with much hesitation. It came down to having to make a decision. I had it in me to either get dressed this afternoon or go to the store to get the things I needed for dinner. I did not have it in me to do both. I opted for food. I had a distinct craving for baked potatoes and chili and that's what I got. Then I got to the parking lot and I puked my guts out. Yap, right there in the King Soopers parking lot. Super awesome moment for me. I'm just proud of myself for making it out of the store really. Now the only thing I have a craving for is Tylenol and sleep. The Tylenol should be easy enough, and as soon as I have the energy to drag my body up the stairs where the Tylenol is, I'll be sure to take some. The sleep, I am not counting on. Nate is going to Klondoree tomorrow. Which if you're not familiar with scouts, Klondoree is code for torture. Actually, it's a big winter camp out, also code for torture. It is some how left to me to make sure that Nate has everything he needs for this camp out ready to go tonight. I hate scouting! Okay, to be fair, today I hate scouting. Most days I'm just not interested in it. But I have said that to what ever extent the boys want to participate in scouting, I will be supportive of that, and Nate wants to go to Klondoree. Oy.
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update- Sam is on his way home and will be helping Nate get packed. My friend Cara is taking Gracie to basketball practice. Sam will pick her up and take all of the kids to dinner and then to scouts and activity days. I am going to bed, and there is a God!!!

love

I love that Gracie is rocking some High School Musical while she cleans her room.
I love that today I felt better than yesterday. Good enough to fold laundry even.
I love that Sam is bringing me Arby's for dinner.
I love that McKay asked me questions about the baby all day. The most common one- How old will the baby be when I'm 10? How old will the baby be when I'm 24? and so on.
I love that so many people have sent me messages on FB and on the blog, congratulating us. It has made me even more excited.
I love that my house is so quiet right now and the kids are playing nicely outside, except for Gracie cleaning her room to High School Musical.
I love that some of my favorite shows are on tonight. I plan to make myself a cup of peppermint tea and crawl into bed early.
I love that I found some super cute maternity jeans.
I love that I just remembered I have cookies and cream ice cream in the freezer.

baby, baby, oh

a really bad picture of what is sure to be the cutest baby in the world!

I wish I had my video camera running last Wednesday night when we told the kids we were having another baby. Shock and then total excitement, followed by some of the funniest comments and questions.
McKay- When Abby and Bryce are teaching the baby stuff, I'll hold the baby so it doesn't run away.
McKay-You already went to the Dr. one time to get the baby put in your tummy.
Gracie- I wish we knew if the baby was a boy or a girl, cuz I don't like just calling it, "it". I think we should call it peanut.
Nate-I hope this one likes me.
McKay- If the baby is the size of a grape, if it gets hungry it could just eat it's self.
Abby- I hope it's a girl but if it's a boy I'll still like it, cuz I got used to McKay.
I know there were lots more but alas, I cannot remember.
My favorite comment though was from Sam, after seeing the kids pure excitement, he said "we did the right thing."
I was super glad that he thought so because I was feeling like crap and was starting to wonder.
We found out on Dec 23rd when I peed on a stick and saw the faintest hint of a second pink line. Sam happened to be on the phone at the time booking a family cruise for next October. I came out of the bathroom and said cancel it I'm pregnant. This was totally planned, but after trying for one whole month and thinking that it hadn't happened I decided that I wanted to wait until next August. There were lots of things I wanted to do this summer that I can't do pregnant, including going back to Africa, but apparently those things were not meant to be and this baby was. So to answer a few of the most commonly asked questions: Yes, this was planned. No, we will not be having any more after this. We are done, done, done! Yes, I realize there will be an almost 6 year gap between McKay and the baby. No, it doesn't bother me enough to have another one. Yes, I'm totally sick. No, not just in the morning, all frickin day. No, I do not enjoy being pregnant in the slightest. Yes, it's all worth it in the end. I'm due September 2. Anything else, feel free to ask. I don't mind. And I'll really try not to complain too much about how I feel because I know how very blessed I am.
My brother Carson and his wife Chelsi are expecting their first baby, a girl, on March 3rd. Burke and Nicky are expecting their 5th child, 1st girl in May, and Trent and Kacey are expecting their 3rd on September 3rd, just one day after me. It's a super exciting year for babies in my family. These four new babies will make 17 grand kids for my parents and ours will make 21 for Sam's parents. We announced the big news to our parents by mailing them newborn onesies with either a #17 or #21 on them and included a blurry ultrasound picture. I think they were all very surprised and happy.
I go in for another ultrasound on the 15th of this month so I hope to have a better picture of the peanut to share with you soon.