I feel like things are going 100 miles per hour lately. Really, they aren't. But it feels that way to this slow moving, queasy, sleepy mama. This is what the voices in my head have been saying recently...
Voice 1: Ah! Kids are in bed. How 'bout that shower?
Voice 2 (winner): Nah. It's 7:30. Time for bed.
Voice 1: Stomach meter looks a little empty. Chocolate cake, anyone?
Voice 2: No way. Don't want to get sick.
Voice 1: Cereal then.
Voice 2: Ewwww.
Voice 1: Ummm....crackers?
Voice 2: Running to the bathroom now!
And so on. You get the picture. Lots of fun.
On another note, my guys are home from camping and had a wonderful time. Of course there were no pictures, because we are just not that good. Unfortunately. But Fritter came home with his share of cuts, bruises, and stories to tell, so all in all I'd say it was a success.
Today we had our first ultrasound for Little Cub. I am always amazed at life. Really! Little Cub is chugging along at only 10 weeks right now and I was able to watch him (or her) on the screen dancing around already. It's amazing! And so beautiful. Fritter and Ladybug were on their very best behaviour during the ultrasound, and Fritter told his dad over and over about the heartbeat he heard.
So really, that's about all I have for now. Not much else has been happening. Until next time...same bat time, same bat channel.