Crazy? I Think I Have Arrived...

Now that I am over 10 weeks pregnant (well, I'm guessing...I don't have an u/s until next Monday...) I can definitely tell. Remember the bragging that I was doing saying, oh...I don't even feel pregnant?

Yeah. I don't feel much of anything these days accept moodiness, cry babyish ways, exhaustion and nauseated. That sums up my life right now--and I am sure that Leo is so sad that he has to miss out on the "fun" 1st trimester, ha!

The thing with my pregnancies is that I hate smells. I hate how everything smells. Poopy diapers. Dog breath. Animal food. Air. I hate it all.

I have gone on a few crazy rampages lately...rampages of getting rid of anything and everything that has a scent.

Laundry detergent, dryer sheets and stain release tabs. Body soap. Kids body soap. Lotion. Bubble bath. No body sprays. Traded in my mint toothpaste for cinnamon. The mint made me despise brushing my teeth.

I'm ready for the 1st trimester to be gone--I am all about having some energy and some sort of life back.

I miss everything!!

The One With the Eye...

This is what I woke up to on Saturday morning:

After nearly passing out {ahem. I claim I got up too quick when I heard her screaming and sobbing...},

I rushed us out to the ER.

The culprit?

An allergic reaction--the doc said it was from an insect from the looks of it.

We're home and she is on steroids and Benadryl.

I'm just praying that it looks much, much better very soon!

The One Where I Reappear. Well, Sort Of...

Crap. Has it honestly been almost a week since my last post? I'm not sure what my deal is. Well, besides the nausea, exhaustion, zombie like behavior that has taken over my body.

Add to that the fighting between the girls, the tears from the girls, and the death of my great-grandma...well, it's been a week of hell.

I cannot remember the last time I was this freaking exhausted--it's like I go through the motions of our days and nap when I can squeeze one in....

So, anyway--that's where I've been. Oh--and shopping, too. Lots of shopping...

The Big "3"

Happy 3rd Birthday, Isabella!

I hope our day of Oreos for breakfast (what you picked out)...

Shopping...

Eating yummy princess cake...

And snuggling with your momma....

Is the best birthday ever.

I love you, sweet Bella!

And I'm still in shock that you?

Are the big 3...