Easter Fun and Prego Pics...

We had a great Easter this year. We were invited to join Dan and Cheryl Plourde at their house for their family Easter lunch. We have a blast every time we go over to their place and Sydney has a fit when it's time to go. She has so much fun playing with all their kids. It must be crazy for her, 6 kids 6 and under running around and a ton of new toys to play with. It's also one of the most relaxing places for me to take Sydney because with that many kids you don't have to worry about Sydney being the only one to ever find the one thing that hasn't be "child-proofed" and breaking it. It's always fun going to different peoples homes, especially when food is involved and I don't have to cook it or only have to bring a dish of something, but it's generally not very relaxing for me. I'm almost constantly corralling Sydney and keeping her from breaking some precious item, but it's still worth the effort to get to hang out with adults. But going to the Plourdes' I don't have to worry half as much about where she is or what she's doing and I know that she's being entertained where ever she is. Anyway, we had an awesome time getting to know more of Dan's extended family and they're all so kind and generous, even bringing something for Sydney for Easter. The Easter Bunny (otherwise known as Dan and Cheryl) even left a Easter basket for Sydney at their house, it was so nice of them to bless her that way. She loved it and I don't think she ate anything nutritious all day, just candy, candy and more candy. After lots of fun and food we tried to leave, but Sydney was able to find the outside toys and it took us another half hour or more until we finally we able to drag her away, kicking and screaming all the way, but after about 5 minutes of screaming on the way home she crashed and finally got some sleep, albeit only about 15 minutes, bringing the sum total of all her naps to less than 45 minutes. I had tried to get her to lay down as soon as we got to the Plourde's home, but well, that wasn't happening with all the excitement, then when she was getting really tired later on, I tried again, but either a door got slammed and it opened the bedroom door she was in or someone else opened the door on her and she was screaming, so that didn't work either. Oh well, it made it so I could put her to bed an hour earlier and she slept the whole night through, almost a full 12 and a half hours. She also went on to have a two and a half hour nap this afternoon so she must have needed some catch up.

For those who are wondering after my blog about buying a new Easter outfit, I didn't, sort of. I had gone to Target to buy myself a pair of shorts and decided to just take a look at the kid's clothes and they were having a sale on shirts and Sydney has grown out of most of her t-shirts, so I picked her up a couple and she wore one of them with a skirt that she's had for a long time, so sorta new, sorta not, I guess that's one way to solve my dilemma.

Baby Belly Pics...

Here's the latest belly pic, sorry I don't have one from Sydney to compare it to. I'm not sure if it's just lost somewhere with a strange file name or for some reason we missed that week, but I don't have one. So that's that. One strange thing to think on... when you're small you can't wait to be in the "double digits", but now that I'm older and waiting on something, I can't wait to be in the "single digits". What do I mean by that, as of tomorrow I'm officially 9 weeks from my due date, in the "single digits", it seems so much less than 10 weeks, or the "double digits" that I'm at right now. Yeah, only 9 weeks left, but if I think about it too hard, I get discouraged. Why you might ask? Because it's just barely less than a quarter left of what I've already been through or two more months. That might not seems like a lot to some people, but to me two months or a quarter of my pregnancy still seems like a lot. So I'll just think about it as 9 weeks and hopefully I'll make it through without going crazy. Although even thinking about 9 weeks of the most tiring and physically trying part of my pregnancy seems like a long, long time. Just think of the final outcome, just think of the final outcome... as long as I keep reminding my self this, hopefully I'll make it without making Jeff go too insane. Please pray that it will go fast, although not too fast because I still haven't got anything ready for the baby, other than putting the bassinet in my bedroom, but even that is full or clothes and no where near ready for a baby to be in it. I guess I should probably get moving on trying to find Sydney's brand-new baby clothes and stuff and getting it ready for the new baby, but it still seems so far off that there shouldn't be a rush. I'm a little too much of a procrastinator to start already, a week or two before is most likely when I'll get to finding everything, if it's before that, I'll be really proud of my self. With Sydney it was only days before she came that I even felt close to ready for her, still buying stuff a day or two before she came, and I hadn't finished packing my bag for the hospital until my water broke when I figured I guess I had better because I was heading their in a few minutes. So long story short, if I'm finished before I head off to the hospital to deliver, I'm in good shape.