Mental Pics and Laughter

A few of the remaining thoughts before we become a fam of 5 (ok 6 w Bryley).

For years now I have told Charito of my thoughts for an invention and still I think of it each time something like this happens.....
the moments in the morning when the boys climb into our bed and fight over who gets the comfy spot on my chest to cuddle on. Once all 3 of us are cozy I want my invention to pop up. That little invention that is a camera in every room that performs at every angle and all I have to do is push a lil button behind my ear and it takes the photo of whatever moment I want to embrace right then n there. So many adorable moments that are left to remain in my mental pictures library instead. But sure would be nice to have those pics for my mom or email to Charito during the day. Ahh one day Ill put Charito to work on it and we will be millionaires!

The laughter portion of this post...call it irony, silliness, dread, anxiety, whatever but I think its so odd that as anxious as I am to meet Caden and get this show on the road what I am really sitting around here waiting for is PAIN. Pain I remember quite clearly from Grayson. As grateful as I was to have the "textbook" labor n delivery of Grayson its kinda nervewracking knowing what I am in for. For the most part knowing what to expect. And boy is it dragging.......I have been have minor contractions off and on since last Thursday. Now they occur every 2-3 hours and last about 2 hours off and on since Monday nite. I am literally waiting for stronger contractions, contractions that peak, contractions that last for several minutes every 10 minutes or less and are difficult to talk through. Yeah, yeah Ms. Nurse that I just spoke to-I remember. Just making sure this waiting around for what seems like forever is okay for baby. And of course I hate the unknown-when and where this will happen and who will we be able to be with the boys at the time. Its actually Charito is more freaking out than I this morning. I know I gotta wait it out but I know (and a bit in back of my mind ) hes thinking of Caden's movements and whether he has consistent movements. We dont want to find ourselves with an all of a sudden no amniotic fluid situation like with Triston. I know chances are slim but your mind wanders when it comes to this tiny lil life of his.

So here I sit going through our daily routines WAITING. Essentially waiting for PAIN. Its all completely tolerable right now. Just feels like I am getting or have my period. Restless nites with the monitoring of it all and peeing so often. Feeling tired very quickly by mid-day. And just soaking up the moments with my two boys every chance I get (along with my guilty irritability). But it will all be worth it in the end and even Triston can get past the waiting game-as he continues to remind me, 'Mom, Caden sure is taking a long time!" Boy is he sure on that one. But oh boy, when I finally get to hold him in my arms and share with those around us....I love that overwhelming feeling and look forward to it sooooo much. Til then baby boy!

I LOVE...

• watching these two boys play. It bounces from the 2 of them playing together, G following T's every move TO Grayson just observing and then waiting for Triston's back to turn so he can try it out on his own TO them drifting off on their own to solitary play. The humor and planning and thought that goes into it is intriguing.





• how much Grayson loves avocados! he is my avocado buddy. i probably eat 4-5 a week. Caden is gonna come out looking like an avocado!





• as annoying as it is...how T asks (and wakes!) G every morning if he wants to see mommy! First I hear G say, "no no no no" then I hear T ask "are you sure?" then G says "morning, mommy" as they waddle out of their room together and run to my side of the bed. too cute!





• G's love of trains...thanks to his big bro. He also loves cars and trucks and airplanes, too. Typical boy. I love how he says it, too -"twaaaiiins!" And so far it is not a SOLE love of Thomas...thank goodness! It is any type of train. I hate Thomas.





• How intently G listens in on T's conversations w us and then near the end chimes in a word or two from the dissertation just to show hes in on it all. He tries so hard to be like us. He is NOT allowed to grow up that fast on me!





• How G asks for "baby" and pulls up my shirt to give Caden "hi pives" (hi fives).





• how tiny you both look in your big boy beds.




• watching the two of you eat. You each have your own way of tackling your meal all the while G peeking in on T's strategies n copying some of those goofy moves.




• how G raises his voice to a high pitch baby-ese tone when talking to Bryley. My boys adore their big sis. Do I dare get a puppy to add to the mix?




• How independent my kids are. I know this took alot on my part and even when I didnt think I was doing anything at all (thats when the organization freak took over my body in daily spurts and possessed my children). I just mention lets get dressed and wallah T is getting his clothes on followed by teeth brushing and whatever else leads to the next activity. G goes n gets a diaper and finds his pile of clothes and meets up in the bathroom to "wass" (wash) beside us at the sink. Then asks for his "soooos" (shoes). My mini robots working it out (most of the time!). We all have those days where we are yelling TO GET READY NOW, right? Right? Im not alone, right?




• G assumes that anytime we are in the living room the"TB" (tv) must be on. It is automatic for him. Just like T they both seem to need that background noise. I hate background noise!




• how someway the kids (when in good playing modes) have come with a trade system. Deviously began as Ts way to get something G took from him but it works. T knows to just find something similar to trade off and G usually is content with the choices. I hear T say, "wanna have a trade, Grayson?" G respectively says yes, even tho he may not even know what hes getting himself into at that exact second. Oh the conversations I hear!




• how G yells out random letters when he want to spell his name or Triston's name from your name boards on the bedroom door.



• when G sees letters or words of any kind he sings ABCs and when he sees numbers anywhere he rote counts.



• listening to T read books to G. G hangs onto all his words in a sweet way.


• their giggles, only T can make G bust out a belly gut laugh the way he does!