CRAZY JAMESON!!!!!

Today was a crazy day... It started off like any other crazy day but got a little crazier around noon. My neighbors and I were sitting in my back yard watching our kids play when Jameson threw a ball over the fence into an empty field with a jogging trail running through it. No big deal, I told him to go down the trail and get it. He hopped on his bike and flew down there, got the ball and on his way back.... HE RAN INTO A MILE MARKER SIGN!!!! And of course this is the one time that he is not wearing his helmet! I think he just got on his bike without even thinking in a bit of a rush, because he is always really good about wearing helmets. I could tell immediately that he was seriously hurt, he was crying pretty loud and Jameson usually never cries, he would normally brush it off and get back up. Well... After saying a few choice words I went RUNNING out the front door and down the trail, this is the only way I can get to him without having to hop a 6 ft. fence which is not going to happen since I cant even get my butt off the couch right now unassisted. It was quite a ways away so as I am running I am thinking about how I shouldn't be running (modified bed rest) and about how I am going to go into labor at any moment. I almost thought about just calling 911 right then and there and just saving myself the time. Letting them come pick up my son, which at this time I have no idea what condition he is in, I just know its not good and letting them pick me up and take me to labor and delivery!! We were doomed!! My neighbor Gina was right behind me on her bike thinking she would be able to get there fast but HER CHAIN FELL OFF so there she was running along side me yelling at me to stop running! It was all rather funny now that I think about it. Anyway, I get there and sure as s**t, there is Jameson with blood running all down his head and face. I looked at the cut and could tell right away this was a trip to the ER. On our way back up I was trying to keep him calm and calm down myself so I didn't deliver in a Field behind my house AND call Rory to tell him to meet at the nearest hospital, Gina ended up having to take the phone because I was so out of breath I could make out anything I was trying to say. It was all just mayhem. Thankfully my neighbors watched my girls for me and I ran him to the hospital. He ended up needing 4 STAPLES in his poor head, it was too deep for stitches, the doctor said he could actually see his skull!! James chose to do it without any numbing shots because he said he "just wanted to be done with it!". He didn't want to get shots then staples, just get it over with. I couldn't be more proud, the only time he even cried was when Rory walked through the door. It was so sad, he was so good and in control until he saw his dad, I almost started crying when I saw him get so emotional over his dad getting there finally. After that they scrubbed it clean and I know that hurt and then they gave him his staples. They thought they were going to have to hold him down and they got all prepared for a good fight, they even told him he was probably going to scream. He didn't move, he just held my hand and didn't make a peep. After we were done he came home and showed all his friends his new battle wound and he seems pretty proud of it, he wouldn't even let me wash the blood off of his skull shoes because he likes it there to remind him. Of course now he will make sure to wear his helmet ALL the time, even for little runs down the trail and watch where he is going. Oh! And I am still pregnant by the way.

CAUTION: Due to the graphic nature of these pictures, don't look if you get queasy over open wounds.

Shout Out to the POPS!

Happy Fathers Day to all dads! And a special Happy Fathers Day to my daddy! Thank you for all you have done for me. For teaching me to stay strong and work hard for everything in life, I know I can always count on you. You have been a great teacher and a good daddy, I love you very much.

Papa Chango!

(my kids call him that)

And to Rod. You too are an excellent father and have raised a wonderful family. I am so proud to be a part of what you have created. Thank you for being there for me and my family and for raising such a wonderful son and father. I love you too!

Bampa Royce

(That's what Chanel calls him)

And to my husband... Thank you for everything you do for our family. You are a wonderful man and a great daddy. You make me want to be a good mommy and a better wife, I have loved every moment spent with you. I cant think of anything better than just sitting back and watching you play with the kids and love on them so much. I couldn't thank or praise you enough for what you do. I love you very much and know our kids will always have a good role model to look up to.

Daddy!!

For fathers day we started with our presents. He got some golf balls and golf Ts and I made him a little "car detailing bucket". I wanted to spend more time on it and make it all cute but, I got too busy (and lazy). He wouldn't have even noticed so I just threw it in the bucket and saved some time. Here he is with the kids opening his gifts....

I also ordered some gourmet donuts from Beyond Glaze donut shop. They were super delicious!! We had all kinds of flavors to choose from. YUMMY!!

Here are the kids testing out the golf balls...

Daddy will show them how its done...

Later that day we went boating!! It was a lot of fun. We went out with Grandpa and Grandma Royce. While we were there we managed to sink a snorkel tube, a fishing pole and GRANDMAS CELL PHONE!!!! Non could be found. And Grandpas boat broke down in the middle of the lake for a little while. Rory and him fixed it after about an hour. Still, it was an excellent day and I couldn't think of a better way to celebrate fathers day.

