Mega-Post Ahead

Back to Friday, sheesh, that's a long time ago seeing as how we're on Wednesday now. Sorry it's been that long since I did a "real" blog. But that's how life goes sometimes, eh?

Anyway, this is a cute shot of the brothers after dinner Friday night. Dalton didn't eat well enough to deserve any Nilla wafers, but big brother did. Dalton was so sad and Easton said, "Here, let me hold you" and they spent a long time like this, Little Bub crying in Big Bub's arms. Awwwwwwwwwwww.




Saturday, what did we do? I cannot remember at all what we did in the a.m., Jason ran a few errands I believe, and I talked with my mom and both my sisters on the phone. In the p.m. I remember I had a really bad headache and laid on the couch doing nothing, thankful that Jason was home because otherwise I'd have to call in reinforcements (like Gramoo!). I also planned an impromptu "brunch" at our house for the next morning, but was too sick to go buy anything or make anything fancy ahead of time so in the morning I just had to wing it.

I had no idea it was time to "Spring Forward" already but luckily Jason knew about it and we changed the clocks. We actually don't mind "Spring Forward" because instead of waking up at 7:00 the boys' internal clocks actually don't wake them till what is now 8:00 so that's all good. Only we had to rush to make it to church on time at which point my mom called and apparently she had forgotten the time change!

Church was good. Easton did well and even Diddles acted sad but still reached for his teacher to take him out of my arms. Little D scribbled on this:


And then we went to pick up Easton who was hard at work trying to finish up this:

It was hard to get him to leave because he was coloring so fast trying to finish up. He did have time to complete this, however. It's showing that he's hoping for "a baby" he says:

Awwwwwwwwww.

E did great at church. Apparently they learned about Lazarus being raised from the dead (how confusing to our newly death-obsessed child!) but anyway, Easton got to be wrapped in toilet paper to play Lazarus. I love how he learns stuff at church and school. We were like, "What did they say?" and he repeated with the whole, "Lazarus come out!" :) Hooray for church!

This week we brought the boys with us to worship before taking them to class. And Jason made sure to take Eastie potty right before he dropped him off so that man wouldn't have to take him. But while they were in the men's room Easton described how he went in a little stall by himself the week before. Whew!

Right after church we had to stop at a McD's because Easton announced he needed to pee "right away" then we stopped at the grocery store for a few things for my "brunch". Jessica is on Spring Break so she's in town this week and she and Janna pulled up right when we did. They brought belated birthday gifts for the boys and entertained them while I got to work on a pancake breakfast with a side of cheesey potatoes and a berry medley. Not bad for last minute, I guess.

The weather was beautiful so when Diddlebug went down for his nap, the rest of us (minus Jason who was out ordering our carpet) went in the backyard to play:





Fun fun!

In the evening we went out for Jason's birthday dinner. I thought he'd choose something exciting and delicious like one of his favorites: PF Changs or something but no, he opted for Sweet Tomatoes. I felt bad that we didn't plan anything exciting for his birthday. With him choosing to go to work the next day, I just didn't think to plan anything for his birthday EVE. Oops.

We wished him a happy birthday the next morning, and asked if we could come take him to lunch later. He agreed. So, the boys and I got ready, Easton took a "3 month" belly picture of me, I am exactly 14 weeks in it. It's going to be time for me to have my "Pregnancy is NOT 10 Months" talk with you all again soon, but yeah, Saturday marked what I call 3 months along...it was 6 months from my due date. And that was just two days shy of 14 weeks, so E took this for me that morning:


I have to add the black "background" so my white belly doesn't blend in with the door. :) And yep, that's a belly, isn't it? Here's what I looked like at -1 months just to compare to my non-pregnant belly (seriously, it was shortly after my miscarriage):


So, definitely a growin'! But my belly now is smaller than it was with Dalton at this same stage. I would've guessed differently but pictures say otherwise. That actually makes me happy. I don't like sportin' a belly too soon. I refuse to move into maternity shirts yet for some reason. I don't need maternity pants and I could wear the shirts just so everyone knows I'm pregnant, but then it would make me depressed to get the "looks" and comments I'd get when I'd say I still have nearly 6 months to go. Maybe in April. :)

Anyway, Monday morning the boys and I did doughnuts. And then we went to the mall for a bit. And eventually made our way up to lunch with J. He picked the spot but it's one of my favorite restaurants in Boulder. Mmmmmmm. The boys at lunch:

Easton was sort of being the Statue of Liberty. And Dalton nearly had a crayon in his nose although he's covering it up from this angle:


On the way home, the wrong kid fell asleep. Dalton is showing how wide awake he was:


It took me awhile to get him down for his nap, but Easton strangely stayed asleep. That was weird to have him napping. He's so not used to napping that when he woke up and saw his clock said, "3" he just sat there waiting and waiting for it to get to "7" I'm sure, when he's "allowed" to call. He didn't know he was just having a nap. I was glad I heard him before I think he'd been awake too long. My sweet, rule-following, good boy!

