26 Weeks in a Nutshell.

I have been beyond aggravated with my MacBook. Safari will not allow me to upload photos online soooo hence this post and not so great iPhone pics.

I almost gave up on blogging because I've been so frustrated, but decided that I would regret not documenting Kennedy's and Wyatt's lives. Please excuse bad spelling, punctuation & grammar. This is my attempt to blog from my phone.

Gosh, where to start?

Well, here's a pic of me...26 weeks.




Wyatt is actually measuring 1 week ahead. After the shower mishap, I had another brain toot and forgot to take a meal to a family who just had a baby in our Sunday school class. It has been my week of epic fails. Seriously! If I listed all the unfortunate and inconvenient things that happened to me due to my own stupidity...well...there's just not enough room.

On top of that I had a slight scare, but without going into too much detail about my medical history...let's just say some meds, water and staying off my feet as much as possible has helped. I will say...for the first time...I'm not as freaked about pelvic exams...in fact...I'm a lot more laid back overall this go around. :) I am at that point where things could continue to be really great OR I could end up in that high risk category (this was around the time when everything hit with Kennedy). I'm more aware though and feel much more educated and prepared this time around. I'm just trying to be cautious and aware of what my body is telling me. I would love a full term baby this time around and no mag!

Anyways, despite back pain, I'm actually feeling very well! The vomiting has ceased! Swelling has been on and off...mostly off! I am gaining soooo much weight because I want to eat EVERYTHING! Momma can take down the house. It's kind of ridiculous. I'm embracing my food baby. :)

Besides all that....we have been working on our kiddos rooms. We had Wyatt's nursery painted. Here's a sneak peak pic.


We are still waiting on furniture, but the bedding has arrived and I LOVE it! I will be doing a detailed post on both rooms later.

Here is Kennedy's new big girl bed!



Once it's all completely finished I'll be sure to share. Kennedy has been sleeping in it for naps and at night since Sunday. (She normally sleeps with us). She has done well. I have been exhausted from many trips back and forth but we are making it and powering through. Hopefully in three months my baby will be adjusted more before Wyatt shakes her little world.

Speaking of adjustments...Kennedy will be starting a school soon. Really? (I will be doing a post just on her soon because she is growing and changing so much! I don't want to forget her the way she is now due to this busy transitioning period.) These are kind of blurry but heres a few pictures from her visit to school with her friend Ava.












She fell asleep that day with a French fry in her mouth! Ha! She loved the visit, but I'm stressed about the separation anxiety she is having lately. Must come with the 2's territory? We are focusing on making this new step fun and exciting, and we are reading lots of books about missing mommy. I know this step (in my heart) is the right thing for both of us. Change is never easy.

And I'll end this post on some changes with friends. I have an unspoken prayer request for a friend going through a miscarriage. Pray for God to give her peace and comfort.

Another friend, Ava's mom, Whitney, found out she is having a BOY! Kennedy is 1 month younger than Ava and Wyatt will be 1 month older than Ava's baby brother. How fun our play dates are about to become!

Another friend.....Ginny....I've talked about her so many times on here...just got engaged! Here's a photo of me eyeing her bling for the first time!




It's a slightly awkward looking photo of us all BUT I'm glad the moment was captured by her new fiance's sweet mom. Ginny is the sweetest and her fiancé is just as wonderful! I'm so excited for the wedding planning to begin!!!!

I'll end this with some therapeutic venting. :)

I had a hormonal preggo breakdown yesterday. My life feels like an unorganized mess and I'm starting to have anxiety and feel like I'm letting things spiral out of control (in all aspects). My quiet time has been so hit and miss lately. Isn't it funny how you get off track in your spiritual life and all aspects are a reflection of what's lacking at the center? I am having trouble focusing lately. I am trying hard to be better. My God deserves that of me and so does my husband, child, family and friends! The weight of Wyatt seems to be sucking my brain cells. ;) He's not here to defend himself yet...so...can I blame it on him?

Anyways...I keep coming back to this scripture this week.

Matthew 6:21
New International Version (NIV)

21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

I pray that God will purify my heart and I will be reminded that it's not about the need to make my life perfect before Wyatt arrives! Sometimes I feel like my due date is this train coming at me faster than I am able to move!!!! I can't wait to meet my son, but I am in ultra nesting mode. I want my house perfect and I want Kennedy adjusted to school and sleeping arrangements, etc. etc. I'm so focused on all that lately!!

