Monthly Archives: March 2012

Baby chicks and baby bumps

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It’s Spring and with Spring comes all sorts of things baby related.

For one, we are getting baby chicks. My wonderful mother-in-law is raising them for us right now at her place until I’m ready to bring them home which will probably be after baby #3 comes along. Yesterday the kids got to hold them for the first time.

 

And of course there is the upcoming birth of our baby. Just under 5 weeks until my due date!  Here’s a pic of me from the other night in that silly red shirt.

I’m 35 weeks and feeling pretty great. I’ve been swimming for about 4 weeks now, 4-5 times per week and it’s done wonders for my pelvic pain. I don’t break down into tears from the pain anymore and I know that makes my husband a whole lot happier. I can move around freely, play with the kids outside and carry them again when they need some extra lovin’. It’s amazing! I just wish I would have started swimming sooner.

I must say though, that my backstroke these days is a sight to behold. My father-in-law was swimming with me the other night and laughed at the sight of my belly rotating from side to side above the water.  He said the baby was probably getting sea-sick in my belly from all the swaying. Honestly, he might be right because I swear the kiddo inside is bracing itself against my ribs as I swim. It’s not the most comfortable feeling and my body is anything but stream line but I’m feeling stronger at least and am less worried about the upcoming labor.

For shits and giggles, here’s a red shirt, baby bump play-by-play spanning the past 12 weeks.

   

23 Weeks                                                           28 Weeks                                                            35 Weeks

With just about a month to go I think it’s time to start thinking about the things I need to acquire for baby #3 and all the prep work I’d like to accomplish before baby’s arrival. But instead, I’m going to go outside and play with the kids and chuckle as my husband tries to hang a tire swing from the tree that just keeps dropping branches. Stay tuned for scenes from this debacle, I mean adventure…

Cheers!

 

 

 

 

Excuse me, Giraffe, but that’s urine…

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Yesterday Grandma Anke accompanied us to Brookfield Zoo. Her favorite animal is the Giraffe so we made sure to stop and see them. I’ll never look at giraffes the same. Let me explain.

We were viewing those long-necked creatures and my mom and I were snapping some pics.  Below is one I took of Odin as he’s saying, “Hello!” to the giraffes. It was cute.

 

 

What I didn’t find to be particularly cute was when one giraffe started taking a pee while another giraffe stood behind it placing its face and head in the urine stream.

The giraffe on the left is the pisser. The one behind it to the right was the one drenching itself in the pee. I mean, it was pretty hot out yesterday but I’m not so sure it was hot enough for that sort of behavior.

Way to pick an animal with nasty habits as your favorite, Grandma Anke! You’re gross by association. Love you 😉

 

We soon forgot about the unsanitary giraffes as we entered Great Bear Wilderness and cooled off with the polar bears.

And we ended our visit with the dolphin show. Always a crowd pleaser!

                                          

And of course we got caught in a torrential downpour as soon as we left the dolphins. I knew the rain was coming at some point in the afternoon but was hoping to make it out of the zoo before it hit.  Basically as soon as we started walking to the exit the sky started pissing on us and instead of taking cover like everyone else I said f*** it and kept charging towards the parking lot. I figured the rain wasn’t going to let up any time soon and we had to get back in time for swim lessons. Anyone want to take a guess as to when the rain let up?

I bet you’ve got a good guess.

Yup, as soon as we all piled into the car and got all the gear in the rain stopped.  I was drenched, my car was full of dog hair and the kids were a little on the whinny side. All I could do was laugh.

It was a great first trip to the zoo this year but there was so much we didn’t get to do and see. Not to worry though, I bought the family pass so we’ll be going back soon! More goofy zoo adventures are to be had and shared with you!

Good times!

 

Enduring the heat

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I really didn’t think  that I’d be dealing with these high temperatures during this pregnancy. My maternity wardrobe just isn’t cut out for this weather. But that’s not what I wanted to post about. I just needed to bring that up for a moment.

What I really wanted to share with you is this

As of late, Dragon has taken up residence in the bathroom.

It makes me chuckle looking at him because he reminds me of a drunk college kid. It’ll be okay, little buddy. (Don’t you dare puke in my house!!)

He’s really a cold weather dog at heart and the cool tile floor gives him a little reprieve from the heat since the indoor temp and outdoor temp are identical here at Camp Bailey. I refuse to turn the AC on yet. It’s still March damn it!

In addition to the cool tile floor, the bathroom also provides some solitude. It’s where he hides from our mini terrorists after a long day of playing with them outside chasing the dirt bike/four-wheeler/bicycles/tennis balls etc… Basically, he’s just worn out.

