My little boys

My little boys

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Feeling old.

I feel old. I feel like I have so much worry and stress built up that I don't possibly know how much more I can cram in.  I have lost two very important people in my life in the last three years and I think in the back of my mind I feel like I have lost a sense of security I didn't really know I had when they were still here.  I know that this is a part of life and of course we have people come and go everyday, but those two people represented a huge chunk of who and why I am the way I am.

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Hey folks,
Long time no post.  A few things have changed since the last time I posted...and ironically some things are exactly the same.  Mostly sick kids.  I have come to accept this as a normal way of living here in S. California.  I swear the whole household is more sick than well most of the time.  I have turned toy bins into puke bins when needed, and I have tried most of the childrens cough medicine out there.  I recommend Zarbees all natural honey cough syrup if your wondering.  I know now that if a kid wakes up fairly early when I am still up watching TV or just relaxing and has something going on that once I get them back in bed to go to bed myself.  Inevitably, if I do not and stay up late they will be up all night, and me with them.  If I go to bed right away I usually get sleep most of the night.  Just the nature of things I suppose.  So on we battle, amidst colds and flu's and a kidney issue thrown in every once in a while to keep me on my toes. 

One major thing that has changed is me being pregnant...again.  This time we received a bit of a shock when we went in for my first ultrasound at 20 weeks only to discover there are two babies instead of one...pause for affect.  A boy and a girl.  I spent the remainder of my appointment in total silence and the walk back to the truck with only a mild panic attack, but I am since doing better and trying my best to prepare for what I can only assume is going to be total and utter chaos.  A five year old, a three year old and two newborns.  Hahahahahaha...that's nervous laughter btw.  The good news is that I just went in for my first twin specialist appointment and the babies look really good.  They are both a little over a pound each and everything else looks A-okay.  Fingers crossed it stays this way and they continue to gain weight like they should.  After extensive research about twins I now know they are often premature and delivered by c-section.  Being a mom of two 8lbs babies this totally has me freaked out.  Also after delivering both of them normally the thought of having someone hack into my lower regions like I am a Jack the Ripper victim makes me want to vom a little.  Yes I know I am being dramatic, but I seriously do not want to have a c-section.  I guess I will just have to take it one day at a time, and hope everything will work out the way it is supposed too.  Divine plan and all that.  My general nature however is to stress and worry something until I'm sick.  I can thank my Dad for that one as he was the same way.  We have decided on names for the babies.  Jovie Marie for our first girl and Jace Steven for the new baby boy. :-) I guess I will try to keep this thing updated for the rest of my pregnancy.  I am almost 23 weeks so we have a few months to go.

We have a very quick sprint trip to Nevada coming up next weekend for my little brothers graduation.  That makes me feel old.  I am very proud of him, he made it through four years at one of the top private schools in Nevada, a feat that I probably would not have been able to accomplish.  I love that kid to death and can't wait to cheer him on as he gets his diploma.  Lots of family and laughs to follow.  It will be Fri driving eight hours and then Sun driving home eight hours, yuck.  Wish we could stay longer for that reason.  I will take what family time I can get though.  I get to miss out on our annual Burney Falls camping trip again this year.  Boooo.  The best camping trip with friends and family.  We go up for a full week and play on the lake and enjoy good company.  The first year I went I was pregnant with Gavin but only about three or four months along.  The next year I had a two year old and an eight month old, but still had a blast.  Our third year the boys were a year and a half and three and a half.  I missed last year, could not afford it and it was Jeremy and I 5 year anniversary that same week.  This year I had every intention of going until I found out I have not one but two babies in the oven.  I am already uncomfortable, I can't imagine another month and a half what I will look and feel like but I can bet I wont want to sleep on a cot for a week.  Plus the whole driving eight plus hours by myself that Jeremy and my doctor kinda axed.  I will miss out on seeing our good friends and my bestie Mo since they moved to Seattle...sad face.  There is always next year though.  Nothing like attempting to camp with a six year old a four year old and two almost one year old's.  Hahahaha..haha..ha..ha....nervous laughter is back.  Good times ahead for the Harding clan, busy, chaotic, good times ahead. :-) 
Take care everyone