Wow, I've been a blog slacker for the month of May! It is actually a little past 11 p.m., and I'm sitting at work-willing the clock to move a little faster to the glorious end of my shift at midnight. I will post some recent pictures soon but for now, here's a little catching up on us....
ABBY: Most days with her are so, so fun. She talks in these full-blown sentences and comprehends things that shocks me. Some of her fun sayings...
1. She will call Jason... "Jason." I'm sure she's heard it from me but at least twice a day we'll hear, "Jason, where are you?" or "Jason, what are you doing?" It makes me giggle but he gives her the "I'm Daddy" talk.
2. Again, more mimicing....when she drops something or something doesn't go her way...we hear "Ah, Man!" or "Gosh!" Not really a fan of "Gosh!" but the "Ah Man!" one makes us chuckle.
3. I was in TJMaxx looking for bedding for her new twin bed. They had a twin bed set up with all the works....sheets, comforter, quilt, pillows, etc. It was like a shabby chic kind of decor-nothing kiddy about it. But she saw it and went (verbatim), "My bed! My favorite bed! I love it!" Quite a girly moment with exclamations in her voice and the hands on her cheeks.
She is also really into trying out the manipulating thing. She'll come up to one of us and give us lots of hugs and kisses and smiles...then go "Watch TB (TV) Mommy?" Most of the time, she'll get a no and the poochy lip comes out immediately. Then she'll try it on Jason thinking she'll get a different answer this time. We've had many talks that Mommy and Daddy are on the same page.
Also the kid has an amazing memory. We could go somewhere, do something, talk about an event, and days/weeks later she brings it up like the conversation just happened. And PTL, the kid is completely potty-trained (except for sleeping).
JASON: My hard-working husband. He's doing great with his sales job with BG. And I've been putting him to work lately-getting ready for the baby. We worked hard on Monday (Memorial Day) taking apart the "office" (our 3rd bedroom) and setting it up as Abby's big sister room-twin bed and all. I had planned on her staying in her room, but the way the hallway is set up, getting her new dresser in the original room would be a lot of work...so we now have the other room as her big sister room. We're not 100% ready yet but she'll go in there and do this excited sigh and say, "My room! My bed!" (very cute). Anyway-back to Jason. He's been doing WW on his own and has lost about 12 pounds. So proud of him....I don't have to get after him at all about writing down his points, measuring stuff out-he's totally on top of it. He's definitely taken advantage of the Subway footlongs for $5. He'll eat 1/2 and bring home the other half for me to take for lunch when I'm working. Jason also decided to not play softball with our church this summer. With me working two evenings a week, and a new baby coming, he wanted to take a break and spend more time at home.
JENN: Well, me and the baby have a little less than 8 weeks to go before he enters the world. I'm scheduled to have a c-section on July 21st. Yes, I'm choosing to have another c-section for several reasons... I recovered quite well from my c-section with Abby; somehow abdominal surgery doesn't scare me as much as natural delivery; we're probably done after this so why mess up both places; the whole major risk of uterine rupture with VBACs; etc, etc. This pregnancy has been different than with Abigail. I felt like a big ol' marshmallow when I was pregnant with her....just big and fluffy all over. With him, I haven't really changed at all except I look like I have a big basketball under my shirt. I have strangers coming up to me in the supermarket and telling me I'm having a boy just by the way I'm carrying him. Lately, he's been sticking his butt out which is to the upper left of my stomach. It almost lurches me forward and feels like the skin is going to break open and his butt is going to break through. A litle uncomfortable but better than Abby's feet in my left ribs last time I did this. I'm still working 24 hours a week...I'm hoping to go up until the Friday before he comes. But we'll see what happens....if he comes early-I don't think I'd be too surprised. He's quite a mover and shaker in there.
FUNNY STORY: A couple of weekends ago, I found this great deal on craigslist for an Ikea dresser with matching nightstand for Abby's room. So I convinced Jason I was saving up big bucks (which I was) and we headed off to New Haven to pick it up. A girl from Yale was graduating from their law school and this was exactly what I wanted for Abby's room. Well, we decided to take Gpa/Gma Chiodo's 10+ year old minivan to pick it up. (They leave it here while they are down in Florida). Jason's parents are in Israel visiting Jen...so we load Abby up in the far back of the van with the middle row of seats gone. On the way there, she was like "Where are you?!?" "I can't see you!" But she did great. We get the dresser loaded up and one side of the doors to the van won't close. So we do the Chiodo thing and bungee cord the door to the van and take off home very slowly. We had to load Abby up first cause we couldn't get her in after the dresser was loaded. Then we pulled a smart one and when we loaded the dresser, we had all the drawers (8 of them) facing the back of the van. So, here we go, like the Beverly Hillbillies, driving down the highway, one side of the van open, Abby in the very back strapped into her carseat, and any acceleration or deceleration made all 8 drawers fly out of the dresser and head right towards Abby. They stayed in the dresser slots but flew out and then closed based on Jason's driving. So our dear daughter was saying "Windy!" "Whoa! (dresser drawers)" "Where are you??!" on the way home. Then she chilled out and decided all she really cared about was "French Fries! French Fries!" We talked and reassured her plenty on the way home and she was really content to just kicking at the dresser drawers and letting the wind blow those curls. I told Jason, most kids would be screaming in terror at this very odd situation, but it was just a fun adventure for her. We had a good laugh about it when we got home. Those Chiodos!
Okay-I've typed enough I think. Are you still reading?!? I will post pictures soon, I promise. Love, Jenn
