My new name

You can call me Grace..... that's my new name.  Cause I'm all graceful these days.  And I say that with total and complete sarcasm.  Close your eyes and picture this...... well, you can't actually close your eyes and read at the same time but you get my drift.

A four year old that needs to poop but just won't take the time to sit on the toilet and do it.  So, I sit him there and then plop my rear end on the floor of the bathroom to keep him company.  Once the "big poop" is accomplished, I gracefully with my 38 week belly roll onto all fours and gracefully come to my feet. 

A soon-to-be 2 year old that insists on being rocked to sleep at night.  I'm sitting in the rocking recliner in his room with him laid back in my arms.  Once sleep finally over takes him, picture me trying to heave myself out of the chair while trying to keep him somewhat still so he won't wake up.  A 27 lb toddler and a 38 week belly..... real graceful!

A four year old that wants mommy "to rub his back" during the wee hours of the morning.  I sit on the floor beside his bed so I can get him calmed down and back to sleep.  Once he's finally snoozing, I'm stuck on the floor with my legs beneath the bed.  I'm sort of hemmed up between the bed and the train table.  What does a big ole mama to be do?  I get to all fours and crawl from the room.  Getting more and more graceful aren't I?!?!

To bad this little one on the way isn't a girl....... she could so be named Grace since her mama's so graceful these days. Ha!  Just another part of being pregnant and coming up on the end.  But with all my gracefulness, I did take care of my "maintenance" things today..... got my hair cut, eyebrows waxed, and a mani/pedi.  So while I might not be graceful, I'm prepared for this little dude's arrival.