A la duck.

I know this isn't a picture of Jack, but I didn't have my camera and this picture reminded me of what Jack looked like with the ducks.

Monday we walked to a nearby park. It's what I like to call "The Walking Park" because everyone goes there to walk or run. There are no toys for kids, just a winding sidewalk and grass around a canal....and ducks! Well, Jack has never cared about the ducks before (we walk there about once a week), but Monday when they approached us I happened to have some Cheerios in the stroller that we were able to feed them. Jack LOVED it. He said such cute things like, "uhmere ducks" (come here ducks) and "cheeyo ducks" (cheerio ducks), and when we left we said, "buh bye ducks!"

Hormones

Crying for no reason? YES! This is my life the last week. Why the hormones of pregnancy do this to me, I don't know, but I wish it would stop. Watching a movie that is the least bit sentimental gets me going. Having two seconds without the kids gets me going. Michael noticing something that I accomplished gets me going. And just now, Michael walking out the door to study and leaving me with the kids for the evening got me going. Could the waterworks please stop? And also, prior to being pregnant I was getting pretty good at keeping the house pretty clean (of course there were messes, lots of them, but I got around to cleaning them up usually before the stuff-whateveritmightbe-dried up and I needed a drill to get it off). Well, now I seem to need a chisel when I go to clean any room in the house. And doing the dishes always seems to happen only when I realize that Jack just asked me for a drink and I don't have ANY clean sippy cups left. So, why do I write about this? Because I need to get it out and if I talk about it, I'll probably cry....stupid hormones.

Sleepy Dinner

Two evenings ago, Jack and I were very tired. I didn't realize just how tired he was until we were eating dinner. It was making me laugh so hard that I had to get it on video. He tried turning away at one point, but then realized that he wanted another bite. And at the end he has finally had it and tells me "no"...he didn't want to be videotaped, but it was totally worth it. Makes me laugh just remembering it now.

Charming Blanket Games, Piggies, Clomping, and Nomenclature

How could I not want another little charmer like these two?

Number Three, you've got a lot to live up to.

This is probably the most favorite game at our place. At least according to Jack and Daisy. To people who don't know, this may look like a big mess in my living room.  Every day Jack brings out his pillow and blankets and the fun begins when he starts throwing them on Daisy. They roll around on the floor together laughing like a pair of hyenas. Jack gets crazy sometimes and I have to stop the fun, but it always starts again the next day.

I don't know why I particularly like this picture...I just do.

Daisy's hair is long enough for some cute little piggies up top.

Jack loves trying on shoes...

...and clomping around, giggling...

Jack's learned a lot of new words the last few weeks. A few of the new ones include sword, moon, and Jack. Today while we were on our walk, he looked up in the sky and pointed saying "ball!" It took me a minute, but then I realized he was pointing to the moon. I tried to tell him it was the moon, but he was adamant. Finally I said, "Can you say moon?" He said "moon" and from then on it was the moon and not a ball. When we got home we looked at picture of the moon on the computer till I was bored out of my mind. Jack was so crazy into it though I had a hard time stopping. Also, all day long he's been calling himself Jack. He's so proud when he points to himself and says "Jack!" Then he points out Mommy, Daddy, Daiz, and then "I'm Jack!" So fun!

And now, I'm tired and must hit the hay, or I may wake up looking like this:

Expecting the Unexpected

Ok, it's finally time to get this blog entry posted...I've been working on it for a week now. We found out last weekend that I'm pregnant again! Surprise! Totally unplanned...thus the title of this blog. Here are some of my jumbled thoughts about it:

I'd been wondering for a week or so. I got a stomach bug that seemed to linger but I was in denial that I could be pregnant. We'd been preventing. I was thinking I am not ready to have another pregnancy or have another child. Two may be enough for me (even though deep down I knew I wasn't done at two). We were planning on waiting until Daisy was maybe two or so to even think of becoming pregnant again.

All I can do is trust that Heavenly Father must know that I really need this because I certainly don't have that knowledge yet. Even though I think I'm not ready for the adults to be outnumbered, I guess Heavenly Father thinks otherwise.

As I've thought about it almost constantly over that last week I am starting to get pretty excited about things. We already have both a boy name and a girl name picked out (no middle names yet). Those names will be discussed in a later post.

I am handling the nausea quite  a bit better this time around...so far...knock on wood. Every few hours I start to feel the nausea coming on so I quickly sneak a bite to eat of whatever's handy. I'm loving the veggies and dip right now. So convenient, tasty, and make me feel good and healthy.

Hips are killing me already, but let's stay positive.

Jack and Daisy love each other so much that I'm excited to watch the love increase with an addition.

I went to get pregnancy verification (for insurance purposes) Tuesday and actually felt relieved that the test came back positive...I didn't realize that I was worried that it may be all in my head.

What if I'm having twins? But I probably just feel huge already because my body is getting so used to being pregnant that I blow up as soon as I conceive. :) Ah the joys of pregnancy.

Since writing some of the above, I'd like to mention that morning sickness sometimes doesn't care if you eat a little something all the time...sometimes you're still going to feel sick despite your best efforts. Lucky me.

Looks like my due date is 11/1/11 unless someone tells me otherwise.

How the heck am I going to go grocery shopping with three kids?

Some of Cutie La Pie Daisy