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November 18th, 2008 by Natalia

I’ve been having pretty regular contractions for a while now. They come and they go. Last night they started up around 8pm and went all night long and have continued all day today. They are uncomfortable, but not really what I would consider painful. Pain is a relative term.. Anyways… to see if I could keep them going or get them going stronger I loaded Jax up as I have done almost everyday for the past few weeks and we went to town. Today, we hit Wal-Mart to walk around and to get diapers. Let me just tell you a FEW of the comments I received:

1. I passed a little girl in a basket not much older than Jax who said to me… “Why are you hiding a ball in your shirt?” I laughed. Her mama explained to her it was a baby and not a ball. She then said, “well why is it round then? Babies aren’t round.”
2. Random manager approaches me and tells me that I’m “flushed and sweaty and should probably be at the hospital and not out shopping.” She said she didn’t want me to have the baby in the store.

Everyone that I made eye contact with asked when my baby was due. When I told them last Saturday they all had advice on how to get her to come out faster:

• One lady said to do some deep knee bends.
• Another told me to go home and have a beer.
• A very old lady told me it was time for castor oil.
• Another indicated that she was afraid my hips weren’t wide enough…
• One insisted there was NO way it was only one baby.

On the way to the register, I refused to look at anyone or smile at anyone… because I’m contracting, my back hurts and I’m so ready to have this baby so I can not be so pathetic looking anymore. I miss the days where people don’t speak to you in the store unless they run you over with their cart.

I get home to where I think I’m safe. I got Jax to sleep and then I put up the junk that I spent way too much money on. As soon as I sit down to a glass of Ginger Ale and the freaking door bell rings…. Two very nice ladies are going door to door handing out pamphlets about “The Truth.” I open the door and she doesn’t even talk about what she knocked on my door for… The first thing she said was “OH, MY I hope you are going to have that baby soon. This let to a 5 minute conversation about being huge and talking about dialation and yet more things I should do to speed up the process. At the end she says they will pray for me and reaches out and lays her hands on my belly and begins praying that this baby will come out today… I don’t like it when random strangers want to touch me…. much less when they do it without asking…

It’s been an exhausting day. I think I’ll relax and hopefully have the baby soon….

November 11th, 2008 by Natalia

A lot of people say that there is an influx of babies born on or around the full moon. A lot of hospitals increase their staff around the full moon….

Interesting Article - Water Tends to Break More Around Full Moon

Well, the full moon is approaching and I’m counting on it or gravity or whatever - to persuade Kylie to COME OUT! Two more days until the moon is full. Come on moon, work your magic! PLEEEEEEEEAAAAASSE! I can not possibly retain anymore water or I’m quite sure random body parts will soon begin to explode. Here are some FULL moon pics to get us all on the same page. Come on people - think FULL MOON! Chant it with me- FULL MOON! FULL MOON! FULL MOON!

Well, I’m off to an appointment at the birthing center… Wish me luck! Hopefully, she has some good news for me! Keep thinking about the full moon!

November 10th, 2008 by Natalia

Oh, the joys of pregnancy… The heartburn. The nausea. The weight gain. The “I can’t bend that way.” And now… I officially have the beautiful pregnancy induced Kankles… I’d take a picture but I can’t. Sorry… I can’t even get my flip flops on anymore… My feet look like a bunch of marshmallows shoved together in the shape of an elephants foot..  This child NEEDS to make her entrance into this world soon… I DONT want to have to serve her an eviction notice…. but dang… I don’t think my body can take much more before it explodes.

November 2nd, 2008 by Natalia

Our Pumpkins.

We had a very busy and fun filled Halloween. Ashton wore her Lady Bug costume to school and finished the school day off with a party. They had candy corn races and played wrap the mummy.

After a quick rest and a re-application of make up we were off to eat dinner at Mimi and Papa’s house. Jackson drug everyone around outside before dinner making it very hard to get a picture of him.

My lady bug, on the other hand, was a great poser. She was happy to smile for pictures(big surprise)!

Off to trick or treat in style!

October 15th, 2008 by Natalia

Jackson and I had a picnic the other day. He was so cute. We started out sharing grapes and strawberries.

He decided that the grapes were his and the strawberries were mine.. He moved them accordingly.

Apparently, I didn’t get the picture so he moved more.

Come to find out… I was supposed to share “my food” with his friend… His Sponge Bob ball. He was actually trying to feed Sponge Bob.

He’s so cute.. I just want to eat him up!!!

September 30th, 2008 by Natalia

So Funny! I had to share! Kids are precious!

WHY GOD MADE MOMS
All answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:

Why did God make mothers?
1. She’s the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me… He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men’s bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We’re related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people’s moms like me.

