I can honestly say I don't think I've ever been this tired in my life.... And my husband does majority of the night shift. I feel like God has really been trying to tell me 3 is enough. I feel like I'm in pure survival mode-- trying to get through life a day at a time. I'll be 37 weeks on Tuesday, but I still need to get through Ray's birthday party, Cirque du Soleil, Ray's actual birthday, and Leap Year. I'm still working a few days a week and that is actually giving my back a break from carrying these crazy kids. Joey is pumped for the baby and Ray doesn't have a clue.
We feel pretty ready at home for the baby. Both sets of Grandparents are on call if we were to go into labor at night, but Joey is planning on staying with the kids both nights. I'm really looking forward to 2 nights of rest at the hospital with all of the amazing food with my new precious baby.
We finally have had to really change up Ray's diet. I understand a 2 year old has a ton of highs and lows, but this kid is exhausting me. Last weekend I threw out 3 trash bags of food. I got rid of foods with high fructose corn syrup, artificial color, artificial flavor, preservatives and most hormones. You should have seen me ask the lady at Whole Foods why her syrup cost $20. Her reply, "Because it's from the actual maple tree." Check the ingredients of your syrup sometime... it's amazing what we feed our little ones once we look at the ingredients labels. It's been a challenge though. Ray still won't eat fruits or veggies, but don't think I don't stuff one in his mouth once a day just to watch him gag for 30 seconds. This kid is surviving off of vitamins, I swear. We are slowly pulling the paci "mimi" away during the day and he's doing pretty well with it. His verbal is picking up quickly and now he has more chances to bite Joey. We have started time outs and hand smacks, especially when we chuck toys at Joey's face AND cause black eyes. There is, however, only so much discipling a 36 week pregnant Mama can do. I can recall Joey getting easier around 26 months, and I'm hoping the same for Ray. Although they are completely polar opposite kids.
Little Joey has really taken to the big brother role with such a beautiful heart of gold. He is so tender hearted like his Dad and very soft spoken. At parent-teacher conferences, the teachers said he is such a joy to have in class and loves watching his face light up when asked to answer a question. Joey goes to school 2 mornings a week and loves coming home to imitate his friends at school. You should see his adorable Joey L. face. Yep, that's right, there's another Joey is his class. So, Joey truly thinks his name is Joey M dot. Recently Joey has fallen off a slide and knocked one of his front teeth causing it to turn grey. He also has been diagnosed farsighted and we are getting glasses next week. He loves his big boy bed and continually turns down sugary foods for strawberries, blueberries and green beans. We still need to get allergy tested-- in the last 3 months he has had an anaphlactic reaction where he eyes have swelled shut with over 100 hives within minutes of entering a place.
Big Joey is still catching up from switching jobs but is loving Morgan Stanley. He comes home every night pooped out saying "There isn't enough hours in the day." I honestly don't know how he does it.
For the first time in my life I can honestly say I need all the help I can get. I'm tired, overwhelmed and having a hard time doing daily activities-- I eat for energy. I'll keep praying for things to get easier and a healthy baby. Thank God I have a fantastic doctor. I think he feels so bad for me he is only making me come in every other week. Here's to trying to get a few more blogs in before I'm completely consumed with 3 adorable babes.
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