In less than three months we will have a new addition to our
already hectic life. I can't even begin to imagine how much change and
adjusting we will all have to do. I am exhausted thinking about it, but over
the moon too! This pregnancy has flown by, some days I totally forget I am even
pregnant, (hard to believe I am saying that). I guess that is what happens when
you have a child that keeps you constantly busy and on your toes. I'll tell you
this, if every pregnancy was as enjoyable as this one, the Duggars might have
some competition. Hah!
I
have definitely had some help keeping my mind busy. I just finished
Anatomy & Physiology I. Absolutely loved the class, was most challenging,
but so rewarding when I checked my grade and saw an A! In less than two weeks I
start A & P II. I weighed my options and decided it would be to my
advantage to finish this course before the baby arrives. If I wait, who knows
for sure when I will get back. Plus this is my only pre-req left before I can
apply to the UMD graduate nursing program!!! I do have some more work to do, I
decided to apply to the physician’s assistant program, which entails 1400 hours
of patient care contact, GREs & one more semester of pre-reqs, biochem and
med terminology. Sounds like a lot, but I am in no rush. I wanna
enjoy my babies; you can't get this time back. Boy, do I know that. Fifteen
months have gone by faster than I could have ever imagined. Its tough when you
want it all, a career and to be home with your babies. Difficult decisions have
to be made, and if you are anything like Kurt & I you will talk about it
until your blue in the face. I have learned that you can only plan life so
much, at some point you just gotta let go of the reigns and live. No regrets
yet. Okay, maybe I am regretting this condensed eight week summer course just a
bit.
My brain has been
a little foggy lately thinking about all the stuff we have yet to do to get
ready for number two. Her room is still being used for clothing, guitar and amp
storage. We have her bedding, furniture (thanks to her brother who doesn't use
his crib...still) and the necessities. Grammy has an outfit for the first
ninety days of her life (I really hope that sonogram tech knew what she was
talking about). I figure her room will be done by the time she is one. We just
run out of time! The scary thing is we haven't even begun having the doctor's
appointments every two weeks. We are keeping our fingers crossed that we
continue to get good news and we won't have to do any extra appointments or
sonograms. Karson in the waiting room, I feel sorry for those poor women. Most
of us go to the doctor to get a break from our kids, not to have to listen to
someone else's.
Mommy had her
first huge lapse in judgement last Tuesday morning. Blame it on the pregnancy
brain, if that is a real thing? I had my glucose tolerance test and Karson was
going to spend some time with Grammy. It was a typical morning, breakfast,
clean up, shower, cartoons and cheerios, morning poop (Karson's that is) and
packing the diaper bags. Yes, two! I decided to leave a little early because
Karson was extra cranky and would not stop dangling from my leg. This is
becoming an everyday occurrence that has me walking in circles to
avoid his deadly latch. We packed up the car and I put him in his car seat,
because he was screaming and throwing himself around in the backseat, I gave in
and handed him my keys to hold. I had to run back to the house to close the
front door. I consciously thought to myself, "Kasey, do not shut the doors
on the car, Karson has your keys." So I went back to the car, did the one,
two check and decided we were locked and loaded and ready to go. Yeah, we were
locked alright. Just as I let go of the door, I remembered my thought from two
seconds earlier. Shit! The doors were locked, with my cell phone in my purse
sitting on the front seat. My panic set in, but I kept a level head and figured
well its only 60 degrees, he is safe in his car seat, what is the logical next
step? My mom was of course driving a bus that morning. I wasn't dare going to
call Kurt unless I absolutely had to. I called C-pops, he is always my go to
guy in case of an emergency. He just handles business and doesn't ask too many
questions. I jumped the fence, I am sure it was a sight, seven months pregnant
and climbing a fence. I went to my neighbor and knocked, she probably thought
her house was caving in with my fierce knock. She came to the door and let me
use her phone. In the mean time Karson is having a meltdown because he wants to
know why I put him in the evil seat and let him sit there alone. My neighbor
chatted with me a few minutes so I wouldn't be left alone. Just then
as we stood in the driveway I heard my car doors lock. I leaped over the fence,
yet again and rushed to the door. Karson was playing with my remote, hitting
the lock button. I kept yelling, "the other button buddy (like he knew
what I was saying)". Then he clicked it, he freed himself. I hurried up
and called C-pops off. He just laughed when he found out Karson opened the door
for me. Little booger is too smart for his own good. The entire ordeal lasted
about seven minutes, but it was definitely long enough for me to know I NEVER
want to have that feeling again. We were blessed to have help and that it
wasn't a hot day, because if it had been we would have a broken window on
Petey. We survived to tell the tale, yet again.
I've been slacking lately with taking and uploading pictures, so I decided to throw in a flashback. Pre-baby couple!
