Ready To Be Done!!

If you've visited my blog before, you've seen the ticker counting down the days until the arrival of our little one. I've decided that if you check it daily, it becomes really annoying. However, if you go several days without checking it, it's awesome. I have officially reached the miserable part of pregnancy. In the last few weeks, I have become increasingly more uncomfortable each day. Sleep, ha, how do you sleep when you have to change positions about 80 times a night. Or, you have to stop all liquids by about 7 so that you don't have to get up to pee. Or, you can't walk any distance without feeling like the baby is going to fall out. Now don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the wonderful gift of being able to carry a baby, but I wish Eve hadn't wrecked it for all of us. I also know the end result and how all that misery is forgotten when you look down at that little angel face. As I held my sister's baby for the first time, it all melted away. So I guess I shouldn't complain, but dang it feels good to vent.

The County Fair

Last night my husband and I took our daughter to the county fair. It's always an interesting experience, however this year there was a little excitement thrown into the mix. As we were standing in line for a ride, we noticed some commotion over by the ferris wheel. There were instantly about 4 or 5 cops trying to diffuse the situation, but the perp (perp...so copish) just wouldn't relent. As they tried to remove him, he resisted. He was quickly tackled to the ground, but the fool wouldn't give up. So he got tased (did I spell that right?) AWESOME!! I felt like I was on an episode of "Cops." It was the highlight of the evening. The only thing that made my heart beat faster, was watching our little princess smile with delight as she rode the carnival rides. A'int she cute (sorry I think the fair had some effect on me).

Bye Bye Binky!!!

So I have to admit, I feel bad that I let my daughter make it to 2 3/4 with a binky at bedtime. I wasn't too worried though, it fell out of her mouth about 2 seconds after she fell asleep. So any fears we had about orthodontic nightmares were not huge. Just for kicks though, a few nights ago I decided to see how she would react to bedtime with no bink. As we were getting ready for bed I asked her if she was a big girl and she said yes. Then I asked her if she thought binkies were for babies. The answer again yes......hmmm. I was getting a little braver, so I decided to go for it. I asked her if she was ready to give them up. The answer......again yes!!! WHAT? I thought for sure she was psychin' me out. But that night after our story and our prayer I said "ok, are you ready?" and she said "yep" I put them in the pocket of my bathrobe, kissed her, and walked out of the room. As I shut the door, I thought I would her a desperate cry for the bink, but nothing. The next morning, Daddy made a big deal about being such a big girl, and we haven't talked about it since. I am so proud of her. Yet another reminder that our little girl is growing up.