So guess what I've been doing..

If you guessed packing, moving, unpacking, throwing a birthday party, building a new salon, planting, going on an annual family vacation, and trying to complete daily activities as well, then you are correct! Life keeps coming at me so fast. There are days I want to fall apart in a pile of tears. I am on vacation right now and taking an opportunity to record this moment in our life journey.
My baby girl seems to be growing up so fast. It is obvious to me that I need to get her academic schedule together. Thank goodness she is just four years old for a few weeks. It will be interesting so see how our schooling goes once I have this baby. Big sister to be, is protective of her brother, bossy over her brother & others. Loves pink, dresses, babies, jewelry, candy and puppies & kitties. I want to laugh it so sounds so cliche, and I wonder if it's all girls or just this one. Big brother to be, is a handful. He is an absolute delight identifying where the spider is in his book, learning the hand movements for "The its, bitsy, spider" trying new words etc, but he is likely to truly hurt himself with his "No Fear" approach to life. I know I am a biased Mom, but I am so taken by them I could just eat them up!
It's tough because on a vacation one comes to realize how little playtime is made in daily living. The sad truth is how else do meals get made, skipping brushing teeth may be fine for a week out routine, but it must be taught and practiced.
I can hardly comprehend a daily routine with so much left to complete upon arriving home. I start the business up this week, which I will need more product for. I still have to organize my closet, never did have a dresser. Need to get the nursery together, make drapes for the girls rooms, fix & freeze meals so my family eats healthy well rounded meals when I am too exhausted to cook. Blah blah blah... At least you know what I'm up to if I don't post for a while. I don't think I truly comprehend how busy life will bs with baby number three. Wishing blessings for all!

And I thought a blog would be a good idea

This is supposed to be the place I journal all the stuff I wouldn't share on Facebook or on my kids website.  As it turns out blogging for me had landed right where most stuff for me is at present, last.  I would complain about this except that I love having our little baby girl.  I fear I am holding her even more than the last and she is not content unless she is held.  Yes, I am ruining her, but if this is my last baby and she should be... then I plead the right to hold my last baby as much as I darn well please. 

I do miss time with friends and shopping, and having time to really enjoy a daily shower and even blogging all my issues.  Right now, I am peeking at the clock thinking get yourself to bed.  So I willl, because I spent my excess time tonight pinning on Pinterest, my new fun thing.  If I didn't do that I was going to read yet another parenting book.  Maybe when my baby doll is closer to one-year I will be back blogging it out again.
Hope so. 
Be well, blessings to all.

Attempting to prepare for baby

Still trying to keep up with life.  I am caught up in my drape project for the nursery with an art framing project on the burner.  I also have to pick my meals for fix and freezing.  Then prepare of course.  I can't believe we are having a baby in 47 days.  I can't seem to find anything lately.  I have lost my watch since Friday and pregnancy yoga DVD in them move.  I am having chronic sciatic pain and there is too much to do when I should be loving on my baby boy who is about to lose his position as baby.
The dog is aging at a rapid rate as she is about to turn 13 in 6 weeks.  I have mounting debt balance to pay before the baby comes and I want new boots and a few other things as well as getting some clothes ordered for the kids.  I think I could lose my mind.
One day at at a time.  I just keep taking one day at a time but each day I get to cross a bunch of stuff off the list, I realize how much stuff I forgot to add to the list in the first place.
Just thankful our family is healthy and growing.

After 10 months we sold the house

So much has happened since last month.  I have such highs and lows over selling our home that I couldn't bring myself to blog to about it.  The negotiations for sale seemed more like being held hostage in the end.  It was very discomforting. All the joy was taken when they bottom lined with "you have a sale if you come down another $1500.  You can only imagine what we could using the $1500 for.  We are almost that high in overages for the new house and I need to convince my husband to invest in retaining walls for landscaping.  That along with the fence will need to keep the kids safe from the pond and the dog safe as well.  This is part of the frustration from taking a $12000.00 loss from the first purchase agreement that fell through last fall. 

