Whoa, We're Halfway There

I tried uploading a little Bon Jovi to the blog to commemerate the occasion but alas, no such luck. So, at just 19 weeks 3 days what do I mean by halfway? Well, I'll tell you blog fans: it's exactly halfway to my currently "ideal" C-section date. I want it to happen at 38 weeks 6 days. They won't let me go much later than that--39 weeks falls on a Saturday and that's about as late as they'll go. So...here's hoping I even make it that far. I could be changing my tune if I get to the uncomfortable sleepless parts of pregnancy. I honestly look forward to the opportunity to bitch about all the things other pregnant women get to bitch about seeing as how I missed out on all that the first time around. Oh the things we take for granted, eh?

Our game last night was good. Broncs won! And despite the constant drizzle we stayed the entire 4 quarters. J had ponchos for us so we stayed dry and we were able to stay pretty warm, especially with the help of some halftime hot cocoa. The worst part for me was the hike back to the car still in the drizzle. Oh well. I didn't get to sleep till after midnight which is unheard of for me these days and then...

Mr. E decided to wake up calling for me at 2:00 a.m.!! I heard, "Mama? Mama! Mamaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!" He got into a mad cry real quick. Yuck. I rushed in thinking something was wrong. He seemed fine. He calmed right down when I was with him. Then I left. He got mad again. I gave him awhile and went back a second time. It was much easier when he'd wake crying in the night before he knew my name. Now it's so heart wrenching to hear my little baby desperately calling, "Mama! Mama! Da-Mama!" After about half an hour of him being awake with 2 visits from me he went back to sleep. Whew. Because it was freezing being out of bed. He must've just been checking that Gramoo was telling him the truth when she put him to bed saying Mommy and Daddy would be back later. She told the truth. We were there. I'm hoping that doesn't continue. He's been calling for me a bit before he goes to sleep a lot these days too. Ick.

Today we made it back to Gymsters. It's E's first day out of the boot! Easton had fun being a show off for the teacher. The teacher was talking to us (me and E) before class as Easton zipped along a balance beam. He said something about "stork stands" and since Easton doesn't know what those are I just told him, "Stand on one foot" and he did. But before he'd do it today he'd always look to make sure Mr. Ken was watching him. Goober. There was only 2 boys in the class today--E included--(both in gray). There was about 6 girls and every one of them had pink on. Goodness.

I tried to get Easton to nap with me today and he was very quiet and still-ish for a half an hour but he wouldn't go to sleep so I put him in his bed and he went to sleep and I went back to my bed and went to sleep too. Ahhhh. After last night I needed a nap for sure.

Here's my little nudie-patootie this morning attempting to strip. Doesn't he know it's practically snowing?


Easton's Gramoo brought Lauren's old hobby horse for E. My aunt actually made it: painted the face on and all.



And an action shot from a super fun bath tonight. The E was being CRAZY!