Airplane!

This picture has nothing to do with anything I'm posting, I just love it. He's looking at an airplane and now that he'll say, "Airplane," it's so fun to imagine telling him about what Daddy does at work. 

Today has felt like labor day. Not as in the holiday but like I'm in labor. Don't worry--I'm sure I'm not. I was in labor once for about an hour before my epidural and LORD I know this isn't it. That was the longest hour of my life. I'm such a tough girl, huh?

I've had contractions all day, (Braxton Hicks, I am positive.) My mom is calling me an ambulance right now reading this--Mom, I'm fine. I'm starting to factor in how much my kids weigh and that maybe, just maybe, that has something to do with the contractions. When one or both of them has a bad day---more needy than usual--I hold them a lot. They weigh 70 lbs. combined and while I don't always hold them both at once I lift them at least 30 times a day. The last few days Charlie has been a peach. She's cruising everywhere so she only wants to be held when she's hungry or needs to be changed. Ty, on the other hand, has been whatever the opposite of a peach is. Lifting him a lot. Sean is home so he's lifting him a lot too. Thankfully he is not pregnant or we'd be in bad shape.

I'll post an update tomorrow afternoon. We have an appt. at 1:00 for the first time in two weeks. We're not feeling as anxious as past appointments because we got to skip a whole week. Hoping we find out the tumor is shrinking or at least stable. What a way for God to show off!