Random Ramblings

It has been a busy week. We started school this past week. Our first day (Monday) I also had an appointment with my midwife. I was busy from the time my feet hit the floor trying to get everything done before I had to leave. Malachi made the day anything but boring. I was schooling Mariah in my bedroom. We don't have a set "school room". I had one schooling at the dining room table, one in the office, one at her desk in her room, Mariah in my room and Malachi bouncing off the walls. He is very different than the others were during school. With the others I would get something special out like Legos or blocks and they would sit and play at least for a little while. Not Malachi! He thought throwing the blocks across the room was much more fun. During the middle of her lesson, Mariah looked at me and asked when she was going to get "summer break". I told her she wasn't having a summer break, that she would have "baby break" in September! Actually, she did have lots of days off this summer. We did school about three days a week just to get some days out of the way before the baby comes. But to her, she was jipped out of her summer break!

After I was finished schooling Mariah I put Malachi in the bathtub. I was busy in the kitchen when I heard Mariah say to Madeline, "Come look at Malachi, he is under water." I thought I was going to pass out before I could get to the bathroom. I never put more than a few inches of water in the tub with him and typically don't worry when they get older, but in that moment I envisioned him floating face down! Something about pregnancy makes me more anxious! When I got in there he was laying on his back with nothing but his little face sticking out, grinning from ear to ear. He had dumped shampoo in the water and had bubbles everywhere. I went to get his towel and clothes and by the time I got back in the bathroom he had climbed up and gotten my razor and sliced his thumb open. He was bleeding all over everywhere and had a melt down when I tried to put a band-aid on it. I tried to find a "picture" band-aid and could only find a princess one. He really cried then and Matthew came to his defense and said, "Come on mom, he isn't stupid. He knows that's a girl band-aid!" So, we finally convinced him that the plain one was a "baseball" band-aid and he let us put it on him! Another day this past week he ate hydrocortisone cream. After a panicky call to poison control I learned it isn't dangerous. And yet on another day he fell face down on the wood floor and busted his nose. It appeared to be broken. We went through that about 6 months ago (and it ended up not being broken) and I really didn't want to x-ray his head again! A friend of mine that is a nurse (not to mention the mother of four boys) said she wouldn't take him. She said, (knowing Malachi's personality) "If it isn't broken this time he probably will break it eventually!" The bruising and swelling are better now and his nose appears to be straight! Oh for just one day without a crisis! :>)

"And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not." Galatians 6:9
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My midwife appointment on Monday went well. I lost three pounds which was a nice surprise! She wasn't concerned because my belly has grown. The only change in my diet is that I am drinking nothing but water. I must have been consuming a ton of calories in lemonade and tea! I go back in another week for an ultrasound to check the size of the baby.

Speaking of the baby......................... we still don't have a name! We are keeping the sex a surprise, but if anyone has any name suggestions please share them. It has to be an "M" name.