3 Days and Counting

There are only 3 days left of school (for me). For the children, they are finished on Wednesday. So.... let the countdown begin... 8 hours of children and counting. YIPPY!! This year has gone by so fast. It seems that nothing is the same at school anymore. This year has definitely been challenging and a year of change. It seems like with every change of the season we have had a change within the building. If anything good can come out of this year, I have to say that I have grown as a person bothe professionally and personally. I think that I am definitely stronger and have learned that you have to watch who you think your friends are and what you say. That is a lesson I think everyone can learn. I am a very trusting person by nature. I tend to believe what people say, but not anymore. I take everything with a grain of salt.

Well enough of that rambling... onto pregnancy news. Well there really is not any. I will be 17 weeks on Tuesday (tomorrow). I would take a picture of my baby bump, but oh yea, that is right, I really do not have one yet. I could be in regular clothing if I went up a size, but who wants to do that. I can wear regular tops, yea the boobs have not grown yet like they did with Lex. So I wear maternity clothes just to make myself feel pregnant. I ahve gained 5 pounds to date, but that is because I only eat three meals a day and am not exercising the way I should be. Hopefully when school lets out for the summer Lex and I can take walks int eh morning when it is cooler. My dream would be to join a pool so that we can hang out by the kiddy pool all day long. But when you put 500 and some dollars into daddy's car over the weekend for routine maintainence (brake pads, rotters, oil change, etc) joining an over priced pool is put on the back burner. There is always next year. I figure with a new baby and Lex turning three it may be a good summer to swim.

I go to the doctors on the 23rd of June to find out what I am having. Hopefully this one will be just as cooperative as Lex. He was spread eagle saying, "yea, I am a boy... see!!" I know that I am secretly hoping for a girl, but I will be just as excited for another little boy. Lex is wonderful and cute. I know that I am biased on that because I am mom, but he is really cute. He is now talking in four word phrases and really learning his ABCs and 123s. Hopefully Aunt Jen will bring us some luck seeing she is coming with me to the ultrasound :O)

His favorite movie this week is The Polar Express. He loves CHO CHO. I think that he has watched it so much that he can recite the lines to the story. It is so cute. Last night we were watching something other than Polr Express and Lex went to lay his head down next to mine on the pillow, but it did not go as planned. Instead of Lex laing his head peacefully on the pillow, he whamed his hard head into my nose. It did not bleed, but I definitely think that he broke it. I know that it is broised on the inside of the bridge of the nose, but it is not showing yet. It hurts though big time.

Soemthing on the sidebar... Opinions about breastfeeding. I know that this is a hot topic of debate.. giving your child the pure goodness of mom's milk versus the horrible factory made formula. This is just me speaking and voicing an opinion...
I was not able to produce breast milk. I tried. You can ask Scott. I even tried pumping, but only a few dribbles came out. Therefore, out of necessity, I bottle fed Lex. He gobbled up the formula. I told the doctors about not produsing anything, they ran tests, nothing was wrong with my glands (they thought because I have thyroid disease, it may have soemthing hormonally to do with it). I just do not produce. I do not feel guilty about having to formula feed Lex. He is smart, energetic, and very healthy. In fact I know that I am knocking on wood with this, the only thing that he has had in his two years of life is pink- eye, from the day care mom's kids, and the 24 hour flu, brought home from me and my school. People have the right to do what they want to. I knew that I was going back to work therefore I would have to bottle feed sooner or later. Obviously the sooner came first. I love my son just as much as any mother loves their child. My wich would be for people to stop cramming down other womens throats about how much better breast milk is compared to formula. Oh and ye, no one needs to remind us of the expense... we al lknow how much it costs. Well that is enough of that. I am done.

So onto the countdown. 8 hours and counting....