8 Weeks and 2 Days To Go....But Who's Counting?

So I'm 2 days away from being 32 weeks pregnant. I usually don't complain about my pregnancies, but this one is different. I had some discomfort (to say the least) about a month ago, but was able to fix it with some new sleeping positions, but now I'm afraid, all my "fixes" are down the toilet! Sleep is very difficult these days, and even being able to pick up Nathan, carry laundry up and down stairs, or take the kids out by myself is extremely difficult. At this point, I think 8 weeks is out of the question.....I'm thinking more like 4-6 more to go....but who knows.....these things play out themselves.

The kids are doing well. I have no pics this time...surprise, surprise....but I wanted to update anyway. Natalie had a good morning today. My neighbor called to see if Natalie could come over to play with her little girl. She was gone about an hour and a half, which gave me sufficient time to do a load of laundry and even bathe myself alone!!! I must say I have the most wonderful neighbors here. Not only was Natalie invited over this morning, but Nathan as well....but I opted to keep him here. My neighbor also asked if one day this week she could keep both the kids for me while Nolan was at school so that I could do something for myself....like get a haircut or something! I told her I may take her up on it, but we'll see. Nolan also has a new playmate down the street, and he was invited to his house on Saturday. This neighbor also sent me an e-mail this morning offering to help with the kids anytime I needed a break. So, all in all, living here hasn't turned out to be as horrible as I had anticipated.

Lastly, I'll share one cute Nolan story. We were playing with refrigerator magnets the other evening. He was shocking me at how many words he knew. I would make 3-4 letter words, and then he would sound them out to guess the word. Also, I would tell him a word, then he would find the letters and place them on the refrigerator. Anyway, one word I spelled was "damp". He studied the word for a second, then looked at me and said, "Mommy, I would have to say a bad word first." I told him it was okay, because there was still another letter after that sound....so he was alright with that. (To Jenn: thought this was funny cause you heard him say a bad word the other night, and he didn't ask for permission then!!!)