Here is Jameson snorkeling!! He is such a goofball!

Okay, you cant tell me this face isn't the prettiest thing ever!!???

This one too.

And these ones too!!!

Jameson got up on the water skis for the first time this year. He wants a new wake board, I told him he had to perfect skiing and then we will talk about a new board. He is working on it...

Apparently Grandpas boat is more fun than ours?

Here is Chanel jumping to her daddy...

And James jumping off the wake boarding tower on the boat!!!

This kid is just insane!

Here we are at 31 1/2 weeks!!!!

Okay, Rory is totally sticking his stomach out. He really doesn't look anything like this... yet.

Sooo... speaking of pregnancy. I had another appointment today and I am now dilated to "about a 2" and over 50% effaced. Not good news for us. I am supposed to have at least 8 weeks left but they are betting I go around 34-35 weeks. I had to get a steroid shot today (BURNED BY BUTT LIKE HELL!!!!) and I will have to go back tomorrow for another one. It should help the babies lungs mature faster and hopefully pack on a little weight. I'm sure all will be well but the longer I can stay pregnant the better. The doctor says there isn't much I can do at this point so we are just praying all goes well. Most women are begging to go into labor, I on the other hand and praying to stay pregnant for just a little while longer!!!!

30 Weeks & 5 Days along.

Ok. So I am going off of what my last ultrasound said and it set my due date back 10 days, so I am actually due on Aug. 22nd. I always feel better going off the later one because then I'm not as antsy in the end. So I am 30 weeks and 5 days. That is 215 days so far, with 65 days to go (if I go full term). When I am done with this one I will have been pregnant for about 160 weeks of my life!! That is roughly a little over 3 and a half years and its all been in the last 5 and a half years. Sorry my math isn't so great and I have probably already lost you or you may be already correcting me. You get the idea. Every pregnancy has been different in its own way, some better than others but, all just as special and magical. All a miracle. Feeling this life grow inside of you and having such a strong connection to someone you have never even seen or heard and yet closer to this little person than you will ever be again. Again, am I losing you? ANYWAY... So I have about 2 more months to go then that is it. I will never feel this again, so I wanted to put down a few things I love and even a few I hate so I can have something to remind me. Its always funny how after you have had the baby you think 'oh that wasn't bad at all'. Its Gods funny way of making sure we keep having babies. He is quick to wash a lot of the negative parts about being pregnant out of our minds. But we always remember the reward in the end. And its a gift that keeps on giving, everyday, every minute, every look, every touch. Everything. Simply put... it is truly a miracle. Nothing you can ever explain. I look forward to seeing my family together soon in its entirety. All the little pieces of our puzzle.

SOOOO here goes just a little list of goods and bads:

I love finding out I really am pregnant! Its so exciting and breathtaking but still so scary. All I can do is take a deep breath and say 'here we go baby! Be nice?!'

I love telling people I'm pregnant but, mostly Rory. Like I said before, seeing him so happy and excited makes me feel like jello inside.

I hate how my hips feel right now. I feel like a barbie that is slowly getting my legs pulled apart and at any minute they are going to detach from my torso and I will hit the floor.

I hate how sore my ribs get, I just want to massage the inside of my rib cage.

I love that I don't grow any hair anywhere except my head. I barely even have to shave. Which is a good thing because it gets a little ugly when I am trying to bend over to shave my legs.

I hate shaving when I'm pregnant. Period.

I love how Rory looks at me. Here I feel like a fat walrus trying so hard to get my fat to work with me just to move around with the grunting and the rolls and all. And yet, he still looks at me like I am beautiful, and tells me all the time. And funny thing is I really do believe he is telling the truth. In his eyes I still look good.

I hate finding something to wear everyday. Its always a battle, I cant just throw on any pair of jeans and a little T shirt. No, I have to search, stretch and pray every time I put something on that it will cover all the necessary parts of my huge body and hope it doesn't break or rip.

I love feeling the baby move. Its so neat to guess or know what little body part is where or just to have those little reminders saying I'm still here mommy!

I hate when baby is doing cartwheels at 4 am.

I love seeing the kids faces when they feel the baby move. I always have little hands on my belly and they just stare at me almost like I have some control over when it will happen.

I love when Rory rubs my belly or kisses it. Hes such a good daddy even from the very beginning.

I hate how bad my back hurts!!!

I hate how big my boobs get, I actually feel self conscious about them. Its embarrassing.

