So tonight my little boy turned two (actually I have another 20 minutes but who's counting). My mom offered to cook Rex his favorite meal (mac & chess) for dinner so we went to their house where we ate and he got more gifts from them and cake and ice cream. We headed home around 8:30 which is normally Rex' bed time but due to all the sugar he had he wasn't quite ready. So I get home and unload Rex and his presents and some of my stuff and head to the front door. I put my key in the lock, turn it and then try to open it and it won't open. I try again. Still nothing. I shake the door really hard trying to get in and nothing. I freak my neighbor out so he comes out and tries the key and more shaking and nothing. So it's time to call my dad. Being that he has worked in home remodeling for years and has his own business I figured he can help. He shows up and tries the keys and shaking and nothing. He says, "I guess I will be replacing some trim tomorrow" and tries to "kick" the door in and then realizes that we have some kind of special lock that makes that extra difficult (or so he says). Luckily, I had left our front windows open because of the nice weather so he crawled over our railing and leaned over the huge, deep window well for the downstairs window and pulls the screen out and jumps through my window and pulls himself the rest of the way through. He figures the hard part is over until he tries to open the door from the inside and it still won't work. He gets out my pink tool bag he bought for me several Christmas' ago and takes the door knob off and still won't open. My neighbor Paul has to "kick" the door while my dad is behind it trying to moved the parts of the lock to get it open. It finally works and the door slams into my dads knee. I finally get in the house and get Rex into bed while my dad is running home to get a new part for the door so I can lock it tonight. Once again Thank goodness for Dad's! I don't know what I would have done without him tonight with Miah out of town. For everyone that has a great dad make sure they know how much they mean to you because they will always come to your rescue no matter the problems you present for them!
35 Weeks! That means only 5 left!!!! Holy cow!!! I think I'm starting to freak out just a little!!! How far along? 35 Weeks! Yea! How big is baby? He's about 18 inches and just over 5 pounds. Weight gain? I gained a pound last week. Maternity Clothes? Of course. I'm living in tanks right now because of the heat. Just wish I had more shorts to wear. Stretch Marks? Nothing new. Just the ones from before and Monkey. Sleep? With this cold I'm not sleeping much. I'm getting a little better and able to sleep about 4 to 6 hours at night and then at nap time I'm able to get 1 or 2 more hours of sleep. However, I'm still exhausted especially because of the heat. It just drains all my energy. Even when I'm sitting in the shade under a fan. Of course it's only June so I'm not sure how this heat thing will effect me in July :/ Best Moment this Week? Monkey kissing my belly before he went down for a nap. It was so cute. He ...
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