Pics of Grace on her birthday...

Ok, we did not have a cake tonight, we are doing that Sunday at my mom's house, but here is my girl on her 2nd birthday!

Happy Birthday, Gracie!!!

Happy Birthday Sweet Gracie... with a side of what the heck was he thinking?!

Happy Birthday, Gracie!!!!


Today is my precious baby's 2nd birthday! I haven't taken any official pictures of her as a two year old(yet), but I will and will definitely post them later! :)


I just can't believe that it has been two years since this spunky little monkey entered our lives! She has been such a blessing to us, and can't imagine a day without her!


Happy Birthday Gracie... I hope that your special day is just that... special and filled with love!


Now... for the second part of this post:


WHAT THE HECK WAS HE THINKING?????


So.... as all of the moms out there, I would hope you would understand what I am about to say, and why this pregnant hormonal mom would be upset about what he has done. OK... so, I feel like Grace's birthday has kind of crept ip on us. Seriously, with being pregnant, having prenancy brain, and my aunt Sandy coming for a visit from Florida (first time in 18 years), I just haven't been thinking about shopping. So, today I called my husband and said that I wanted to discuss what we should get her for her birthday. He said ok, but he really couldn't talk at that time. So, he called back an hour later and said that he was getting off work and was going to Toys R Us to look at swing sets and to see what they had.

Well... about another hour after that he texted me to call him. Finally... he called me and said that he had just bought all of Grace's birthday presents... without me! Whoa! Stop the presses... we went from needing to talk about what we should get her, to he got her stuff, without talking to me about it! I mean... I am her mom, so why would I want to help pick out her birthday presents????

Let's just say, this hormonally challenged mom did not take this news well! NOT AT ALL!!!! It was fine, until the part that he told me that he got her a Go Diego! GO! bike thing, that was basically for a boy!!! I mean, that is not that big of deal, but you know, I wanted to have a small part in deciding, and for me, this is like my Christmas(since, out of respect for my husband's religious beliefs, we don't really celebrate Christmas in our house... of course, I celebrate it at my parents house, and in my heart!). I wanted to help pick out her presents and to have that taken away, hurt like I had been stabbed in the heart. I mean... yes, that is a little dramatic, but I am pregnant, so indulge me!

Anyway... So, after about an hour and a half of being mad, then finally deciding to just suck it up and cry, we headed to my aunt's for dinner. Of course, my face was so swollen and someone mentioned that I looked like I had been crying... so of course, while Doug was out of the room, I started crying again, and explained why I was so upset. Everyone agreed with me that it was just a bad decision on his part and that he didn't mean to upset me(which I know he was trying to just be helpful... I really do know that), but it was basically just something that a man would do without realizing how I would feel. So... after a few hours of being hurt, I decided to just stop being upset. It was a really sweet thing for him to do, and he did a good job, but he needed to realize how important something like this is to a momma and to talk to me next time. So... will see if he does.

Thanks for listening... I am praying that October gets here soon so I can feel back to my hormonally balanced self.

Attitude and a multitude of "CHEEZ"!

Grace has finally learned to say "CHEEZ" for the camera! When she sees a camera... she says it! I have taught her well! :) Of course, prior to the "CHEEZ", she had to show her 2 year old attitude! She is hilarious and I just don't know what I am going to do with her! Love her to death and kiss her and tell her that I love her all the time... that is all I can think of! Oh... and potty train her... funny story coming later!

One week from yesterday...

This little girl will be 2 years old!

Where has the time gone?

She is so smart... really too smart sometimes. The other day, she was coloring on a piece of white computer paper that I gave her. She was going through all of the crayons in her bucket and she came to the white. When she got to that crayon, she colored for a few seconds and said(no lie!), "Mama... White is broke!" She figured out that it was broke because she couldn't see any color on the page! Seriously... how did she figure that out?

Besides telling me that the white crayon does not work, she says so much more! I am amazed by her vocabulary! She is like a little parrot. She can say pretty much anything she wants to, and is starting to put words together to make her point across. She is also telling us when she needs a new diaper, which means that I need to start the potty training process. I am a little intimidated by that, but we will get through it.

She also has a love for animals! She loves our beloved pets, Honey the dog, and Rainy, Sugar, and Tabasco or cats. Of course, the cats-with the exception of Rainy- run from her, only because Rainy can't. But, besides our domesticated animals, she has also found a love for farm animals. Last night my best friend and I took her to the County Fair. I had planned on letting her ride the ponies they have there, but what I hadn't planned on was the fact that she would love them so much that she would not want to get off! Here are a few pictures from our Fair experience! :)

Yep... that is my little cowgirl! :)

And of course, you can't got to the fair without getting a shaved ice in bright blue and red....

Or, FAIR FRIES!!!(Seriously, the best part of the fair!)

Hope you all have a great Saturday!

Crying.

I am trying to come up with all of the things that I am feeling right now, and it is so hard putting it into words. Being pregnant ties up your thoughts and feelings and then puts them in a blender, mixes them up, and then instead of coming out in words, they come out of your eyes: tears.

I have been known as the crier for a while. Years ago, when I worked as a manager at Lane Bryant, crying a typical thing, especially in the last year that I worked there. When someone would upset me, and I was really mad, instead of getting mad, I would just cry. Then, that same character trait followed me to my new position as a Customer Service rep at a credit counseling agency (and yes... this company was legit and worked). Typically I would cry if I felt that I had been treated badly by a customer or got angry with a co-worker. I cried a lot when I got a new supervisor, because at first, I really didn't like her, and she didn't like me. It was a personality thing, but once we finally realized that our personalities were different, and by working together, we were a stronger team and couldn't be beat. Of course, I acredit Tracy(my Sup) to helping me harden my shell, and not cry at the drop of a hat.

Now however... being pregnant with this little boy that is doing somersaults in my belly, I cry every day. It can be just the pain that I am experiencing with my back, or that I feel like my husband is not really taking my feelings into account, I get the information that my Aunt Sandy is coming to Ohio(that one made me bawl like a baby!!!), or I just feel like crying. You know it is bad when your daughter comes up to you and says... "Mama? Crying?" And I have to respond... "Yes baby... I am crying".

How do you control this while you are pregnant. You can't... you just have to carry a lot of tissue and don't wear makeup.

Prayer Request... for me and Baby Mac

*Update*
Sorry it has taken me so long to update this, but everything is fine. WE went to the Dr yesterday and the nurse hooked me up to the monitor, and even though our precious little boy was being very stubborn, we heard a heartbeat and also heard him kicking around. Apparently, he was just a little sleepy yesterday morning, but better safe than sorry! :)

Thanks for your prayers and comments!

*Original*

Hey everyone, I am panicing a little bit this morning. I have not been feeling much movement from the baby, so I am off to the Dr in about an hour for the nurse to check me out. I feel kind of silly, but I would much rather be safe than sorry.

Please pray that everything is ok, and this is just in my head and I am being a panic.

THanks!

As most of you know, baby Stellan is having another serious bout with his SVT and he is back in the hospital. Please pray for baby Stellan! If you are not familiar with the McKinney Family, please check out Jennifer's Blog.