Did I....?

Does anyone know why pregnant women all the sudden loose there minds right around there 3rd trimester? I can't remember anything. Well, I can, but it seems like the simplest things are the hardest to remember. Everyday I ask Carter if he saw me take my prenatal vitamins. Like he knows? I have to make a chart or something because I really don't know. I remember, oddly enough, this happening with Savannah too. I just wonder if there is a genetic explanation for this or something?

She is now able to reach this light and turn it on and off and it's her favorite thing to do...sometimes.

This girl is absolutely adorable. The things that come out of her mouth are true, yet you can't believe she just said them. Here is an example of some things she said and did yesterday.

While at church Savannah was being pretty good, until about the last 15-20 minutes. Our new time is 1-4 pm, so it's a horrible time for any kid, period. Anyway, so I gave her the tithing envelope for the last 5 minutes and told her that we needed to go give it to the bishop in a few minutes. That actually occupied her that whole time. Once sacrament was done, she marched on up there with Daddy and gave him our tithing. She did this once before; ran up there, with Carter trailing, and found the bishop on her own and gave it to him. It's so cute to see. Okay, so when we left church, it was snowing. Carter ran out to get the car and pull it up closer for us. As Savannah and I are waiting for him inside, and looking out at the snow, she says to me, " Turn off the snow." Funniest thing. Later in the evening she was choosing to be a huge pill while we were trying to deal with some stuff. In short, we have water coming into our basement because of too much snow out front and improper landscaping done by the builders, not to mention a basement window that really isn't sealed properly. Dealing with this since Saturday morning, and LOVING taking bucket after bucket of water out of our window well. During all of this Savannah has been so bad. I'm not sure if bad is the word. Complicated and needy maybe. So, back to the story. We had some people over looking at our place and Savannah was eating some cereal for dinner. Yeah, I know. But that's all she'd eat. Well, she didn't want to just eat it, she wanted to play in it and spill it all over the place. My floors are totally sticky this morning and awaiting a mopping. Then after she's done making a mess she comes in and is running around everywhere and being so loud. URG. Then it was time to put her to bed and give her a bath because she was a mess. She didn't want to listen and tells me, "It's my life!" WOW. I called Carter into the bathroom and was like, "Where did she learn that?" No idea. It's really hard to not laugh at a 2 year old saying that when you wouldn't image them saying that until there at least 12. Other things she's saying lately are: Go away, Leave me alone, How about....

She's the cutest thing ever, but she has her moments, especially when Mommy and Daddy are having a moment.

Potty Talk

The potty training has been going okay. We've had some distractions lately and with me working it's hard to keep it consistent. We're still trying to get her to tell us when she has to go, before she goes. That is frustrating. I do know that we could do better at making sure she goes and is on a schedule, but that's going to take some time and change in our schedules. We'll get there. At least she's still trying and going when we take her. She still gets excited when she goes too.

Zits=Pregnancy

Carter just completely humored me for the entire night. He came home from work with a headache, which isn't all too uncommon. We're eating dinner and he says, "I don't know how you deal with being pregnant." (or something like that, because, I am pregnant and I may have forgotten exactly what he said) He proceeds to say this: "Being pregnant is like having a zit! It gets bigger and bigger over time and becomes more annoying and then all the sudden it just pops one day! (cracking up at this point) I can barely handle a headache, so how would I ever handle a (while making hand gestures in the tummy area) very large zit right here!"

On a totally different note, I pureed spinach and sweet potatoes tonight. I have the cookbook "Deceptively Delicious", where you puree and hide veggies and fruits in foods so that you get some good nutrition in your kids. Anyway, the spinach was kind of weird, but as I was doing the sweet potatoes, I was like, Ok, this is so easy and looks really good, I'm totally going to puree baby food this next time around. I've seen people freeze purees in ice cube trays and then pull them out when they want. I'm so going to do this. It's got to be better for babies and hopefully cheaper. I really hated spending so much on baby food last time. Now all I have to do is REMEMBER that I want to do this!

You know. This little person inside me. This little boy. He really doesn't have to kick me so much. Or tickle me. I know he is in there. And I imagine him totally chuckling to himself as he is doing these things.

