I know this may make me a bad mom one day, but watching kids try foods they’ve never had before is pretty freaking Hi-larious!
We had a berry tasting in the preschool in honor of our theme “Bounties O’ Berries.” Some of these kids had never tried some of the berries we had.
The consensus? According to 3 & 4 year olds, Strawberries are yummy. Out of season sour blueberries and blackberries? Not so much!
I wish I had a camera to capture some of these faces. It was priceless.
I know this sounds like a terrible thing to say after trying for so long to get pregnant, but the truth is that I freakin feel like shit these days. LOL!
I really am the happiest I’ve been in the longest time. This is such an exciting time in mine and Matt’s lives right now. I wouldn’t change it for the world. But, I would like to fast forward a bit to the second trimester…is that possible?
My sister-in-law called me yesterday to let me know that her teen daughter, Taylor, has already picked out a dress for the “baby shower.” We had a good laugh over that cause the only clothes I’m thinking about getting into these days are my pajamas. An outfit for my baby shower hasn’t even crossed my mind, yet. Not even close.
In other happier news, the baby is now a fetus! I can’t wait for our next ultrasound on March 8 at 3 pm. Only a week and half to go!
***note- the letter of the week is G.***
Me: “Oh, my! Francisco you made that? What is that?
Francisco: “A Monkey”
Me: “Are you sure? I think it’s a Gorilla.”
Francisco: “No, it’s a monkey.”
Me: “Monkey starts with the letter M. This is a Gorilla for the letter G.”
Francisco: “No, I said it’s a Monkeeeee.”
Me: “Well, it looks like a Monkey, but it’s bigger.”
Francisco: “No, it’s not a Gorilla, it’s a monkey.”
Me: “Gorilla’s look like monkey’s but they are different.”
Francisco: “Mrs. Towel, I say it’s a MONKEY!”
Me: “Ok, you’re right. It’s a monkey.”
I remember exactly the day we decided to start trying for a baby. It’s almost like a dream now, but still very vivid. On Labor Day weekend 2007, we found out that Matt’s sister was pregnant. Jennifer got married 6 weeks before us that summer. Everyone was so excited for her since she had been wanting this for so long. At that time, Mat and I had decided that I should go off the pill to get my body ready to start trying in the spring of 2008. We thought it would be amazing if our kids could be close in age to Jennifer’s kids.
On October 13, we went to a Bucs game. Afterwards, we were heading to a friends 30th Birthday dinner in Tampa. I remember it was dark and we were tired. Since Matt had a couple of beers at the game, I was driving us to the party. I remember sitting in the driver’s seat at a light in front of the stadium feeling twinges of my period coming on thinking, “I don’t want to wait until next year…”
So, I just I blurted it out. Matt looked at me kind of funny, and said, “Ok.” The rest is history.
Two weeks later we started “trying.”
to be continued…
Monday: Leftover Mom’s Chicken Noodle Soup
Friday: Go out to eat, maybe?
Yeah, obviously I’m having some issues here. I’m not in the cooking mood these days. I need to figure something out this week, though, cause I need to make at least one new recipe yet for the month! Someone want to come to my house and make my poor husband some dinner! 🙂
At 8 weeks I:
– Definitely feel morning sickness (more like all-day sickness but with no vomiting, Thank God!!)
-Can’t stand poultry
-Love Classic Lay’s potato Chips (no ridges)
-Take daily 3.5-4 hour naps
-Have a very heightened sense of smell
Courtesy of 3D Pregnancy on ParentsConnect.com:
This week, your little tadpole is starting to look a little bit more human. Other exciting developments include:
Your baby’s eyelids, ears, upper lip and the tip of his soon-to-be adorable button nose are forming.
Junior will also sprout webbed fingers and toes this week—which you’ll be well aware of in a few months, as baby starts early gymnastics classes inside you.
Baby’s tiny heart has separated into four distinct chambers and is really ticking now—at a rate of 150 beats per minute. That’s more than twice your resting heart rate (even when Brad Pitt is on the screen).
Your baby is now a little more than ½ inch long, about the size of the rock in Eva Longoria’s engagement ring, and is about as heavy as the check Tony Parker wrote to pay for it.
Yes, I watched Keeping Up with the Kardashians last night and I should’ve known better. Of course, Kourtney is back with the collar-popping Douche, Scott. Bleh!!