It's not about pretty rooms and a perfect sleep routine. Sleep? Psssh...what's that? Ha! It's about Jesus and the gift He has given me in this life and my children. I read a blog about a little boy suffering a horrific skin disease and the pain and agony he is going through. I cried for him and for his parents. I showed Dave, and then I cried some more. Children are such a blessing! I pray I can quit trying to do life perfectly like a good housewife, mom and Christian and instead, just BE who God has created me to be. I'm tired of the teeter totter routine. If I get nothing in my home accomplished before Wyatt arrives, I think I'll be okay if I can get my relationship with my Savior back on track. I pray that He is the center of my heart and i recognize that my blessings are because of the treasures I have in Him.

And that's been our lives in a nutshell lately.

Whoever you are that has read all of this....well...be blessed today. :)


One Love,
Brit

When Stupid Brains Happen to Pregnant People

This is one of the most stupid.... embarrassing.... tacky and inconsiderate things that I have ever been guilty of in my ENTIRE life.  Read the whole story.  It's that good/bad....whichever way you choose to look at it!


Let me preface this story with some background info.  


One of my best friends since childhood, Ginny, can be a rat.  She is a master at pranks and lies and jokes.  In the years I have known her... the two of us have engaged in several mean practical jokes.  We also tend to get together and have a case of the dummy brain.  My mom and Ginny's mom always used to say that we shared a brain cell.  The things we would laugh at.... would only be funny to us, and most of the time we are so slap happy that you would probably think we are the most stupid girls on the face of the planet.


That said.  


I have another friend, Stephanie, you may know her from here.


Stephanie is having a sweet baby boy, and Ginny offered to throw her a shower.  I told Ginny I would help out!  I love planning and throwing parties.  Ginny threw me a baby shower when I was pregnant with Kennedy, and Stephanie and I threw Ginny a surprise birthday party last year. Ginny and I have been brainstorming for weeks, despite our busy schedules.  About two weeks ago Ginny came over and we talked about Stephanie's shower.... I was doing a banner and helping with food and I was also planning on helping her put together decor/favors and help set up.  I knew Ginny was busy with work and I was going to my parents for a week, so somehow... someway... I thought I was supposed to be waiting on Ginny for a green light on what to do, when to be there, etc.


Keep in mind I had received an invite when I got back from our vacation SEVERAL weeks ago with the correct date and time and which my name is boldly listed as a hostess.  {cringe}.


So while at my parents last week, my mom and I talked about Stephanie's shower several times.  I hadn't heard anything from Ginny, so I wasn't sweating it.  I got it in my brain that the shower must be the next weekend since I hadn't heard.  Without the SLIGHTEST worry/thought/ or desire to look at the invite info.... I thought, "Gosh, Ginny is soooo busy.  I wish she would go ahead and let me know when I need to get with her to do that stuff.  I can't wait."  That was my thought process.


Meanwhile, Ginny tried calling me on Thursday of last week.  She didn't leave a voicemail, and I get HORRIBLE service where my parents live..... sooooooo.... I had no indication of a missed call.  


She worried a little if I remembered the shower.


On Saturday, {the day before the shower}, I decided to text Ginny and let her know how cute the banner was and that I had received it from etsy.  She gets the text and is RELIEVED because she assumes I am on top of my game and know that the shower is the next day, however, I don't know this.  She doesn't mention anything about me coming to help her do anything or anything about food because she is assuming that I must be busy with Kennedy....otherwise I would have offered myself.  I am still clueless and she is still too nice to boss me around.


Sunday---day of the shower.
I spend my day at church and relaxing... all the while... the banner for the shower is laying on my kitchen table in the open.


The shower starts at 6:30 p.m.  I'm oblivious....despite the invitation I've had FOR WEEKS.


This is where the story gets hilarious.


I get a text from Ginny... 20 minutes AFTER the shower has started that says, "Are you coming?"


I see it and laugh.  I say out loud.... "She thinks she is sooooo funny.  Ginny just sent me a text and is trying to start a prank making me think I'm missing Stephanie's shower.  She is so mean."


I wait a while.... thinking I'm not even going to reply.  Then I decided to respond and this is our text convo.


Ginny:  "Hey girl u coming?"
Me:  "What?"
Ginny:  "Stephs shower Tonight at 630"
Me:  "What are you talking about?  You are a devil."
Ginny:  "It's tonight.  For real"
Me:  "Rat.  I don't believe you.  Give it up."




Then I get the bright idea..... I'm going to make her feel really bad for trying to prank me.  I say, "I'm sorry I'm in the middle of an emergency".  


Okay... so you may be appalled that I lied about having an emergency.  If you knew our relationship... you would know this was okay.  I was waiting for her to call feeling guilty she was messing with me so I could tell her something stupid like my emergency was a case of some nasty diarrhea.... and then I would send her a nasty internet picture from google search to confirm.  Again.... you are probably confused at this point.  Please know that this is the stupid humor that is and has and always will be acceptable for me and my friend.


