Single Digits

So I have passed the 30 week mark...in fact I've passed the 31 week mark, which puts me in the single digits for how many weeks I have left!  Yay!  Even though it was only yesterday that I turned 31 weeks pregnant (9 weeks left) I still tend to jump ahead and say 8 1/2 weeks left.  It doesn't make any sense but it makes me feel better.  I've posted a picture of the belly below, which is growing everyday.  The baby is moving a ton, and I'm convinced that it is sideways in there.  I can't believe that in about two months the baby will be here...or wait yes I can believe it...because I feel like I've been pregnant FOREVER!  I still have tons to do, so I'm sure its a good thing that we're not quite there just yet, but I will say that I'm getting so curious to see what this little girl looks like (if it is in fact a girl...not buying it just yet).  Three kids?!  Whew.  I'm already tired.  My weekly baby center updates tell me that the baby measures over 16 inches long and weighs about 3.3 pounds and is about to head into a growth spurt.  Goody!  Grant was 7 pounds 12 ounces, Molly was 8 pounds 3 ounces, so I can only imagine this one will be even bigger.  Whatever the size, I'm praying for a healthy baby and a smooth delivery.  God is good!

A Day at the Beach...

This past Friday, my mom, sister and I headed up to the lake house for some quality girl time.  During these winter months, I need to get out of the house for a little break.  It was a beautiful day up in Muskegon and the lake is just gorgeous in the winter with the ice mounds and awesome sky.  We had a nice little dinner and movie night.  We had a relaxing time just hanging out and talking.  I had to head home a little earlier than expected the next day though, because our beautiful day turned into a major winter storm warning with high winds and drifting snow.  I wasn't sure that I wanted to be snowed in for the rest of the weekend, so homeward we went.   

Sledding!

The other day, we decided to trek our way out to Cascade Township Park to do some sledding.  It wasn't too cold of a day so we thought we'd try it out.  Grant had a great time going down the hills all by himself and only got taken out once coming back up.  I suppose he'll learn eventually to walk up the side of the hill instead of the right up the middle.  Molly was not too sure about the whole thing though.  When Matt took her down the hill, she said "done, done" the whole way down, and wouldn't really get back in a sled after that.  So perhaps she's still a bit too young...maybe next year.

 

Glasses

Recently, at Grant's five year check-up, we learned that Grant had less than perfect eyesight.  Apparantly, he actually has somewhat of a lazy eye.  There is some big name for it that my dad can explain to you, but from my understanding, it pretty much means that the eyes are not focusing at the same rate or degree...or something.  So Grant was prescribed glasses.  Hopefully the glasses will help the eyes learn to focus the same and this will be a short term thing, perhaps just a couple of years.  I believe the glasses are to help the eye that is kind of a lazy bum to start working a little bit harder.  We've never noticed anything that would lead us to this conclusion, so hopefully we are not too late and this can be corrected.  I guess if you hit seven, its too late.  The only thing I ever saw was him crossing his eyes a lot as an infant, and I thought (or was told by his pediatrician) that that was normal.  Apparantly not.  So here he is, my little man with glasses.  Be sure to tell him how handsome he looks the next time you see him!

Christmas Eve and Morning

Just wanted to put up a few pictures from Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning.  I can't believe it's already January of 2009!  Crazy how fast December flew by (thank goodness with being pregnant and all)!

Christmas Eve at Church

Pretending to be asleep on Christmas Eve

Awww...aren't they sweet

Christmas Morning waiting on the steps

Spaghetti Time!

I just had to put some pics up of Molly eating...she is always eating.  She loves her food, especially anything that is messy.  I feel like I'm constantly telling her, no Molly we can't eat again.  She looks up at me and says "Sna", which means snack, about 20 times a day.  I think she would eat all day long if I let her.