I hate the way I waddle!

I love that I can eat anything anytime and I have every right and a perfect excuse.

I love to give birth. Thankfully mine have all been way too easy! Its like its a natural high when I give birth, I cant tell whats real and what isn't. Its just too good to be true, pure euphoria. Even kind of addicting, obviously... I'm going on #4.

So that's it, this baby making factory is soon to be closed. I'm shutting down. But there are so many things to look forward to. Soon I will be holding little Ava in my arms (that is her name by the way) and I will stop having babies and focus just on raising them. It is truly a blessing. How can you doubt God when you are holding an angel?

Tiny Dancer, School, poppawheely's and dilation!!

So sorry it has been so long! We have been just running crazy with so much going on!! I have had a few upset readers and I apologize (Lisa!) Ok, This is going to be long so if you don't have a life to get to right away have a seat....Let me begin with... non other than the kids of course! Since that is my life. Jameson and Chanel had their first week of summer school last week! I know I sound like a mean mom for even putting them in summer school but, they really do love it. And it was Chanel's first time EVER going to school!! I would have gotten some pictures but Jameson was puking while Rori was pooping and I was supposed to be leaving. I was lucky to walk out the door and get her there on time (James missed that day of course) I'm sure I stunk when I dropped her off. Here I was a mess and a little emotional watching my little girl RUN into school and I'm yelling 'I love you!! Have fun!! Be good!!" etc. and she didn't even give me a wave or a look back or nothing! She was gone! Not a bit of hesitation or being afraid. She loved it and the next day James was able to make it and he said she did very good at school. (They get to be in the same class just for this summer). He takes such good care of his little sisters, here is a picture of him giving Rori Ana a bath in the sink. What a good big brother!


He cant wait for another little sister to join in on the fun. Speaking of which, I am now 31 weeks!!! And not going so strong. I am remembering all the little uncomfortables that come with pregnancy. I am so tired but, when you have 3 kids running like they are on speed or something illegal you don't really get to much rest. I think I have been over doing it a little. I was dilated to a 1 at 29 weeks and with Rori Ana coming so early they are a little worried so I am now on "modified bed rest". When I asked what that meant my doctor said "Take it VERY easy". How the hell do you take it easy when you have 3 kids, 3 dogs and a crazy life?? Still, I have been doing my very best. I don't pick up anything unless I absolutely have to, and Rori Ana is walking now so it makes it a little easier. She looks so cute and still so baby to me. I'm sure when we have the next baby she will look giant. Anyway, no deep cleaning (shucks), pretty much just sit on my butt all day if at all possible. I manage ok. Rory has REALLY stepped up and taken on a lot. It was kind of funny because the doctor kept yelling at me telling me to try to relax or he would put me on complete bed rest. Rory didn't seem too concerned until I called him and said the doctor said no more sex. Then he freaked! He said "WHAT? Is something wrong? Is everything okay? What EXACTLY did the doctor say??!!" Apparently it wasn't that serious until he heard those awful words. Again... I am managing just fine and following doctors orders!

Last weekend we got to get out on the boat!! Finally!! It was wonderful, until the darkness set in and we would rush back to the dock to load up before it dumped on us. I have been LOVING the thunder storms though!! Here are some pictures, the water was a little cold but not bad at all.


The kids had a blast!!

Do G isn't a good swimmer!!!

We got a little fishing in. Have I mentioned how much I LOVE to fish? I do!!

Chanel went swimming after she made sure there were no sharks.

What a hotty??!!!

Him too!

And Rori got to see a worm for the first time!!! And what did she do with it? What she does with everything.....

I guess worms don't taste too good. I wasn't too worried, obviously. Its organic right?

Here is the sign we better head back to land.

And today was another big day for Chanel! She started dance!! Were hoping it helps her with her coordination. She cant even make a full circle without falling or run in a straight line, or even run without falling. But maybe with a little practice we will have a little ballerina?? She loves it. She looked so cute falling this way and that way while her teacher tried to get her to tippy toe in a straight line. I think she may have even taken out a few of the other little girls in her class.

My tiny dancer.......
And that's not all!!! She also took off her training wheels today!!! Of course we still have to get after her every second to watch where shes going but, she did it!! I am so proud of her!!! Jameson had his training wheels off by the time he had his 2nd birthday and Chanel isn't too far behind. She even managed to go off the ramp with daddy's help.

Here is James doing his "poppawheely".

So, that's all for now. I'm going to go take my Tylenol PMs for the night and crash. I will be writing again soon.

Goodnight.