So I wait.... still... she never calls.  I figure something came up, and she will call me when she can.  Dave suggests checking the invite just to make sure Ginny is not telling the truth.  I shut him down quickly saying, "TRUST ME YOU DON'T KNOW MY FRIEND LIKE I DO.  You wouldn't understand.  I'm not giving her the satisfaction of walking upstairs to dig out the invite and confirm what I already know....the shower is next weekend.  PLUS... she never even told me what to bring or what time to come set up.... soooooo I KNOW I'm right."


An hour passed.  I started getting nervous and summon Dave to check the invite.  He tells me that Ginny is right.  I tell him that he is just as dirty as she is and that I don't believe him.  I tell him to quit lying to me now.  Enough is enough.  I'm pretty sure when I FINALLY looked at the invite and accepted that the SHOWER was truly happening at that very moment... the shower was almost over. 


I wish you could know the horror that ran through my veins and the sickness that took over in my stomach.  NOT only had I missed my friends shower... I had volunteered to HELP host.... then not only did I NOT show... I didn't send a gift.... I called my other friend a devil and a rat and accused her of pranking me and THEN I lied and said I had an emergency.


I panicked.  I dialed Ginny's number off the hook.  No answer.


I began texting her my explanation and apologies.


I texted Stephanie.


I freaked a little.  I got sick to my stomach.  I freaked some more.


FINALLY... about a grueling 30 minutes later... Ginny calls me laughing and is not mad at me at all... which proves I have the best friend in the world.  Dave told me I needed to tell her our relationship and practical jokes have turned into "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" and I should be excused for my brain fart.  I told him that that joke was probably a little too soon.


I call Stephanie dreading the wrath of my pregnant friend and she is laughing too as I'm desperately trying to explain and apologize.  She actually thought it was hilarious and is the one who told me I HAD to blog about this.


Talk about being frustrated with yourself.  I don't know if I have ever been that angry with myself.  I know I probably DROVE THEM NUTS apologizing over a million times.  


I HATE that I didn't pay attention to the date and I really didn't  forgot...in all actuality.... I don't even know if I EVER even knew the date of the shower OR the current date of the day.  I tell you the truth... I am losing my marbles this pregnancy.  I can't REMEMBER ANYTHING and am a ditz.  WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?


Anyways, I'm already planning on making it up to my friends in a big way.  I owe them.   I just knew that Ginny was trying to pull a big one over on me... turns out that the joke was on me afterall!  UGH!  


Gin and Steph.... I truly am soooooooooooo sorry!!!!!  I love you both, and can't believe I have turned into this fat, stupid woman with raging hormones and no brain.  


Mark my words.... unless I hear the voice of God ordain it Himself.... this is the LAST time I will ever be pregnant.  I'd like to keep what little brain matter functioning that I have left.

Sorry! We've been busy...

Doing this.....



























































Be back soon. Until then...hope you are enjoying your summer as much as us!

One Love,
Brit

Beach Vacation 2011

I've been keeping a lil' secret.  We went to the beach last week!  We were gone for 10 days, stopping first in Charleston to see my dear friend, Hannah, then we headed on to North Myrtle Beach to meet my family for a full week.  I couldn't wait to get the pictures uploaded to share.  

Kennedy loved the ocean even more than EVER!  My sweet girl is a beach bum for sure!

We probably picked up at least 20 new stuffed animals to junk our house up!  HA! Everywhere she went... she got something thanks to Grammy and Pop Pop.

K got to ride rides with daddy.

We stayed at North Beach Plantation.  We've been traveling to this area for years, and this resort is BEAUTIFUL!  The best!

Me and my girl heading to dinner.  

More rides with daddy.

Looking for sea shells with "Bama".

Showing them off to Aunt Madison.

Group Shot!

Sisters. 

Beach diva.

The "four" of us on the beach!

LOVE!!

The four girls!

Love this picture.  Happiness!

3 generations.

My parents.

The whole fam!

Last day at the beach.

ONE.....

TWO.... THREE....

JUMP!

Can't believe this will be our LAST vacation as a family of three.  This time next year, I will have an 8 month old baby BOY!

I am savoring every moment with my sweet girl for now!

We have the sweetest baby girl that brings the whole family so much joy.  Sometimes I have to pinch myself.  Wyatt already has the BEST big sissy.

Last group shot in my dad's business {Greg's Custom AVC} tees.  =)

We had a great trip and feel so blessed to have been able to go.  Kennedy LOVED the beach and being with my family.  I just can't wait until next year when my little family will be complete!  Eeek.  Back to reality for now... 24 weeks and counting!  Gotta get ready for Wyatt in these final months.