High Hopes 9-06

High Hopes...

Landon is quite excited about his impending new baby sister...as he is adamant it is a sister, and not a brother. I keep telling him we don't know (and no, I don't have ANY ideas at this point). Everytime he talks about "Baby Sister" I say, "Or baby brother...we don't know which one it is yet. " He just looks at me blankly. Oh well.

He also is convinced that the baby is coming out at Christmas time. I have NO idea where in the world he would have gotten this idea, but I feel badly for him that he wont have a new baby on Christmas morning. Maybe we should buy him a doll or something  He also is convinced that there is a baby in HIS belly too. He keeps talking about it and lifting his shirt to show me his belly. He has been pretty good about being careful of MY belly. Everytime I tell him that he can't jump on my back or stomach (something we used to do...I lay on the floor, he walks and jumps/climbs, etc...all over our bodies), he accepts it without too much whining. I appreciate that.

However, he is not on my good list. He has become SO argumentative and such a bad back-talker. We have been consistent with discipline and talking to him about his words and actions, but all to no avail. My patience are thin, I am finding myself way too frustrated, and way too tired. Last night we overheard him talking to himself saying everything we had said at dinner when he was being especially sassy, "You may not talk like that, that is not acceptable, you need to be a good boy and talk nice...your behavior is disappointing me." Obviously he is hearing us, but not understanding. Hearing him say all of those things to himself last night made me second-guess everything. This is one area of parenting I officially do not like.

High hopes...well, my hopes are high that I will not be sick with this baby like I was with Landon. In my first pregnancy, by the time I reached 20 weeks, I was down 20 pounds. At that point they finally let me take something and I was able to stop throwing up, but still felt yucky most of the pregnancy. I really don't know how I will function if it is as bad this time. Praying, praying, praying. It started at 6 weeks with Landon...so I am still in the clear as of now 

I got my fall decorations out today and my house now smells and looks "Fallish." I love fall...I just wish it were longer and winter shorter. I still don't know where in the world the summer went...

I am in search of a good journal so that I can start writing to this new baby. I looked last night and found a possibility at Barnes and Noble, but nothing anywhere else. Anyone have any good suggestions for stores that sell cool, somewhat unique looking journals?

Off for my first nap of the week...and man am I tired