Unemployed

I told Jason this morning that he is officially my sugar daddy.  I taught my last class at the good ol' Golds's Gym.  My very close friend Christin came to the class and with the combination of a sappy cool down song, hormones and seeing her made me cry!!!  I was so embarrassed.   My ladies are just so great and a few of them let me take their picture after a sweaty workout.  I really don't teach for the money.  I love the connection to the people and having a social outlet that I have free child care for :)  I am starting so many few phases right now, and today I am unemployed, and after a bit of sadness, right now I feel relief!

"George!!!!"

Jason scored some tickets so we could all go to one more Cardinals game.  This has become one of our families favorite outings since moving to this baseball-crazed town.  We were even able to bring Elijah for his first adventure at Bush Stadium.  It was a Saturday afternoon, 75 degrees and perfect!!!!  For Eli and Madeline the endless barrage of ballpark food was the main source of entertainment, but Jaxen is in to the game and ready to cheer for our big hitter Albert Pujos. Thanks to some $6.00 shaved ice, we made it through the 7th inning stretch, and on the end where the Cardinals won in the bottom of the 9th.Every time the crowd would yell "Charge!", Elijah raised his fist in triumph and yelled "GEORGE!!!"  It had the people around us cracking up, except for the cranky guy in the flannel shirt kept flashing us dirty looks for cheering and being generally happy.   Who ever heard of watching baseball in sullen silence?

Ode to the First Trimester

For this ity bity life

I give my whole self

Take my personal plans

Put them up on a self

New things more important

Like eating and resting

Can't use the word crazy

So we just call it nesting

I need to write "pregnant"

Across my forehead

A simple way to show why

I look mostly dead

Not time for new clothes

or setting up a crib

Just try to stay grateful

As I lift up the lid

Feeling so weak 

Compelled by the retching

I'm sure my poor husband

Finds all of this fetching

I finally have boobs

But does it really matter

They don't seem so cool

With the rest of me fatter

For now it's just me

With this growing babe

Our lives so intwined

The bond firmly made

Despite all my whining

Moping and moaning

We wait and we dream

Just praying and hoping

So I have to give in

And turn over this bod

Relinquish my pride

For our pea in pod

Sadly, my parenting happens mostly from a reclined position these days.  Here the kids cooperated to make me a princess.  I welcome all activities where I can remain seated.  Man I hope I can survive these next  few weeks.

Can you find me????

It's not very subtle, but can you search the blog for some happy news????

Counting Down

Thanks to Madeline's obsession with our move we are getting daily/hourly reminders of how many days until we move.  Today we are 32 days from our return home.  I am feeling a bit lost in the process.  There's really not much more to pack for a few weeks, I am feeling less and less inspired by my surrounding with all of my decorations down, and I am getting sad to leave my and my kids good friends.  

Still, there are a few milestones to report.  After much work, Madeline can at last lie her own shoes.

Jaxen took a dare to smash his yogurt on the floor of the cafeteria, and had a little talk with the principal.  It's one of those stories that had Jason and I so worried now, but in a few years will make us laugh....right????

On a brighter note, after taking a fews weeks off of naps, Elijah is once again snoozing away the afternoons.  (Thank goodness, I wasn't quite ready to give those up yet.)

And Jro completed the "March Mustache Madness"contest at work.  

I must say I was not a fan of the facial hair, but I had always been curious how Jason would look since his dad is famous for his awesome 'stache.  I guess not all things are like father like son. 

Well, that's what we've been up to.