Hi Steve!

Pizza ... I like it!

Somebody stop me!

Aren't they adorable?

However, I am experiencing a whole new level of tired here. So, if I ever even toy with the idea of adding to this bunch, somebody stop me!

Unless of course we can guarantee a sister for our little Supergirl!

Sooo ...

We bought a car to get around now that we have relocated to have baby. It's almost two months new ... to us. I was giving it a bath and look what happened:



I was driving OUT of the car wash parking lot and met one of those stupid yellow concrete markers. I was seriously going a whole 10-15 mph, not talking on the phone or texting, and Talon was behaving nicely in the backseat. I can't tell you what happened. I just have proof it did.

Don't worry - the only thing wounded was my pride.

Hello 1985

So I made the mistake of telling Lion how his daddy used to wear a rat tail when he was a kid. He thought it sounded so cool. Well, my father-in-law asked the boys to spend the night (Thank God!!) and took both boys to get a much needed hair cut. This is what I came to pick up:



Really? Are you kidding me? I need some scissors.

Bitter?

So I'm a bit hormonal, 8 month pregnant woman. My jusband is deployed for the next 6 months to this:


Before the deployment, he got this:

to drive around in before he got 5 days of solitude in a hotel where he got to read lots of books ...

Bitter - yeah, just a lot.

Look what I got a coupon for in the mail:



Too bad it expires at the end of the month. Too bad it's not the end of next month, or we all know where I would be stopping on the way home from the hospital. It's like they are taunting me ...

Maybe

the goal of 10,000 steps was a bit lofty this quick and this pregnant. I mad it, but MAN! am I tired!!

Good news is ... so are the kids.

To school and back!

Well, we are all settled and Jusband is GONE! I decided a stroll to take Lion to school and a stroll home would be beneficial to all of us. It's only half a mile there ... guess who is out of shape (and it isn't the 7 month pregnant woman)?

These boys are slackers.

Good Ole Europe

See this cute face?





Know what it said to me yesterday in the stall at Walmart as I got up? As loud as it could in it's best singing voice??

I see London, I see France, I see you's underpants!

Nice Talon. Nice!

Words

The power of words. So many of you remember my rant on the lovely mom I met that told me if this baby is another boy, then I must be a good boy mom. This was evidently supposed to be a compliment? ... I'm not really sure. However, she was a mom I had met one or two times. Our children are in the same kindergarten class. Now, some time has passed since we originally talked about what a great! BOY mom I am. I do have to agree. I mean, my hair is hardly ever done, my makeup is sometimes done, but most likely not, and the last time I wore a dress Lion remarked, Hey Mom - why are you wearing girl clothes?

So as time has passed the aforementioned mom invited me to join her carpool after seeing me there two times/day every other week. So now there are three of us. And we talk on a regularish basis about the transport of our children. What she doesn't know is that I have a knack for names and faces. If I meet you, and I mean really meet you, chances are that months down the road I will remember your name and face ... or at least your face, which can lead to awkward moments where I appear to be a stalker. Yesterday I saw said Mom at the Kindergarten Christmas party, and you know what she said, "Oh! You're pregnant?" Okay ... I guess I'm not memorable. Or maybe it's because my HAIR and MAKEUP were actually done (and before 8:30 in the morning). Totally different creature.

But you know what - her words upset me that day, and I guess still do to this day because there is hidden meaning behind them -- to me at least. The lesson this has taught me is that one flippant phrase might fly out of my mouth one day and be lost to the wind, but it might have a lasting impact on those who hear it. As with most things Kara, the point doesn't really hit home until I am the one affected. Guess I need to start watching what I say.

And start doing my hair and makeup. Here's to 2010!

I am lucky!

So, recently I have felt what some would describe as guilt pangs. I am so excited to have this baby! Really excited! I would say the most excited I have been to have a baby - ever ... and this is number 3. Can you blame me? Look how cute baby will be!!!

However, this where the guilt steps in. Am I really so excited because baby is rumored to be all GIRL?!?! Surely not. I mean, she can't go get her nails done at 2 months. That kind of stuff has to wait - years. And by that time, she'll be in full female hormone rage (which terrifies me) and won't want to hang out with her mom then ... I feel like I am being ungrateful for the wonderful, loving boys I already have, who are so much fun and have taught me many things, like stuffed animals really do make good missles and an occasional round of rough-housing is actually quite fun!

