We had a great trip to Arkansas. It was quite warm, but it was enjoyable to just sit around and do alot of nothing. I finished a book, tried to keep up with Adam as much as I could, and just tried to relax. I had bouts of morning sickness pretty much all day. I end up with it every evening. Susan was quite pleased I think! We tried a new restaurant that was fantabulous! They popped fireworks, which have never been my cup of tea. But Susan and Daniel were like two kids! Running back and forth picking out which to do next. Them two blowing up things- SCARY! We took the boys on their first bouce of the trampoline. Adam hated it at first, but eventually got used to it. Joshua hated it, but was ok once he realized we were just going to relax a bit and maybe bounce while they were in our laps. We fished, Daniel was getting quite a few and yes, even I caught one for once.
Work has been super busy. I’m taking the initiative to learn more in depth procedures with foreign government paperwork. It is quickly becoming a huge part of our company, so I figured I better work now to get better at it. I got lots of compliments today on how well I did and thanks for the great work. I must say that I am the type of person who strives for praise. I’ve been given permission to wear maternity clothes- yes already. I’m 3 months and already showing. It’s so true that you show sooner. I don’t mind, but just think I’ll be as big as a house soon.
Adam now says Night Night. He says No No No to everything and I curse the day he learned it now. He even said it in Arkansas and turned to walk back to me and hit me. Yep, he got a spanking for that which I’m sure he didn’t feel, but it hurt his feelings.
As for the title of this blog….well, I’m blue because I am feeling like I am a lousy mother. Another comment has been made and posted to many people I don’t know, that implies that someone never sees their grandchild. I know this because it was also sent to our email. I’m really hurt and sad again over this. I don’t know how to handle this anymore. I’ve asked for help but it’s not happening. But, it’s made me feel awful to know that these strangers will see this and give this person pity. It’s affecting me more and more lately and I don’t quite know what to do about it.
