A Conversation...

Random Lady at the Park: Wow! Is this your daughter?
Me: Yes
Random Lady at the Park: She's beautiful. Too bad she didn't get her blond hair from you.
Me: Yeah. (I'm thinking: "I dye. Maybe she did get her blond hair from me. We'd have to go back about 14 years to figure it out.")
RLATP (Random Lady at the Park): So when is your next baby coming? (Looking right at my belly)
Me: September 30th
RLATP: Really?! Wow! I was expecting you to say some time in July.
Me: Nope. It's going to get worse before it gets better.
RLATP: Are you having a boy or a girl?
Me: A girl.
RLATP: Boy, two girls. Look out. I just loved being pregnant because I'm tall and carried really well. I never got THAT big.
Me: Really. You're lucky.
RLATP: Well, we're going to go, but I just wanted you to know that you're glowing.
Me: Thanks. (I'm "glowing." Hmmmm. That's probably because it's 90 degrees outside. Is that like telling someone that they have something in their teeth?)

Go Nats!!

On Saturday, we went to see the Washington Nationals play the Texas Rangers at the brand new Nationals Park. We had a great time. We went with our friends the Hansens (Dain and Maryann) and their daughter Taylor who is only a few months younger than Sabrina. The girls were so funny and held hands (at Taylor's insistence and Sabrina's tolerance) through the entire metro ride and walk there (pics to come later!!). Sabrina was pretty scared of the metro. In fact, when we got off, she kept saying to Paul, "That was scary! That was scary!" The Nats lost pretty badly (like 11 to 3), although we didn't stay to see the end of the game due to the children. Good times.

I MUST be growing...

I don't know what it is about this week, but I think our baby has grown about 10 lbs. since Monday. Sabrina was playing with her blocks the other day, particularly with the block that has wheels so that you can turn it into a vehicle. She kept saying "up the hill" and "down the hill" as she rolled it over my protruding belly over and over again. Very flattering sweetheart!

Happy Father's Day (yesterday).

Lucky number 3! It's PJ's third Father's Day, and I thought that I should write the top ten reasons we're very glad that he's the dad of our family:

10. When I tell him he can either give Sabrina her bath after dinner or do the dishes; he does one or the other happily with no complaints (He picks the bath 95% of the time, which I don't mind at all!).
9. He has the hardest work ethic of anyone I know.
8. Loves to cuddle (just ask Noelle).
7. Will jump, run and play with Sabrina when his pregnant wife just can't muster up the energy.
6. NEVER has complained about his wife's cooking (and trust me there have been times when he should have).
5. Let's me have the remote about 60% of the time (hey it's better than 50%).
4. Can make Sabrina laugh harder than anyone.
3. Throws the best dance party of anyone in our household.
2. Never yells...Seriously NEVER.
1. Loves his girls 100%.

Happy Father's Day PJ! We adore you!

What do you do when it's 102 degrees outside?

Sabrina and I go swimming! (This is where a cute picture of Sabrina at our pool should be! See last post!). She is feeling better, and I am so glad that we have a pool because there is literally nothing else to do outside when it gets as warm as it has been. It's been so hot, I don't even care who sees me in the "Mrs. Roper" maternity swimsuit. That's their problem. Today was cooler; we're hoping it doesn't end.

Sabrina is getting so funny lately. She has the funniest little accent and elfish voice. She also does nothing slowly or quietly. Her tiny self is very busy. She has separated her blocks into two categories..."big guys" and "little guys." She ADORES her dad and really turns on the charm when he's home. She knows both verses to "I Love To See The Temple" and "Love is Spoken Here." Although she saves these performances for mom and dad ONLY, which of course, we don't mind. The park has become one of our favorite places. I think she made me push her on the swing for about 45 minutes today. She likes the slide quite a bit too.

As for Paul and me (sorry for the long "This is My Journal" post!), we are both doing well. Paul is still enjoying work. The legal stuff is interesting to him, the "summarize this article" stuff is not! He is playing in a 3 on 3 basketball tournament this weekend and has high hopes for his squad. I'm sure I'll post about this later. I am feeling pretty good, but it is amazing how when life slows down, I realize how pregnant I am becoming. I am still adjusting quite a bit to being home again and have filled my days with playing, parks, cleaning, trips to the store, and other endeavors. I am SO glad we came to a place I know with people I know. I have enjoyed talking to old friends at playgroup and walking group and making a few new ones too. I really don't know how people make it in new places without the church!

Wow! If you're still reading, hats off to you!

No Pictures!!

Yes, my friends, things are about to get pretty boring on this blog. Paul informs me that his computer has no spot for a memory card, and we didn't bring the cord to our camera. I'm just going to have to add some later. (Do you think this would have ever happened with a Mac? I don't. Paul and I have an eternal struggle over this very topic!).

May your day be better than mine!!

We've had a tough couple of days. Wednesday morning we went in to get Sabrina and noticed that she was unusually warm; so I sent Paul to the store to get a thermometer and some Tylenol. She seemed to be acting alright on Wednesday (maybe a little cranky) throughout the day. By evening time, she sounded to me like she was starting to lose her voice. Then at about 12:30 that night, I heard a terrible coughing/wail and awoke from my slumber. I went in her room to find her wheezing, coughing, breathing heavily and with a fever. We gave her more Tylenol and Paul gave her a blessing. She seemed to catch her breath and fell back asleep, and we both felt good about just letting her sleep a little. But just to be safe, I put her in our bed with us. After a few round-house kicks to the head in the night, Sabrina decided to wake her tired mother up at 5:00 AM!! Her dedicated and loving father headed to the store for some Benadryl at 5:00 also. Later in the day, we headed to my old doctor's office to see what was wrong. Turns out she has CROUP! I know little to nothing about diseases/anatomy/medicine, but I could have sworn that we have an immunization for croup. They gave her a steroid shot in the leg and sent us home. Well, today the word CRANKY doesn't even cut it. While her breathing is getting better, her attitude is worse. We went to the store earlier and there was a little boy (probably around 1) who was politely standing by his mother doing nothing at all. Sabrina (from the cart) yelled, "no no No NO!" (Each no getting louder!) and thrust her arms in a pushing motion toward him several times. Then she screamed, "No BABIES! NO!" Could it be true that steroids really do alter your mood. What's next? Facial hair? She's also been screaming for aunt Shelley. Shelley, just be glad you're more than 2000 miles away from this right now!