Another boring post.

We're still trudging along.  The good news is my nausea is getting much better all of a sudden.  I'm very grateful for this but I'm still not able to eat much at a time.  I've lost about 4 pounds but in the last week or so, I've stopped losing and started maintaining.  That's a good thing.  With Punky, I only gained a grand total of 3 pounds.  I lost 7 in the beginning and gained 10 back.  When all was said and done I was 20 pounds lighter than I had been in years after I delivered her.  With Chicken, I gained the traditional 25 and after I delivered him I had only gained a total of 1 pound that I couldn't get off.  Hopefully with this one, my goal is just stay the same after delivery so I can resume my weight loss goals and not have to back track any because my butt got bigger.  I'm eating what I want, but I still feel like I'm eating for a bird, not two humans.

I went to the OB today.  Baby #3's heart rate was 160.  That's on the low side if the slow for boy/fast for girl is true, and so far it has been with my pregnancies.  Punky's was always in the high 160's and low 170's and Chicken's was always in the high 150's to mid 160's.  That heart rate better get faster soon!  No more boys!

Chicken has been trying us a lot lately, as has Punky.  They've both discovered their will's and I think they're in cahoots sometimes on how they're going to drive me crazy each day.  Just the other day, I found them in the bathroom, door closed, light off and when I opened the door they both started giggling.  A little disconcerting considering I'm about to be even more outnumbered.  It's also sweet in a shoot-myself-in-the-foot kind of way because I love to see them being friends already.

Punky is going to be two in only a matter of weeks.  My little baby has turned into a toddler who walks, talks, refuses to poop in the potty, and feeds herself.  I honestly don't know what I'm going to do with #3 is this old and i'm not needed as much.  My life has been so involved with infants for 2 years now I just can't imagine how it's going to feel to tell them to go play in their rooms and not have to worry about them as much.

Chicken will be one next month, too.  I can't believe he's going to be so big!  His stubborn streak is on its way out...one way or another I will win.  He loves our DVD cabinet but he simply doesn't understand (or care, rather) that there is punishment for his disobedience.  I actually have decided that he's made up his mind that the punishment is well worth it just to have a few seconds of winning glory with the DVD of the day.  The turkey.  I will win.  I will win.  I will win.  This is my mantra lately.

Nothing else really to update.  I guess I'll write again when there is more to say!  Hope everyone is well!