maggie

Over the past few days, Eli has had a new friend.
Her name is Maggie.
She is invisible.
Imaginary.
Not real.
But to Eli, she is very real.
She is small, as she fits in the palm of his little hand.
Sometimes she is a baby, sometimes she is big.
Unprovoked, Eli will say...
"Look! Maggie's here!"
He will pick her up off of the ground
and put her in my hand.
He will talk to Maggie.
And hug her too.
Too cute for words.

contrast

powdered

protruding

I am definitely out of the expanding phase and into the protruding phase....the above picture sums that up quite nicely. At 31 weeks pregnant, here are the deets.

--Weight is on target, so my OB says...sometimes I wish he would give me a swift kick in the rear and say I need to start eating better. With every visit, it makes me want to eat more bad stuff because he always says I am on target.

--Evangeline moves like a kid in a candy store! She cannot sit still already and she is not even here yet! :) Sometimes she hurts me....maybe she has super human strength....or maybe I am a wimp. I seem to believe the latter.

In my last visit with my OB, the possibility of induction came up. He knew I went into labor very fast with Eli so he told me that when he starts checking to see if I am dilated (beginning at 34 weeks) and finds me to be 3-5 centimeters dilated before my due date, I will have to be induced. Now, I don't want to be on the side of Bypass 30 with a horrified Chad delivering our daughter, but I really do not want to be induced. Not only have I heard horror stories about the dreaded pitocin that helps move the labor along....I was thinking of the slight possibility that maybe since I labored with no drugs with Eli, I could do it again. Of course with Eli, I had no choice and I was not happy about the fact that I could not get drugs (to read more about Eli's labor story, click here). BUT, the most important reason is that I just want to begin labor naturally, in God's timing. But again, I am not in control, He is. So maybe induction is God's timing, we shall see.

--With the help of Chad's parents (God bless their souls!) we almost have Evie's nursery completed. It still needs some girly decor to brighten things up. Once it is ready, I will post pictures.

--Other than that, life is good and besides being sidelined many times over the last few months with sickness, we feel very blessed! :)

eli-isms

"Mommy, I make poop sound...ppppffftttt."



Mommy: "Eli, let me get that big sticker out of your hair."
Eli: "No, I want it there."



"Daddy, you got dots on you back!" (referring to Chad's freckles)


"Beacuse whyyyyyyyy?"



Mommy: "Eli, come here please, lets get your shoes on."
Eli: "Just a minute.....just a minute...." (and he dilly dallies)



(In the bathtub with his little rear in the air)
Eli's rear: "pppffftttt"
Mommy: (laughing) "Elijah, what was that??"
Eli: "A poop sound, Mommy!"



"Can I see Jabawockeez?" (breakdancing dance crew)



(Eli pushing a cookie on my growing belly)
Eli: "Here you go Evie, here you go. You eat?"

AND MY FAVORITE:

Mommy: "Achoo!"

Eli: "Bless you, Mommy!"

Mommy: "Thank you, Honey."

Eli: You're welcome, Sweet Pea."

botany

We were in the mood for spring and decided to plant some flowers early. Here is how our process went and near catastrophic casualty that occurred.

First, we needed seeds. Then, we needed pots....small plastic pots, but pots nonetheless. :)

The pots had dirt in them so Eli added some water to each.


Beautiful!

Then, he added the seeds to the dirt in the pots.

Next, he got his hands wet and sprinkled a little more water in the pots.

Of course, he needed to give them love in the form a hug to help them grow.

Next, the top of the greenhouse had to be placed just right...........

And with a little too much love, jostling and placing of the top, the pots capsized.

But, Mommy to the rescue and the pots were upright again, soaking up the glorious sun on our kitchen windowsill.

Tune in next week for cooking by Eli. haha! :)

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