I BETTER not be jinxing myself right now, but I wanted to share some fabulous news. Savannah did #2 on the potty this morning. Totally unexpected, but we were all so excited! We've been doing the potty thing for about a week and she was holding steady at going pee pee about once a day on there. Then on Friday, she went like 7 times and I think just pee'd in her pull up once and poo'd. Saturday she did even better, not peeing once in the pull up, just poo. I hope this turnaround stays around, but I know anything can happen. I definitely wasn't expecting poo poo on the potty for awhile, we weren't even pushing for that, but she surprised us. It's amazing how excited you can get over that! There's been maybe 1 or 2 times that she's actually mentioned that she needs to go potty, otherwise, we just go up and try every hour/ hour and a half, and she goes. I'm not sure if she's holding it or what. I really don't care as long as she goes. I did come to find out the other day that she doesn't want us in there while she's doing her business. The first few days we'd sit on the toilet or stand there and wait for her to go, and she wouldn't do anything most of the time. Then the other day she says, "Go out there Mommy.", while pointing her finger to leave. Then right away you hear the tinkle. So now we leave her alone and she's just fine. Her potty is a stand alone for now, but you can take the seat off and put in on the big potty when she's ready. Every time she's done she wants to take out the little bowl and flush it. She's not a huge fan of washing her hands, so we have to help her each time. I'm not sure how we'll work things when we go out somewhere, but I guess we'll cross that bridge when we get there. I've seen these portable little little potty seats that you can take with you places, (has anyone else?) so I think I'm going to look around for them. I'm not sure how the BIG potty will go over, especially at somewhere other than home. I'm just excited for the few days of success!

I'm feeling torn lately as to whether I, and I say "I", because I think Carter doesn't really care, want to share our choices for baby names. Right now we have 2 solid complete names, 1 first name that we're trying to find a middle name for and 1 name that I really like but Carter hasn't so much, but is now saying a lot, so he's confusing me. Ugh. It's so hard to imagine what this little guy will look like, that it makes it difficult to narrow in on a name. When we had Savannah, at this point we'd pretty much narrowed in on her name, but still had backups. I definitely felt like Savannah would look like she does right now, blonde with blue eyes, and that her name would fit her. Carter was way off on that one, but that's beside the point. So when I think of a little boy, I wonder if he'll be like her, blonde with blue eyes, or if he'll look different. The thing is, you really don't know until they get older anyway. One of our names that we like a lot, in both of our minds, just wouldn't fit a little blonde, blue eyed guy. And the other 3 are pretty good all around. Anyway, so part of me wants to see what others think and throw some names out there, whether there real ones or not. And the other part of me just wants everyone to be surprised after he's born. Unless Carter and I start leaning toward a name pretty soon, we might have to take a day and then name him, so we can really see him. I know I have like 3 1/2 months left, so we have plenty of time, but it's been on my mind. I'm pretty sure that we're not going to decorate a room before hand like we did with Savannah. We don't have an available room right now anyway and we figure he'll be in with us in his bassinet for a couple months. Depending on his size and how he grows. Savannah was in her bassinet for like 8-9 months cause she was so little and I couldn't put her in her room. We do have lots of rearranging to do in our house over the next few months though. I'm sure Carter is very excited about that. I've been in a big time organizational mood lately, but I don't have the actual motivation of a nester. Once I can transition over, I think I'll get a lot done. Anyway, I feel like this was just a blabby post about nothing very important, so I'm going to excuse myself and try to get something done.

What's Up?

I know. It's ok. Calm down.
These 3 phrases are very simple, but when coming out of a 2 year olds mouth, they are hilarious and sweet. And Ms. Savannah uses them like a pro. If you ask her if her diaper needs to be changed, she says, "No, it's ok." If you get excited while talking and get a little loud, she says, "Calm down Mommy/Daddy." And she pretty much says "I know" to everything. She likes to go in her room and shut the door now, for privacy?
She is an insane Daddy's Girl right now. She follows him around and hides behind him whenever I try to put a coat on her or something. She listens to him a lot better it seems. She started giving him kisses on both cheeks (like the French do) awhile ago, when we'd put her to sleep. It was so funny to us because we have no idea where she got that from. She still calls for Daddy in the morning until he gets up. If I get up to go in there, she just looks at me funny, like, "Wrong person."

Playing with her baby care center.

Where's Savannah? I was literally trying not to crack up when I took this picture one afternoon. We had bear, Curious George and Purdee the Dalmatian in bed with her for her nap. I always go back in later and take them away, but she has caught on. On this particular day I tried to take the bear away and as I did her arm comes swinging up, floating in the air. Mind you, she was asleep. I start laughing. She pulls bear back. I try again and get her away only to hear my child say, "Where'd the bear go?", while she's sleeping. I tell her it's OK and pat her back and then she was fine. She loves her stuffed animals right now. She has been carrying around her bath toys (frog, duck, whale) all week and giving them hugs and kisses. Gross.

We have started potty training. She seems so far to go about once a day in the potty. We got some pull ups for during the day, but she still doesn't understand that she shouldn't pee in them. It's early, so we just keep reinforcing everything and talking to her about peeing on the potty. We'll see how it goes. I've got 100 or so days to try to get this done.