A Sweet Birthday

Ok, so most of you know it's my birthday today. I LOVE my birthday, and birthdays in general. I got the sweetest birthday greeting this morning. Brett woke up, came into my bedroom and said "Happy Birthday Momma!". That was the sweetest thing ever. I was wondering if he would remember on his own (Lance had already left for work and had no opportunity to coach him). He then told me I got to open my card and that today was a special day. It is a special day.

Oh, and he did remember to wish Magnus a happy birthday too!

Just waiting to be induced

First, I have to add to my previous post. My mother was just as guilty in that purchase as my sister was. They were out shopping together and saw it and thought it was funny. So thanks Mom! But, at least if I do have an ugly child she gets some of the blame right? :)

Ok, now on to my induction! Hip hip hooray! I went to the doctor on Thursday and had a sonogram. The baby is measuring 6 pounds, 13 ounces (yes I know this is just an estimate but it FREAKS ME OUT!). So, because my labor with Brett was so difficult, my doctor is willing to induce me on the 29th. This is only 4 days before my due date so that's really not that bad. Brett was born 1 day before his due date. I'm happy about this. It'll be nice to share January with my little girl for our birthday month. I always shared it with my dad and loved that. I guess I'm just strange that way.

I've been having tons of Braxton-Hicks contractions and am feeling extremely uncomfortable. However, I'd be totally shocked if I actually went into labor rather than being induced. I just don't think it's going to happen. So, just expect this little one to come on the 29th. I'll be sending a photo to my friend Adrienne and then she is going to email everyone with the baby's info when she is born. As long as we're feeling good we're happy to have visitors. That will be in the email.

I'm just trying to get all my last minute work done before the baby comes. Maybe she's just waiting until all that is done before she comes! I'd better get it done then. Off to work now. Happy MLK Day! (We're excited because Lance gets the day off so it's a reason to celebrate - and he really was a good man with a good cause.)

Don't Have Ugly Children

I got this in the mail last week. Isn't it funny? It was in an envelope with no return address. I knew who it was from though - my sister Ann. Partly because she had asked me the day before if I'd gotten a package in the mail (duh Ann!) and partly because we have this running joke about the baby being ugly. Let me explain.

Ann keeps joking with me that she hopes the baby is not ugly. And, that if she is, she'll tell me she's cute anyway. I told her that I'll know if she thinks the baby is ugly or not because Ann (like me) does not have a very good poker face. So, we have this ongoing joke about the baby being ugly and Ann's reaction to it. It's quite funny (maybe it's sister humor - Lance doesn't really understand it all). So Ann found this gum when she and my mom were out one day and thought it would be funny to send it anonomously to me (yet another thing us Roth's are famous for - sending funny stuff anonomously through the mail to people). The first thing she asked when I called her, laughing, to tell her I got it was "You aren't upset by it are you?". She said she was worried with me being hormonal that I'd cry instead of laugh when I got it and that's one reason she "told" me she sent it. I assured her that I wasn't upset, especially since I know my little girl is going to be beautiful - look at Brett - Lance and I make pretty babies (cocky too aren't I?).

Anyway, I've been wanting to post it for a while, just haven't gotten around to scanning it. Just wondering if I should chew the gum just to be on the safe side?

This made me smile

I walked into our bedroom today and this is what brought a smile to my face. Lance had brought the cradle upstairs from the basement. I knew he had done it but forgot about it. So, when I walked in and saw it, it made me smile.

This is the cradle my dad made when my sister was born (38 years ago!). Lance repainted it when Brett was born and made a base for it to sit on. It's such a pretty piece of furniture and it fits perfectly in our room. Now we just need our little one to put in it!

3 weeks, 2 days . . .

Ok, so I had told myself at the beginning of this pregnancy that I would not be eagerly waiting in the last few weeks for the baby to come. Rather, I'd enjoy the time being pregnant and having only one child. Not happening. I can't focus on anything and just cannot wait to see what my little girl is going to look like! Is she going to look like me (I think so) or like her daddy and brother? Am I going to be induced or will I (hopefully) just go into labor and have to wake Lance up in the middle of the night and say "It's time!". I'm a complete freak right now and I guess I knew I would be.





I have a lot of work to do but it's the middle of the day and I have a three-year-old so I'm not working. I work better at night anyways. I am working on painting the baby's room. Check it out:

Didn't Lance do a good job with the pink, green and brown? Now I'm working on the flowers. I'm painting them all in white first then I'm going to go back and color them in. It's a lot of work, but I'm a dork that way. I get an idea in my head and there's really no way around it. I think Lance knew this when he saw my idea for the room and just sighed heavily. But, it's close to being done. Now I just have to figure out what I'm going to do for bedding, etc. If all else fails I can use Brett's yellow bedding. It won't look wonderful but it'll work. I'm going to use the rocker and drapes from his room which are orange so I'm making sure I put some orange flowers in the mix! I am having a lot of fun with all the pink!

Speaking of pink, one day I was washing some of the clothes I had bought for the baby at a consignment sale. Lance transferred them from the washer into the dryer for me. A few minutes later he said "I can't believe you'd wash something red with all those white things - everything is now pink." I frantically ran to the dryer to see and just started laughing. Everything was pink, but not because anything had been ruined by the laundry, but because it was all pink when I bought it. I guess he's just used to having a boy and there not being any pink around.

Another funny thing today. Brett was telling Lance all about what was going to happen when the baby comes. He then said that the baby is going to look like Grandpa (Lance's dad) because the baby is not going to have any hair and Grandpa doesn't have any hair. We got a good chuckle out of that one!

Ok, well Brett is still napping (hip hip hooray!) and I need to type up instructions for my friend to take care of Magnus while we have the baby (thanks Casey!).