Trying to potty train

I've been dabbling with potty training Max for nearly six months. We have successfully gotten him to request the potty instead of popping his diaper, but pee hasn't been so easy. I just don't think he minds being wet.

We tried again the past 24 hours. He doesn't tell us anything until after he goes.
I think we need to wait a while.

So as much as I was hoping to only have one in diapers at a time, come Tuesday I will have two in diapers. Oh well. It could be worse.

Happy to have Grannie in town

Grannie arrived Sunday late and the kids are thrilled to have her in town. They are in their glory getting spoiled with new toys, constant activities and catering of ways they only get from Grannie. They stayed home most of the week, only going to Sarah's one day. Lots of playing, coloring, building, learning and walks outside each day. They are really enjoying it.

I came home from work one day and Ellie announced they had built the world downstairs. I was curious what this meant, but too tired to go down to see it. So I have Ellie my iPhone as told her how to take a picture. She went right down and captured about six to eight really clear pictures of the world they had built! Apparently it's easier to get a good still photo with the iPhone then her camera. I was impressed.

Wiggle worm

I was just awoken from my weekend afternoon nap because my little wiggle worm is wiggling so much that she made me have a strange dream she was trying to wiggle out through my C-section scar. Funny somewhat and disturbing as well. This little one has her quite time, but when she gets rolling she is the most wiggly of my three for sure! I suspect she's going to be my mover.

Only 9 more days until I meet her. I'm glad because each day gets harder to get around and to sleep. Ellie and Max are being so patient with there lazy mommy. It's a good thing their Daddy is so good with them. He has taken them out to play each day this weekend. Mommy play is recently limited to a lot of stories, books or coloring. I'm looking forward to recovery and the summer off with my kids!

College

Ellie came down from nap today with her Tinkerbell backpack stuffed full. I asked her where she was off to. After she rattled off all the things that were inside the bag she tells me she's off to college.  Wow! I asked if she was going to VT, she said no, I'm going to a college where you can be a Mommy.

After yesterday's conversation that made me smile. I think that was what she was looking to do, because she gave me that special Ellie I love you smile back at me. She's my Ellie Bean!

She proceeded to sit at the table and practice her letters and writing for the next half hour!

Later in the evening I asked what made her want to go off to college today, she didn't know. But she sure had some questions for me. She had packed a picture of me so that she could look at me everyday - isn't that sweet. She wanted to know if she could bring Pink Blanket  I said of course. I also told her we could talk on Facetime every day and that I would come visit her. That seemed to help. She had tears in her eyes as she was asking these questions.

What makes her think of these things I wonder?

Max gets Stomach Bug

The past 24 hours have been rough. Max started throwing up last night and hasn't felt well all day. Poor little guy was so taken back by the whole thing , as a kid is when they do this for the first time.

This morning when I was sitting with him rubbing his back he looks at me and so carefully says, "I need to go to the doctors Mommy." Poor little guy. I tried to explain to him that this happens sometimes and it's not something the doctors can help with; we just have to get through it. I think he was puzzled because we go to the doctors for everything.

As the day has progressed, I am hoping he has kicked it. I hope he sleeps well and wakes up fully recovered. I also hope that no one else catches this - selfishly, especially me. I can't imagine the stomach bug at 37 weeks pregnant where it hurts to cough, laugh and sneeze. I did a lot of lysoling today. Thankfully David stayed home to take care of Max too. He's also done all the sick laundry and trying to help protect us. Keeping prayers and fingers crossed!

I don't want to be a Mommy

Thursday morning when we were getting dressed for the day and I was doing Ellie's hair, she told me very matter of fact that she doesn't want to be a Mommy when she grows up. She will be a ballerina instead. I told her she could be both. Her response, "No, I just don't want to be a Mommy."

These words cut hard. I told her I was sad to hear this. I explained that being a Mommy was the best thing in the world and that even when your kids are upset or giving you a hard time, it's still the best thing in the world becuase I love them so much. I also added I wanted to be a Grandma one day. She takes a step back and looks at me, she thinks for a minute and says, "Well, I guess I will think about it some more."

She cracks me up. But the sad thing is that my fear about this pregnancy has come true. It's been so visibly hard on me that Ellie thinks it's not worth it and that I don't like being a Mommy. That is really sad. I hope to change her impression before I go back to work in the fall.

Surgery

Tonight at dinner for some reason Ellie and Max started joking about surgery. Max got serious right away and started talking about his ear tube surgery. He told us he fell asleep on Daddy and then woke up scared. It was sad. I hated that he had to wake up without one of us there. I reminded him that we came to him quickly. He looked at me seriously and said yes. Then he said, "We came to my house." He definitely remembers it all pretty clearly. It's funny that it's the first time he's talked about it nearly a month later.

To change the subject I told him Mommy would have surgery in a couple weeks to have his baby sister. I asked who he thought would hold my hand. His response, "I will Mommy." Isn't that just the sweetest thing in the world! He was so serious too. He takes my hand to try to help me often.

I told him that Daddy would hold my hand, and he seemed okay with that. Both of them needed to know I'd be okay and they'd see me later. Ellie remembers this went okay when Max was born, so she's not worried.

They are so cute. It's so fun to have these little conversations with them and try to understand what is going through their heads.