Those of you who look at this post will probably be thinking, "Wow, she is one moody pregnant lady!" But, at the sake of that, I am posting anyway. Here are a few things on my mind lately.
1. You know those bumper stickers that say, "Mean People Suck." Well, I am all for that saying. I guess I'm not talking about mean people as much as people who go around intentionally hurting other people's feeling or making other people feel bad. I'm not sure the reasons for this behavior, and I'm sure it varies from person to person, but I think it's rude. Chris calls these people "Choppers." They are the people that will make you feel small and stupid until they feel better than or above you. Ya, well, I don't like these people. They are worse than "One Uppers" as Chris says, who always top what you say. I think their needs to be classes on etiquette and proper behavior towards people. I know that I sometimes say or do things to hurt or offend someone, but I don't do it intentionally. I don't wake up and think, "Hmm, who can I be rude to today?" Anyway, I want to give a shout out to my good friends who don't do this. I want to thank all those who are the exact opposite of what I'm discussing, you know, the people who always try to make others happy. It doesn't go unnoticed or unappreciated.
2. What happens after you have three kids? Well, let me show you a little picture for demonstration. In this picture, my third child is standing on the table eating Oreos. Sure, we say, "Get down." But, do we mean it? Nope. We just go on. Kiley would have NEVER been allowed to do this. I was saying this morning, I feel almost bad for her. The first child has so much put on them and expected of them. The more children you have the more you realize it isn't the biggest deal and move to something else. I always swore, all my kids would have the same rules/same expectations, but it just didn't happen. In my defense Kiley has the best manners and is the most well behaved, but Ryan isn't badly behaved either. The verdict is still out on Bryson's manners; I hope he learns them sometime.
3. I am scared out of my mind about the economy. I have prayed and cried, and I know all I can do is trust all will be fine, but I am really nervous. I try to listen to some of the news and keep up on what's going on, but I can't stand the thoughts it creates. I never want my kids to go without. I don't mean going without the nicest things, I mean going without the necessities. I am a natural "what ifer", and I don't do well with the unknown.
4. I can hardly wait for my sonogram. Ki and I are counting down the days. It's true, all I want is a healthy baby. A girl would even things out, but my boys are lots of fun. Someone asked to see a picture of me growing bigger. So here it is, but it comes with a disclaimer: Yes, I am huge this time! I swear, I took the pregnancy test and put my maternity clothes on. Want something really
depressing, most of my maternity pants didn't even fit! Oh well, this is my last child, and I'm not going to worry about it. I really am just thankful to carry babies, and since this is my last one, I want to enjoy it.
We are very excited for this beautiful boy! I can't believe I'm having ANOTHER BOY, but I am so grateful he is healthy! Everything looked perfect - from the heart to the kidneys. I am so blessed! Kiley cried for awhile, but quickly got over it when she realized how spoiled she will always be. She will make the best big sister in the world! She already is. Ryan thinks it's great and said, "Good, we can all watch movies together." Bryson cried, but I think it was just a reaction to Kiley's reaction. I'm not sure what I will do with three boys, and Chris really isn't sure what he will do, but I know one day I will be so proud to watch them grow up together as good friends, hold the priesthood, go on missions, and be great husbands and fathers for their own families. I look forward to easier teenage years, lots of food being eaten, and crazy boys that will always leave me tired and happy. Thank heaven for little boys.