And I’m loving it!

He gets into way less mischief lately. No chewed up toys/books/recycling. No running away (knock on wood!) Better obedience. Here’s to hoping I can keep up this trend through the spring and summer. Shouldn’t be a problem since I have a dirt bike junkie on my hands to rid her dog of all his excess energy 🙂

Though the warmth is nice(ish), in all honesty my pregnant ass is really looking forward to the cooler temps that are coming our way. Nobody likes a sweaty, cranky, fat girl!

Cheers!

 

 

 

We’re going on a bear hunt…

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We’re going on a bear hunt…

… And we found 3 baby bear cubs!

For a few weeks now we’ve been anticipating Daddy’s big birthday surprise for our Lilly-Bear and inadvertently for Odin and myself as well. He wouldn’t tell us anything about where we were going or what we were doing aside from the fact that we had to go to Chicago for it. I figured it had to be something really cool for him to take us downtown on his day off from commuting to the city and we weren’t disappointed.

We got to play with three 8 week old black bear cubs. A friend and coworker of ours owns a gallery in Chicago and had a lady come in for a special showing of the cubs for a small group of us. For an hour we were able to hold, pet, watch and photograph the little balls of fur as they pawed at the air, tried to suck our hands, cried out for more food and crawled around on the blanket.

Of course as is the case with youngsters of any species it can be a little difficult to get a good picture since they never hold still for very long. I spent the hour snapping away when I wasn’t holding the bears trying to capture the moment. Here’s what I ended up with:

Lilly thought that the baby bear was missing her mommy and made sure to let us all know.

 

By the end of the hour the the three bear cubs and my little cub were tuckered out.

Happy St. Pat’s, Y’all!

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Happy St. Pat’s, Y’all!

 

We’ve been spending our day playing in the rain, mud and sunshine. It’s been awesome! Hope you’re having as much fun as we are!

Getting in a dry run before the rain hit.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now going out in the rain to rip through some mud puddles.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We got a little wet and muddy.

 

She loved getting muddy but didn’t want to stay that way after she got off Lightening (her bike.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The dogs didn’t mind staying muddy. It’s their favorite state to be in.

 

 

This is a rare shot of Doc standing after the run. He was pooped and will be limping for days. He’s such an old man dog.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dragon was so thirsty he was licking mud puddles for water.

 

 

 

 

 

And what’s a holiday without some festive cookies!?!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy St. Pat’s, everyone!

 

 

Yay! The dentist!

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So little Miss Dragon Breath could not have been more excited about her first trip to the dentist. Yes she is 4 and this is her first real teeth cleaning. I may be a little behind the ball but whatever, I got her there. I was hoping it would help with her bad breath that has developed over the past month or so but her teeth were pretty clean. The dental tech said that there could be many other factors contributing to her bad breath including tonsils, diet and colds. I think the cleaning will help and I’ve switched her to adult toothpaste which I think is helping too.

Aside from the state of her breath, the actual visit to the dentist went great. It caught me off guard just how willing she was to go given peoples’ stereotypical response to the dentist although I suppose she has not had any bad experiences yet to create the feelings of dread that most people harbor. She was all but bouncing off the walls as the receptionist asked her if she was ready to get her teeth cleaned.

Reading The Berenstain Bears Visit The Dentist probably helped. in the car on the way she said she needed to act like a big kid just like Brother Bear did when he went to the dentist with Sister Bear. I told her she is a big kid, she doesn’t just have to act like one. She said, “I know I’m a big kid but I need to act like one too!”

Wow! When did she get so smart?

Here are some pics of her big teeth cleaning adventure:

She looks so little in this chair but so big at the same time!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She got to wear some pretty sweet shades to keep the bright light out of her eyes. I wish I was a kid at the dentist!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This foamy teeth protector stuff tasted like cotton candy. Yum (if you’re a kid!) I think I would have gagged though.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The suction tube was called Mr. Thirsty. It was a lot of fun to play with after the dental technician was all done cleaning her teeth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Odin was very intrigued about the whole experience. His sister put on a great show for him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then Lil got to practice brushing the big teeth. She showed O how to brush all sides of the teeth and then O got a turn to try it out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And what’s a trip to the dentist without a prize from the prize box? I would have snapped a pic of Lil’s cute bracelet she picked out but Odin was having a melt down over the fact that he wanted two cars from the prize box instead of just one. Such a stinker!

All in all it was a very successful first trip to the dentist.

And after we waited the necessary 30 minutes for Lil’s teeth protector stuff to work its magic we sucked down some Shamrock Shakes while playing outside at home! Good times.

Cheers!