What's in a name?

So when we first found out we were having a girl, we immediately decided on a name. 

I thought that was it, then I started thinking about it.

Unlike Mack's name, I couldn't say that I loved it.

I don't really like it actually. 

Unfortunately Jack does not like any of my choices either.

So with only 8 weeks to go, this baby girl has no name.

I can't stand not knowing what I'm going to call her.

You see I'm a planner. I want everything that can be planned and thought about to be planned and thought about before going to the hospital.

Partly because after my experience with Mack, I'm pretty sure I will be VERY sleep deprived in the hospital and won't be able to think of anything, and partly because it makes the waiting a little easier for me.

So if any of you have any ideas on baby girl names...that you are not planning on using...let me know. 

I need ideas!

In other news, after 3 months of trying Mack finally decided he likes strawberry shortcake. 

He was supposed to eat some for his one year but refused....now he loves it.

Only if he can eat it this way though. 

Warming up

It is definitely turning into summer here in the valley. 

Yesterday we walked down to the park at 8:30 in the morning. 

I figured this was early enough and we would beat the heat...I was wrong.

It could be the extra pregnancy weight that makes it too hot for me, but all I know is I was dying on our way back. 

Mack spent most of the time chasing birds and trying to catch the guy mowing the grass.

I was totally OK with this since I didn't really feel like climbing all over the playground.

We both only lasted about half an hour, Mack was begging to be put back in his stroller and I was happy to put him there. 

I miss the beautiful spring park days!!!

This is the best picture I could get, but this is how Mack asked to be picked up. Favorite. 

Since the park is too warm now, today we are heading to the pool.
We went last week and Mack LOVED it.
I am so excited that he seems to like going to the pool now.

He didn't want to hold my hand the whole time which is a little bit scary considering he wanted to just take off and go wherever he wanted. 

Hopefully he learns to stay by me. 

I have a feeling we will be going often. 

Feel free to join us!

Taken for granted

Jack is still pretty broken. 

Two and a half weeks after his accident with the coffee table and he still can't stand up straight, walk very far, or  sleep more than 2 hours at a time without waking up in pain.

Jack being injured has helped me realize what an amazing husband he is. 

He helps around the house way more than I thought he did. 

Monday as I was doing laundry I was especially sad that Jack was injured.

For some reason when I am pregnant the hardest thing in the world for me to do is carry the laundry basket up and down the stairs. 

I can do all kinds of things at dance...but walking up the stairs with a basket full of clothes is next to impossible. 

Dumb.

During my last pregnancy and this one, I have had Jack do it for me....most of the time.

I survived on my own...but man I really missed him.

The point is, Jack is an awesome help around the house. 

He cleans better than me, he always changes diapers when I ask him to, he will clean the rabbit cage if I am too tired to do it, and he chases Mack WAY faster than me.

I am so glad to be married to such a helpful husband and hope he gets better soon. 

We have 9 weeks to go to this baby....both of us not being able to chase Mack is not an option. 

30 Weeks

I feel like I have been waiting FOREVER to get to 30 weeks. 

And then at the same time 10 weeks to go feels like nothing and I know that I have so much left to do.

Some days I feel like I should be 9 months already because I can barely move and some days I don't even realize I am pregnant.

There are many nights at dance that, because we are working on routines for recital, I will be doing choreography and not even feel a difference. I can still do all the jumps and turns and kicks with only a little bit of restriction.

Then some nights even the warm up wears me out.  

There are definitely some differences in this pregnancy.

1. I can sleep 1000 times better. I can even still sleep on my back sometimes, something I stopped being able to do with Mack at 4 months. 

2. I'm not nearly as swollen. Yes I know my face looks puffy and disgusting all the time, but my ankles have not gotten swollen at all like they did with Mack. I'm thinking that chasing a 1 year old around all day and not sitting at a desk has something to do with that. Whatever it is, I am grateful for that. Not fitting into even my flip flops last time was NOT fun.

3. I don't feel completely brain dead creatively. With Mack just the thought of sitting at my sewing machine for a few hours trying to make something made me tired. Now I can't wait for Mack to take a nap so I can work on another outfit for baby girl. It does help that there is a lot of AMAZING inspiration out there for little girl things....thank you Pinterest.

4. I am WAY emotional. I will start tearing up at the silliest things. It's a little bit ridiculous. I am going to be a mess at the dance recital. 

Just 10 more weeks. July still seems like forever away but when I actually think about it being just barely over 2 months...I go a little crazy. 

There was a crooked man....

Poor Jack hurt his back really badly on Monday and has not been able to do much of anything since. 

I want to feel really bad for him...and for the most part I do...until he stands up and then I can't help but laugh because he is so crooked. 

I'm a cruel wife...I know.

Oh yeah....we redid the downstairs.

I am building an entertainment center, so as soon as I finish that I will be posting pictures.

I am in love with the new downstairs and the loft that has now been turned into a play room. 

Happy weekend! 

28 years

Happy Birthday Jack!

On Monday Jack threw his back out pretty bad.

NO I'm not talking a little pinch from back outage....he fully threw it out.

It has rendered him pretty much immobile for the past 2 days.

Last night he finally agreed that he needed to go to the chiropractor after examining his truly crooked body. 

So his birthday today will be spent being twisted and cracked by the chiro, attempting to sit through a Diamondbacks game with a tired baby, and ditching out on a mutual activity to go get Native New Yorker (we have not been for over a month and we are both having withdrawals!)

It should be a pretty fun day....aside from the twisting and cracking and as long as the chiro doesn't tell him he has to stay in bed  forever!

Happy 28th Jack!

Thoughts from my sick bed

Jack ended up coming down with the flu on Saturday.

I was able to hold off on it until last night...but now the flu is here in full force.

Luckily I was still able to go to church yesterday before it got too bad.

I have to say leaving Mack home with Jack and not chasing him at church, while nice made me glad to have him there every Sunday.

Going to church alone is rough!

Our birds are gone.

We had put them outside for a few days while we figured out where to put them in the house.

We figured it was warm enough now that they would be OK.

Somehow the cage got knocked over and they are gone.

Sad.

I'm pretty sure this will be the decoration idea for the new baby room. I love the polka -dots. 

I'm thinking more baby girl colors though...pinks and purples and such.

As soon as I get over this dumb flu (which I am determined will be by tomorrow) I will be making this for our great room.

I can't wait to have a full entertainment center....it just feels so adult.

I need some major help.

I am good at making outfits...well dresses at least for my soon to be here baby girl, (um...less than 3 months now....that feels quick) but I am seriously lacking in the bow/headband making arena.

So yeah...come and teach me how to be creative in the bow making...but ya know make sure to wait for the flu germs to go away.

Now I am going to spend the rest of day letting Jack chase Mack around, watching really lame TV (except for the Five on Fox news which is the best), and sleeping as much as possible. 

P.S. Being sick and staying home from work on one of the hottest days of the year so far is lame. I would way rather be staying home from work and taking Mack to the pool. Dumb flu.