Sunday, November 4, 2007
Kids are so sweet!
Some Sundays by the end of Sacrament meeting I'm thinking that every person in the chapel thinks I'm the worst parent ever and my kids are animals. I can't wait for the closing prayer so the torture can be over! Kids can be so trying and my patience runs out fast when I'm 9 1/2 months pregnant, so today I was totally at the end of my last nerve. Anyway, we got home and I'm ready for food and naps so I can take some mommy time. Ethan ran in the door, got an empty box I had just taken baby things out of this morning and ran into his room. I went to see what the heck he was doing and he said, "Mom I'm going through my toys to pick out some for the DI. That's serving isn't it?" Proud mommy moment! Brett walked in and was trying not to laugh and Lauren got into it and got a few things out of her room. I okayed it and now I've got a box of toys to DI tomorrow. The kids wanted to go today but I explained that the DI isn't open on Sundays. I was actually kind of surprised at the toys they picked. I can see why they picked them, but they also play with them still, just not as much as they did. I also went through baby blankets and decided to get rid of a few bags worth. I've still got tons and I thought someone might actually use them this way. When I had Ethan, I had a legion of LDS elderly who thought it was their sole purpose in life to give me a thousand blankets for each child I have, ever. I love them and appreciate each and every blanket made on my behalf, but then again, I can only swaddle a baby so many times a day. Evan now, baby number 3, I get asked what I need and I say no blankets for sure! So far I think I've been given about 5 gender neutral new blankets. "Oh, gee, thanks. Again." Brett and I laugh. All I say I want are diapers. Mountains of diapers. Honestly that's the only thing I need. I'm a human milk machine and I don't require maintenance. Speaking of that, yuck! I just got my order from Motherhood Maternity in the mail yesterday. I'm officially ready for baby. My new nursing bras have come, they even fit, and I didn't know they made bras in that particular letter size. I learn something new every day. I was a little nervous about the size I ordered because NOBODY carries my size in store so I had no reference. I also got my new nursing pj's! Oh so comfortable. I'm wearing them now and I'm not afraid to admit it. They are pink and Lauren looked at me like I was a goddess when she saw me in them. Apparently my usual colors aren't "pretty" enough for her. She got so excited at how "pretty you look, mommy!" that she couldn't stop rubbing the belly. Then she had to run into her room and frantically put her own "pretty" jammies on. Yeah, I'm an instant celebrity to my girl. On a side note, I heeded the advice on the church site as to what size nursing garment top to buy. Big mistake. They say to measure yourself around that point that sticks out the most and use those inches to determine the right size. HA, ha, ha, ha ,ha! Okay, I don't think I need an extra large. So I went a few number sizes smaller and ordered. Weeeeell, a few days later I got the package and I was relieved because I needed them before the baby came. I tried them on and just started laughing, somewhat hysterically. I apparently ordered a dress! Wow, I don't think they take women of my proportions into consideration when deciding on these rules for sizing. Anyway, I took a trip to Boise and after buying some tops about 7 sizes smaller than the suggested size, I've got tops that fit!!! Mission accomplished.
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you make me laugh! I love the dress comment...yeah...they are probably imagining someone who has triple J boobs to be a size J all over...hahahahah! Okay...so I know you aren't a triple J...or are you?;) (joking with you isn't rude is it? Sometimes I don't know...do people get offended if you if you joke they have a bigger size bra than they do? I hope not...because in all reality I think you are dang sexy..so tell me if I offend you by saying you are a size J and I will go and iron my hands)
anyhow...I totally feel you when you are are talking about Sacrament meeting. Last Sunday I left sacrament meeting in a trecherous mood and had a hard time recovering...really...church isn't supposed to do that to you!! So, I have decided...to either not go...or play with Carter in the hall the whole time...neither of which I think are the best solutions. But the right solution has yet to find me. I think there should be a special mommy section...maybe in a sound proof room where we can listen but our kids can play...and I know you can go to the mother's lounge...but that isn't a comfortable place to be either...AND...i think there should be a special mommy class for those whose children are not of nursery age...but cannot attend a civilized class...especially with crumbly, old ladies who just can't handle even the smallest peep out of our littlies. That way we would all be there and know that our kids can run around and play but we could still have spiritual discussion or parenting discussion...or something more than chasing gremlins through the hall, locking them in a small classroom, or repeatedly sitting them on a pew trying to shove cheerios down their throat and distract them with every book, toy, cell phone....ANYTHING!!..okay..so I have written my own blog on the subject...but as you can tell I am somewhat frustrated at the moment. Good luck to us!
How can I be offended when I make fun of myself? I'm actaully pretty hard to offend. And your three letters too big. Scary and I swear I look like a circus freak.
Sacrament is a challenge. I'm so jealous of those parents who's children actaully fall asleep in it. My kids have done that a totally of like five times between the two of them.
I will be honest, through your entire post I was wondering the size of bra you wore also! And you are right, I didnt knew they made them that large! We sure do loved our bigboobed Cheri! Every once in a while we still get Kinsey to go to sleep in church, but I am afraid that it will come to an end soon. Nooooooo!
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