Feeling hot hot hot....

We have no air conditioning. Our only fan has to go in the bedroom so Ivy can sleep without sweating herself awake. I am now 36 weeks preggo. Please don't judge me for sitting on my couch almost naked with ice packs and a popsicle.

Photo shoot!

The AMAZING Tara Pugmire (taralynnphotography.com) took Ivy's 1 year pictures the other day. It was a lot of fun. Ivy was totally working the camera - it was hilarious. And Tara did a great job of making her laugh. Anyway, here are a few of the results. I can't believe how big she's getting!

Life

Life has been crazy busy...thus the blog neglect. We have had family reunions, and clogging camps, and sick babies. Even now - the house is a mess and I should be cleaning. But this is the only moment I have had and will have to blog for a while because on Wednesday we are leaving for the rest of July to go see Robbie's sister in Virginia!!!!! We are so excited, we can't stand it. We will get to spend so much time with Geri and her family, Ivy will get to play with her only girl cousins on that side of the family, and this will be our first non-clogging related trip since we were married. I can't even believe we really get to go. We'll get to go to Virginia beach, Washington DC, a Safari Retreat, and lots of cool historical sites. Plus, Robbie and I will get to celebrate our 4th Anniversary while we're there. Can't wait to post all about it. Wish us luck on the plane with Ivy - and in case I don't see ya - Bon Voyage!

Date Night

So...Robbie took me on a date last night. We dropped Ivy off at Robbie's Mom's house and first went to my Dr's appointment. Everything is fine and normal - no surprise there. My pregnancies are pretty uneventful. (I'm not complaining) Then we went for a walk in Veteran's Memorial Park. We found a shady spot to sit and talk and watch the clouds, and we realized that on one side of us was a big group of homeless people with their bikes and bags just hanging out. A little uncomfortable because they looked mean, but I didn't want to judge so we stayed. About 5 minutes later, two totally drunk people sat down 10 feet away from us and started to cuddle as best they could for being drunk. That park is HUGE -- right next to us, really?!?! But again, I don't want to judge so I set aside being uncomfortable and stayed. But then about 5 minutes later, we look over and see one of the homeless people peeing onto a tree. And...we were done. So we headed to dinner a little early. We NEVER go out to dinner - so I was so excited that Robbie was okay with it. He even said I got to pick whatever I wanted. So, we went to Olive Garden. I ordered the chicken Marsala because all of a sudden nothing really sounded good. When they brought it out, and I took my first bite - I thought I was going to seriously throw up. I'm sure it was great, but baby did NOT think so. So - we kindly asked the waiter if we could get something else, and he said yes, so I ordered the salmon. By the time it came out, Robbie was finished and I wasn't hungry anymore, so I had to box up the whole dinner. The ONE time I get to go out to eat and my tummy decides it doesn't want something expensive and delicious. Grrrrr. So we decided to see what was playing at the dollar theater instead. We saw that "Land of the Lost" was starting in like 5 minutes, so we decided to go for it. About 15 - 20 minutes into the movie, we decide that it was too inappropriate and we left. Isn't that FUNNY?! It was just one thing after another. And what made it REALLY funny was that the last date Robbie and I tried to go on, our car broke down and we spent the entire date trying to fix it. Good times. :)

BUT...to be completely honest, I still had fun on both those dates because I was with Robbie. I would SO rather be doing nothing with Robbie than something exciting where everything goes perfect with someone else. :) Love you babe - thanks for the date!

AND...it was all totally worth it because Robbie's Mom offered to take Ivy over night. So, it all worked out and it was a great evening! Thanks again MOM! XOXO

I know pregnany can do weird things to you...

But wanting so badly to EAT my medicated face wash this morning because I liked the way it smelled?!?!?!? For crying out loud...

She's cute and sweet and so much fun, Oh my goodness! Look who's 1!

