Will We EVER Make It??? =(

I swear, it must not be in the cards for Jeremiah and I to make it to Disneyland and get a pass. This will be the third week in a row that I have planned on taking him and it most likely will not happen. Two weeks ago I was going to go with Michelle and Braden, but then Braden got sick and I found out I was pregnant. Last Friday.... well you know what happened. I was planning on taking Jeremiah tomorrow or Thursday until I saw the weather report for Wednesday -RAIN. For the rest of the week. When I saw the weather report on Monday I planned on taking him today, until my mom reminded me that I had my doctor's appointment today. I'm hoping the rain will let up by Friday... if it doesn't I'm going to go nuts! I need some sort of positive distraction right now. Marissa was going to meet up with us at Downtown Disney to have lunch when she got off of work on Thursday, but now we're going to have to move our lunch to somewhere else. Unless it's pouring, and I can't take Jeremiah out at all.

I've missed my son terribly lately. Between his weekend at my parent's house last weekend and various doctors appointments left and right, I feel like I've barely seen him. He learned how to say "grandma" (Amma!) and "grandpa" (Abba!) last weekend. Very loudly and very strongly, and directed at the right people. All we have to do is pull into their driveway now and he starts shouting those names from the rooftops. My lil guy is growing up. And just tonight he figured out how to fill his drippy cup with water in the bathtub and watch it drip out (although most of it tips out). Tomorrow I want to teach him how to color. He's at that wonderful age where he's like a sponge and I can't wait to put my teaching skills to good use on him. He absolutely adores it when I sing the ABC song, and this song where I count to 20 to the tune of "Brother John." They're tied with the Itsy Bitsy spider for his favorite. Now if only he would sit still for a story... at least he loves to go through big board books on his own.

As far as everything else... I can tell that this pain just isn't going to go away as quickly as I thought it would (or thought it did). I thought I was over it... until I got to the doctor's office today, and realized that the nurse I was on the phone with all day on Friday didn't put it in my charts what happened and I had to tell my OB why I was back after only a week, and stop the nurse that weighed me and took my vitals from double checking my due date. Between that and being locked up in a waiting room full of pregnant women (half of them being teenage girls confirming a pregnancy or receiving prenatal care), I almost started crying several times. However I was able to hold it in until I got home. I'm going to have to be careful to control my emotions and my temper. I can tell I'm getting rather snappy with Louis, going off for the smallest things. I let the person in the drive-through at McDonalds have it tonight (granted they were really rude to me first!) and I think they got a silent revenge on me by not putting the lid on my soda on properly, and half of my soda wound up in my lap on the drive home.

Anyway, Louis is on his way home. We're going to cuddle up and watch a movie. Anything to distract me right now is a blessing. By the way... even though I didn't cast a vote for Obama today, I felt really proud that he is our president when I was listening to/watching the coverage today. I can't wait to see those girls grow up the next few years and see what God has in store for this country. Goodnight!