Guilt ridden and up at the ubsurd hour of 6 am, I started thinking about why I am so excited. I mean, jusband will be out of the country for the birth and first 4 months of her life. NOT exciting. Then it hit me ... I do not have to go to work. I don't have to worry about getting the perfect schedule so I can throw her into daycare and run back to work while worrying about her well being and sad I missed all the baby stuff. Nope. I get to enjoy it all! When she doesn't sleep, the next day will suck, but I don't have to put on a smiley face for 30+ strangers ... just my boys.

I don't think it will be easy by any means. Mainly because my partner in crime will be on a mission fighting the bad guys. But I am lucky that I have this opportunity to finally do it this way!

Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful?

Definitely Heaven blessed!









Aren't those toes the cutest?

p.s. Everything is looking healthy as well! Heart, brain, kidneys, growing on target!!

Guesses?

Besides a giant pumpkin? 21 weeks as of last Friday. Level II ultrasound today! I want to say I'm so nervous that I just don't care anymore, but we all know that AIN'T the truth ...

You're ummm ... a ummmm ....

cranky pregnant lady - that's what I am!

So today we went to give Talon his second H1N1 booster. While waiting in line the lady looks me up and down focusing on the expanding belly and says, "You need to be getting one of these too. You are .... ummmm ... a ... ummm ... caregiver?!" HAHA! To be 21 weeks pregnant. Pregnant lady belly, or just FFFAAAAAAAATTTTTTT!!! Hilarious. I told her I already had one, and he was here for his booster. I let her feel awkward, which maybe wasn't the best, but it made me laugh!

Tagged

Thanks Elizabeth ...

1.What were you doing ten years ago? I was at The University of Texas finishing up the second semester of my sophomore year. I had just broken up with my highschool sweetheart about a month ago. Thanks to that, I was a TON (literally I think) thinner than I am now. Ahhh - the good ole days. I was learning how to be a single college woman!

2. What are five things on your to-do list?
1. Finish/start Christmas shopping
2. Laundry
3. Shop for Thanksgiving
4. Decorate for Christmas
5. Pack to go to Houston to have this baby!

3. What are snacks you enjoy? Too many to name - I especially love french fries, flavored coffee creamer, candy, chocolate, and ice cream!! Mmmmmmm .... and thanks to the lovely DASH - something fresh.

4. What are the places you have lived? Nebraska; Cali; Kingwood,TX; Kentucky, Austin,TX; Germany; Oklahoma; and Utah

5. What are five things you would do if you became a billionaire:
1. Build our dream house
2. Pay off the student loans
3. Vacation, vacation, vacation
4. Hook the fam up with some extra cash
5. Donate - anything with kids and reading; helping women

Now, I tag Judith and Steph. Copy the questions, and post your answers, ladies!!

FYI

Thanksgiving needs to be celebrated by all - even in utero. Baby diet will resume as soon as all green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, and pie is gone!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Aside from September 15, Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday! What could be better, family, friends, and amazing food!! Do you know what makes Thanksgiving extraordinary? An excuse to eat:



And especially made into:



Jusband needed some for his early Thanksgiving celebration (Lucky! That's the only downfall of living so far from family - only one Thanksgiving around here). He picked up the supplies so I could make it nice and fresh for all his work friends. Except he bought cream of mushroom soup ... ROASTED GARLIC. Don't get me wrong, I love garlic probably more than French's Fried Onions, but I am glad that dish went to work with him!

But at least we know for next Thursday.

Done, done, and done

Lion, Talon and I have all been vaccinated against the swine! I am just hoping and praying that it won't adversly affect Benton Baby #3!!

The Glorified Cheese Grater ROCKS!

Awhile back - May - I was debating whether or not to go with the PedEgg . I, of course, procrastinated all summer long and finally, moving into November, broke down and made the purchase. Acutally my jusband did ... guess that says something about my feet, right?

I just have to say that it is FAN TAS TIC or TAN FAS TIC (love you Whitters!). My heels have never been better and the price was right. Although I did miss out on the fabulous foot/calf massage that usually comes with a pedicure.

A picture is worth a thousand words

mostly because I have NO idea what to say about this.