5 days old: Her 6 month birthday: I know, I can't believe I have a toddler either! We had a great time, we had great food, we had even better company. It turned out to be a great birthday party for all involved. We had a water slide for the older cousins, food for the adults, and gifts for Ivy...so everyone got what they wanted. :) Her favorite gift was probably the play Tinker Bell cell phone she got from mom and dad. She loves to walk around and talk and talk and talk. :) ">

25 weeks and counting...

It has been a while since I updated my blog - and even longer since I mentioned anything about this sweet baby #2. I finally made it to the doctor when I was 22 weeks. I am now 25 weeks and my official due date is Sept. 9. (9-9-09) Easy to remember right? :) The baby is doing great. At every single one of our doctor appointments, there is ALWAYS a scenario that goes something like this: Stranger or nurse or doctor looks at Ivy. Then they look at me. Then they look at my stomach. Then they ask, "how old is she?" I tell them she just turned 1. Then they ask when I am due. I tell them. Then they get a look on their face that says, "holy crap, what were you thinking?!?!?" while the words that come out of their mouth are something like, "oh they will be such good friends because they are so close in age! It will be like having twins!" To which I respond with a look that says, "thanks for that" while my mouth says something like, "yeah, we're excited." Good times. We also had an ultrasound which let us know we are indeed having another GIRL. :) We really are excited about that part. We didn't really care either way, but this way it's less stuff we have to buy and...honestly...we already know how to raise a girl around here with the mood swings and the pink and the frilly and the changing of minds and the emotional roller coasters... really, what would we have done with a boy? :) And in all seriousness, I hope they will be the best of friends. I will try to get some pictures of me up here soon...although I must say that looking definitely pregnant on Ivy's 1st birthday isn't exactly what I had in mind. There's always next birthday. (And I can guarantee you that there will be NO baby in my uterus on Ivy's 2nd birthday!) But until I get those pictures up, here are some of the baby. She's a bit squished in there right now, so we couldn't get a very good profile. But from what I saw on the ultrasound - she has definitely got her daddy's lips. Lucky girl. :)

Tears, tears, tears...

I don't know if I can do this. Robbie and I are waiting for Ivy to wake up so we can drop her off and leave for the weekend to Lagoon for a dance competition. I seriously don't know if my heart can take it. Why is this so hard to leave her? She will be in very capable hands and I know she'll be fine. (This is the first time, can you tell?) Tears, tears, tears...

First Haircut

It was time to give Ivy her first haircut! I was only sad for a minute...but it was really getting out of control. It needed a trim so that it would all start growing out the same length. Anyway... she liked it at first... Neither the cape nor the smile lasted very long... Here's the before: Then the first snip... And after a few more snips, here's the after: Can you tell a difference? I think Ivy can... And these were the best photos I could get of the finished product. I thought it turned out pretty cute. Phew! The first haircut is over. We did it!

So...Funny Story...

I actually have two.

1. The chili cook off. I ended up using a recipe from a friend who has won his chili cook off twice. Thought I couldn't go wrong. So I slaved all day over this chili, including grinding my own powder, roasting my own chili, and going to a specialty mexican store for a secret ingredient. And when it was all done, we showed up at the church at 6:30 to turn in our creation to be judged. Come to find out - IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THERE BY 6:00!!!!!! What the? I still swear up and down it said that I was supposed to be there by 6:30. So people ate my chili, but did not judge my chili. Was it award winning? We'll never know.

2. Sunday afternoon. So we're just sitting around chillaxing after church. Ivy plays with her toys, gets into the DVD's, plunks the piano. Robbie is reading and/or chatting with me. I am in the kitchen finishing up dinner which happened to be pot roast and mashed potatoes. And all of a sudden, we look outside and see this: I know it's small because we took it with our cell, but can you see the cops? Again...what the? So the cops come to our door asking why we called 9-1-1. We assured them that we didn't, and they assured us that we did. So we look at Ivy and the cordless phone on the floor. Sure enough, the last number that was dialed was 9-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1. I was so embarrassed. devastated. mortified. I tried to lighten the mood by joking with the cops about lecturing ivy on responsibility. They didn't think that was so funny. I guess we'll chaulk that one up to experience! :)