What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My Mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2 I don’t know because I wasn’t there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mom didn’t have her thinking cap on.

Who’s the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn’t want to be boss, but she has to because dad’s such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What’s the difference between moms & dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power ’cause that’s who you get to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend’s.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don’t do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?   I really like this one!
1. On the inside she’s already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I’d diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I’d get rid of that.
2. I’d make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.

September 11th, 2008 by Natalia

We got Jackson this trike for his bday.

It is made by a German company. It’s a neat trike and all.. but the instructions SUCK.  The trike came in about 100 gazillion pieces. It came with ONE page of instructions, if you can call it that. It was just an exploded diagram with pictures. No words.. At least not any of them I could read. There seemed to be some German on the back, but what good does that do me?. There was no order to it.. Luckily, I’m pretty smart so it took me about an hour of glaring at the stupid paper and cursing at the trike to get it put together. I’m sure these type of instructions are not uncommon, but couldn’t they include some numbers or letters or something to tell me to put the underside together before putting the outside on? So that I didn’t have to take it apart and put it back together again. Just a thought!

It was all worth it.. Jackson’s face lit up and he loves to ride the trike. Now, hopefully, Kevin’s face will light up the same, when he comes home tonight and doesn’t have to assemble it!

September 11th, 2008 by Natalia

I got a new laptop and discovered a new program- PhotoBooth. Apparently, my old computer had it, but I didn’t know it. Ashton and I had a little too much fun with it.

Normal Me

And then the fun begins..

August 25th, 2008 by Natalia

I can’t believe it. Ashton started the 3rd grade today! *Tear* They just built a new school a little less than a mile from our house. So this year she can walk to school. This morning we walked. I thought I was going to die. My butt cheeks tried to go AWOL on me. I was going forward and they just weren’t going to do it. Have you ever seen some one fighting with their own ass? Well, that was me this morning… I’m massaging them while walking down the street. Pounding on them.. telling them that if they don’t take me home right now… I would never feed them anymore of that yummy coconut cake. (We all know that when you eat that stuff… that’s where it goes.) I must have looked like some pot-bellied, butt rubbing, pervert, pushing a stroller, while talking to her bum. Hopefully, anyone in the hundreds of cars that passed by, assumed I was talking to Jackson and not my butt. I don’t remember that walk being so hard in the past… We’ve done it a million times… I guess being 7 months pregnant.. and not walking much lately because of the extreme heat is taking a toll on me. By the time Jax and I returned home I was sweating profusely. I mean drenched.. You’d think I had just run a marathon… But nope… Just a slow walk home and a struggle with my fanny. I’m picking her up in the car this afternoon… I’m not making that journey, again, in the 100 degree heat. I’m going to have a preventative chat with my backside this evening in preparation for tomorrow’s walk!

August 11th, 2008 by Natalia

Ashton’s been gone visiting family in west Texas for a week now. It’s been a busy week. I thought I would write her a letter and include pictures of all the happenings that have happened while she has been gone… (I’m sure she will be glad she missed them.)

Dear Ashton,

We all miss you very much, BUT we are glad that you are having fun square dancing, inner tubing, shopping, golfing, playing with baby goats, pizza baking, taco making, watching movies, and just plain relaxing! While you’ve been away Jax and I have been very busy.

First of all, Jax is taking very good care of your baby while you are gone. He has been giving her baths every night.

He’s also insisted on wearing your hat, almost every day. (Maybe it reminds him of his “SHISHIE”)

On Friday, I was cleaning out my office and Jax was playing in the living room as usual. I hear him giggling hysterically so I go to check on him. Here is what I found!!!

Jax had blanketed the entire living room wit baby powder. It took me and Carmen forever to clean this up. Our vacuum broke in the process. Ash, aren’t you glad you weren’t here? HA! I thought the shirt he was wearing on this day was very apropos considering his FATHER did this with AJAX when he was little.

Yesterday, I walked in and Jax was smearing diaper cream all over his lips and face…. Saying YUMM! I don’t think he got any in his mouth… Thank goodness! AGAIN… like father like son…. Kevin diaper creamed his poor brother from head to toe when he was this age. He cream the poor guys eyelids shut… I definately think genetics are playing a role in this!

Now, on to what you really wanted to see, my little Ash E. Poo… Your new bedding! Here it is! I hope you like it… I love you! I spent the ENTIRE day today cleaning out and cleaning up your room. I hung all your laundry and your room is spotless! (THANK YOU MOMMY!) I thought you could use a more grown up bedding set since you are going to be a 3rd grader soon!!!

Sheets…

Well, I need to go cook dinner. I love you and look forward to seeing you real soon.

Hugs and Kisses,

MOMMY