Once everyone was finally awake we had to rush to finish Jason's birthday prep. Easton really wanted a pirate theme for J so we went to get a few supplies and then needed to buy a cake mix and rushed back home. Easton insisted on "getting dressed" right away for the festivities:


So Diddles did too:


I went to work on the cake and rounding up all the presents and cards that have been arriving. Easton drew a treasure map to Jason's big present that was too big to wrap while Dalton worked on a placemat:


When J got home all 3 of us were in our pirate gear and Daddy jumped right in too, even went as far as to call me "wench" :) :


Pirate faces:


I made J's requested chicken marsala for dinner, I couldn't stomach it so the boys and I had cottage cheese instead. I frosted the cake and then we were about to jump into the presents when Dalton did his first yakking of the night. Poor fella:


We continued on, though:




The treasure map E drew is inside this balloon:


Preparing for the pop:


We finished up then moved on to cake:

Jason decided that Dalton could have a nibble even though he'd just puked but Dalton didn't want any.

After cake Diddles threw up some more, I carried him up for a bath so he could get to bed. Poor guy. We were anticipating a LONG night for sure. Dalton had puked on me at one point so Easton and I had a shower, here is our pirate scaling the walls while he waits for me:


You already heard what a rough night we had. But here is Sweet D the next morning getting cleaned up and smelling better in a bubble bath:


And E insisted on getting back into his pirate gear as soon as he woke up:


Dalton tricked me yesterday morning. He only retched one time all morning, and really I just kind of thought it was a wet burp. He had those sips of water and a few ounces of milk like I'd mentioned. I even let him play out in the fresh snow with Bubba:






By his nap time he was ready for sleep and was beginning to refuse fluids again. He still hadn't had any solids. When he woke up after two and a half hours he proved he was still sick. He kept up his heaving every half hour or so only he was so empty nothing would really come up. He was still refusing anything to drink and I was starting to get worried. That's a LONG time to be puking. I called the nurse at his new doctor's office and planned to take him to urgent care when Jason got home. The nurse talked me into waiting awhile longer, she said that long to puke was not uncommon so I felt better somehow but warned me that if he didn't wet a diaper to take him in for an IV later that night. Luckily he peed before bedtime so we didn't have to go! But just look how lethargic that sweet boy was:


When I was on the phone with the nurse he overheard me say "popsicle" and decided that he did actually want one or two and he sat in his chair and sucked down two mini popsicles. I left him there for an hour in case he was going to yak it up but it stayed down and gave him energy for the night and also helped him pee.

He made it through the night just fine. Whew! And I got some more water in him this morning before he realized it wasn't milk. But he's definitely still quite sick today, still retching on and off but again, nothing is coming up. We went out to grab me some Starbucks and came home for E and I to eat breakfast and Diddles asked to watch "Woody show" again:


My pirate trying to enjoy some oatmeal:


I decided to run back out later for the free Wednesday (in March!) Redbox Rental for Easton and some more popsicles for D. We were in the car in the driveway when I discovered the garage door wouldn't go down! Half our garage is filled with our stuff from the basement! I can't leave with it open. I called Jason a few times to ask what I should do to lower it manually (I didn't know if it would be too heavy for pregnant me). I even ran across the street to the neighbors to see if he could help me (they weren't home). Then some woman down the road was like, "Ma'am, is your power out too?" and I was like, "OH! Is that what it is???" Apparently between me opening the garage and trying to leave, the power suddenly went out.

So, I just decided to suck it up and try to lower it myself...luckily it wasn't too bad. Whew! The power outage was apparently pretty widespread...the stoplight at the major intersection down the road was out as was the power at the McD's and the grocery store across the street. Luckily the store has a back up generator so they could stay in business, even if it was a lot darker than usual. Easton (still dressed as a pirate) said, "I made it dark so we could have an adventure!" It was kinda fun trying to read the Gatorade flavors in the semi-dark. An adventure indeed. We ran to 3 different Redbox's to try to find Easton the Tinkerbell movie he's been wanting. He's been sooooo sweet with me and Dalton not feeling our best and I really wanted to reward him any way I could minus something that actually required me to get up and play crazy wild games or something. :) We finally found it and came home to the power back on. Whew!

Dalton went down for his nap, E's watching his movie, and here I am. I'm actually not feeling too terrible at the moment but it's a moment to moment thing. However, no headache right now which was a large part of my "issues" yesterday.

Anyway, now you should be all caught up again. Till the next time my own "issues" or my sick kids keep me from blogging again.... :)