What can I say about my family? I have such a huge family since I've been married for 12 years (in July). Trav's immediate & extended family feels like my family. I call his grandparents grandma/pa and feel like I've been a part of the family forever (14 years kind of is forever isn't it?).
My family? Well, my family is nuts. Just ask anyone in it! We've had lots of changes in our family since I got married.
The Maughan side of the family numbers nearly 100 now! Insane to think about that! I doubt we'll ever get a complete "family photo." We did attempt one for grandpa's 80th birthday 4 years ago & had a fairly decent turn out. But, there have been lots of babies born & more than one wedding since!
The Reeder side of the family is growing too. My sister and I aren't the only ones with the great grandkids anymore! That's fun! Especially for my kids! It was sad when my grandparents sold their home they had lived in for 43 years last fall. I loved that place! There were so many memories there. But, I'm sure there will be great memories in the new place too.
My immediately family? Well, there's plenty of craziness there too. I never imagined when I got married that my immediate family would end up like it has. Not that it's bad, it's just very different than what I ever imagined it would be.
My "little Bown family"? Well, I love it. I love them all. Even this rotten kid that keeps sending me to labor & delivery but refuses to be born! I love their different personalities and just watching them turn into actual people vs babies. Samantha is such a diva & last time Trav was home he heard her talking to me from the back of the Expedition. He turned around and looked at her and said, "Are you like, from like, the valley?" She of course had no idea what the heck he was talking about. I however giggled quite a bit. I told him that wasn't even the worst of it! She's much more like that when he's not around! I think it has to do with her BFF next door who has a 15 yr old cousin she lives with! Nash is such a tender heart. Don't get me wrong, the boy has a temper. But, when it comes down to it, he's the one that hugs me at least once a day and says, "I love you mom" out of the blue. Caleb is a wild man. That boy is going to be the end of my sanity! My mom said "Not only does he look like you did, but he acts like you too." My thought to that comment? "Oh crap!" He's like Nash in that they both come up with the most random, off the wall comments completely out of the blue that just catch you so off guard you have to stop and ask yourself if you heard that right. Some of my favorites from Caleb right now are "I 2! I do it!" "Buffalo, Buffalo, Buffalo (what he says when you ask what the buffalo says)", "Stop saying that!" "Mingo, mingo, mingo" Took me awhile to figure this one out. Mingo is Flamingo. Duh mom. My mom and I giggle each time one of these comes out of his mouth (which is at least a 100 times a day). So, there you have it. My thoughts on my family.
Trip #3 to Labor & Delivery
When I went to the dr. on Monday I told him I was still having contractions but that they weren't regular. Big surprise, right? This morning I had the privilege of being woken up at 2 am by contractions. They stopped soon after. This afternoon as I was getting ready to go pick the kids up at school I started having some wicked contractions. Ones I had to stop for because I couldn't walk through. Ones that were giving me shooting pains and burning sensations. So, I called mom to come get me & Caleb & take us up to get the kids. I had promised them I'd take them to the book fair today so I couldn't bail on them. We went up to the school and visited the book fair & were able to find some lovely purchases (it was buy 1 get 1 free this time & they all picked 2 things plus we got a book for each of their teachers). After the book fair we had 30 min. to kill before piano lessons. Mom took us home and hung out with us. At 430 my mom took Sam to piano lessons and then came back to sit with me and the boys. At 5 my mom went & picked Sam up from piano lessons and then came and grabbed me and the boys so we could go to Nash's soccer game. Nash got to play almost the entire soccer game (I think not all the kids showed up or something). He even scored the first goal for his team this game! Whoo hoo! Maybe running like his dad isn't such a bad thing after all! During the entire game I kept having contractions and when I walked over to the playground (the game was at Lincoln Elementary) I told my mom it felt like the baby was going to fall out. She told me I looked like I was walking like she was falling out. Thanks, that's comforting. Nash's team lost 5-2, but he had a great time playing. After the game was over, we came back to our house where I decided to call and talk to the dr. on call. He wasn't very helpful. He told me that it's hard to tell over the phone since he can't check me to see if I've progressed. He also said it's normal with your 4th to be able to feel pressure (pressure is one thing, I felt like her head was going to fall out any second). He told me it wouldn't be a bad idea to make arrangements like I could go fast and it wouldn't be a bad idea to come in. Gee, really? So, we dropped the kids off at my in-laws house (I'm sure they're sick of my children by now) and went to Labor and Delivery. I was hoping that the 3rd time would be the charm - so was my poor mother! When we got there & they finally checked me, the nurse told me I was 75% and a 2 at a -2. I about cried! On Monday my dr. told me I was at 75%, 3 and at a -2. My cm had better NOT be going backwards! I was ready for a second opinion! After telling the nurse what my dr. had said on Monday she agreed to put 3 on my chart b/c "there's just a tiny difference between a 2 and a 3." Gee, that makes me feel better. I asked if walking would help make a difference. She said it wouldn't be a bad idea. So, we walked for 30 min. and then had to get back on the monitor for 10 min. and then walked for another 20 min. At the end of that time the nurse checked me again and said "Sorry. No change. We can't keep you." Big surprise. So, after getting the rest of the tape from the monitor they needed, I was given a ticket home. I told my mom I wanted to go to ColdStone Creamery to wallow in self pity. Since we were both hungry, we ended up at the Pita Pit instead. That was good, not wallowing in self pity good, but good. After our dinner we went and picked up the kids. I think they're getting a bit too use to the idea of drop off and pick up later without a sister. I think they might freak out when they actually get a sister out of the whole ordeal! An hour after getting home, here I sit writing on my blog, checking facebook and email & STILL having contractions. Awesome. Is it Monday yet?