Cruise has been doing really well in school lately and has been working really hard on his math and reading skills. He is a master at coloring in the lines and drawing. He LOVES to draw! It is one of his favorite things to do when he gets home from school. He also loves to ride his bike and watch Wreck It Ralph (now that we have finally purchased it). His best friends are his buddies from school named Tex and Logan. He tells me all about playing cops and robbers and Star Wars with them during recess.
Cruise has gotten increasingly snuggly lately, which is awesome. His endearing personality is always evident and I am so grateful for who he is. Last winter he qualified for the Medicaid Autism Waiver program, which is a poor attempt at helping autistic children in the state. Given, it's more that what Utah has ever done, but it is, in my opinion, the wrong way of going about it. But either way, he qualified and luckily Kids On the Move is a service provider with the program. So the famous Laurie Bowen came over to talk about goals and issues that need to be addressed. As we spoke, Cruise went into the kitchen, filled up 4 glasses of apple juice, placed them on a plate, and walked them into the living room where we were talking. He handed everyone a glass of juice. It was a adorable.
Cruise got to take swimming lessons at the Legacy Center last month and loved every minute of it! Despite the fact that he didn't pass off the level, all I really cared about is that he learn some new skills and have fun, which he definitely did. I was so proud of him and loved watching him have so much fun!
Cruise is still having attachment issues with his green striped shirt. It is now holey and too small. I don't know what I'm going to do! I can't find any shirt like it! Luckily, he will wear 3 other green shirts, but the striped is his favorite and refuses to let it go.
Lately church has once again become a big problem. Cruise just does not want to go. It amazes me that we can go EVERY. SINGLE. SUNDAY. and he still not realize that this is what we do every week. This past Sunday, after dressing him three times and finally getting him out the door, he continued to loudly proclaim that he didn't not want to go to church. When I went to pick him up from his class after the third hour, his dress shirt and tie were off and in his bag, he had a scowl on his face, and as we walked down the crowded hallway I asked him, "How was church?" With which he loudly yelled, "I hate church! It's all your fault!" Yep. That is Sunday.
Jett
Jett has the life of an unemployed, single 26 year old man who still lives with his parents. He sleeps in, watches his cartoons, plays games, finally gets ready and leaves to visit his girlfriend, Camry, across the street. He gets Mom and Dad's attention all morning and loves it. He still is our snuggly little guy who regularly says, "Mom, snuggle me!" He would be happy if you just laid down and snuggled him which watching a movie all day. He is talking really really well now and still has his adorable little lisp. He also still is a tender hearted kid. If I am not smiling, he will say, "Mommy, be happy!" or if I get upset with him he says through tears and a turned down lip, "Mommy, please don't be mad. I love you." Seriously? How can anyone stay mad at a kid like that.
Jett loves to play outside with his friends Dylan and Camry and drive him around in his Power Wheels. He also loves to play in the evenings with Cruise, who he refers to as his "best friend". This often leads to them stripping down to nothing and running around the house squealing. I really have no idea why, but I am always sure to lock all the doors and close all the blinds. They love to pretend together and can always be heard laughing and giggling together. I love that my boys are best friends.
Jett also got to take swimming lessons last month but got sick after the first week, so unfortunately he didn't get to finish his lessons. But he still enjoyed it and learned a few new things, particularly to not be so afraid of putting his head underwater.
Jett has finally reached that point where the Terrible Two's are a thing of the past. He finally has stopped walking behind me all day, crying like an emotional 16 year old girl. He still has his fits, but nothing compared to how he used to act. I am very very excited about this. He is all potty trained, expect bedtime still poses a problem. But he is slowly learning.
Jett constantly tells us that he loves us. Just out of the blue he will say, "I love you Mom," "I love you Dad." It's so sweet. A couple weeks ago, my sister Abby was watching him and she says to him, "Jett, I love you," with which he responds, "No, I love Mommy."
Baby
What?! What's that?! Yes! We are expecting!!! We found out in January and I'm not gonna lie, it kind of took us by surprise. But we are so excited for #3! Actually, Cruise has been talking about it before we even knew we were pregnant. He also says it's a girl, which I will be incredibly amazed if he is right. He is by far the most excited for this baby. I am currently 11 weeks and so far it's been the longest pregnancy of my life. This is mostly due to the fact that every day when Cruise gets off the bus, he asks me, "Is the baby ready yet?" Every. Day. So needless to say, it's gonna be a very, very long pregnancy.
As usual, I don't feel very well. Luckily this time, I have my handy dandy ZOFRAN to get me through (yes, the boys have been watching Blues Clues lately). The Zofran has prevented any puking and keeps me at least functional during the day. Some days are better than others, but so far, I feel better than I did with either of the boys.
Last week I had my first visit with my OB, Dr. Shelley Savage (same doctor I had with Jett). We got to hear the baby's heartbeat and I got poked and prodded.
My cravings have been rampant and Dave is quite a trooper. I mostly crave Zupas, soups, salads, Italian food, and, as usual, seafood. But then again, I crave seafood even when I'm not pregnant. I don't like sweets as much as I normally do and I hate juice. This is the first baby I've had heartburn with, which is not awesome. But luckily I have a nice big bottle of Tums to help. I am already huge and can't wear pretty much anything in my wardrobe. And as usual, I have gained a lot of weight. It pretty much doesn't matter what I eat, I still gain a ton of weight in pregnancy thanks to genetics.
I am hungry pretty much ALL THE TIME, but if I let myself get too hungry, then I get incredibly nauseated and nothing sounds good. I'm tired most the time and only have enough energy every day to complete one chore. Sadly for my family, I can't clean fast enough to keep up with the boys. So common sayings in the house lately are, "Where is my underwear?" "Where are my socks?" "We're all out of bread!" "We're all out of fruit snacks!" "The bathroom stinks!" "I can't find (insert specify toy)." etc. There is nothing like feeling like the world's worst mother and wife than being pregnant and completely incapable of being able to clean like you would like to. But I am so grateful to have such an awesome husband who has done all the dishes since I became nauseous, mops the kitchen floor, helps me with laundry, and *gasp* cleaned the boys bathroom! This last one is pretty shocking since he doesn't clean bathrooms. But I am so grateful for his willingness to help as much as possible. There is a special place in heaven for husbands who do everything to help their pregnant wives.
I always tell people that if you want a sunny, positive outlook on pregnancy, do not come to me. Put simply, pregnancy sucks. But the end result makes up for all of it.
Baby is due September 30th!