The new house is coming along but we have beat down with meetings and phone calls making sure we have all the required meetings and details worked out.  We are only a week away from scheduling the movers.
My pregnancy has been healthy.  I haven't thrown up since the first day of the 17th week and a gag session about two days ago.  I still think it's a boy, but I may have to eat crow on that one.

Everything seems so busy I hardly have time to put much thoughts down much less work through my thoughts.  I am grateful and exhausted and happy.  I am .

Could it be any harder

Could the timing of having our house on the market be any worse?  Yes, of course it could be after we have the baby or right before.  However, this is not an easy road as it is.  A 3 1/2 year old, who wipes boogers on the walls lately, has drawn on the wall and nearly flooded the toilet trying to wipe on her own.  A 17 month old, who throws toys and can trash glass in one lick of the tongue or pat of the sticky snack hand.  I've got a geriatric dog who can't climb in the back of the Mountaineer anymore and I myself have most-of-the-time sickness.  It is so difficult to prep the house for a showing these days.  They tear up any room I've already cleaned.  It's just so challenging.  We just have to sell this house asap. 

Can't ask for too much

Today my Dad had an angiogram and is having a stint placed in his largest artery as I write.  Thank goodness.  As long as we hear a heart beat tomorrow, I will tell my family this weekend about the pregnancy.  Reminding them there is still three weeks left of the 1st trimester.  I have been sick, so very sick.  I am tired and I am losing hope with the house situation.  I don't want to be on the market anymore.   We have renewed our listing for 60 days and dropped the price of the house another $10,000.  If we don't get an offer that is acceptable at this point, I can't even imagine.  I really truly can't.
It is almost unbelievable we have put a date on the dream to end if in fact it must.  But that is what we have to do with a child on the way.  God will reveal his will.  I don't think I'm pushing it.  He is all-powerful, all-knowing and I almost let go of the dream now, thinking he could have made the miracle happen already if he wanted.  He could have.  But ....  placing a deadline was not my idea, it came from the agents of the builder, so this end date is part of the natural process. I feel like I have been asking for many prayers to be answered lately.  What I need to remind myself of, is that I am worthy.  A friend posted God is everything or God is nothing, the opposite of faith of fear, there is no in between.  My sponsor used to say that to me.  My thought...  God Is!

I am that desperate

Shhh! We are five weeks and two days pregnant. Far too many people know this early on. My trainer at the club, my hygienist, my yoga instructor, a friend from MOPS I just couldn't lie to.
Morning sickness hasn't hit yet. Slight nausea though. With my first pregnancy, which was an invitro baby, I had no morning sickness and spontaneously miscarried. We didn't learn of this until the 11th week. Since then we have decided not to share our good news until the end of the first trimester. Now, I am remembering how much I dread morning or all day sickness but secretly panic when I don't get sick. I have totally fallen for the belief that if I'm not sick, it's not a strong pregnancy. So I wait and dread being sick. It's just the way it is for me. One must have misery to have also have good news.
I know that's broken thinking. It doesn't have to be that way. Somehow I just find comfort that everything will work out well in the end if we do have some misery. Blah. I really dislike that about myself.
Here's one for ya. Our house we be on the market for the eighth month as of the 19th. I am doing my very best to just trust God with the health of the pregnancy he blessed us with and working out the housing for us. I must remind myself we only listed because we thought it was God's will. Hmm. How troubling that I confuse myself over such things.
At this point I am desperate enough to bury St. Joseph upside down in the yard. Wait... what? I am no longer a practicing Catholic. I am a Jesus loving Christian, but do I pray to the saints or to my Lord. Don't answer, it's a rhetorical question. What I'm getting at is I'm just that desperate. I want to know that it will all work out and now I clearly have a dead line on it. I would like to be in the house by June so we can be settled and organized before the baby comes. Not just in, but settled and organized. I am an old Mom. I am celebrating my 39th birthday next month. I need almost as much rest as the baby and far more rest than my one and three year old. I'm so overjoyed at being pregnant I could cry. I am blessed, now if only I can trust with the same conviction.