january so far

Has anyone seen Bruce Wayne?

"People are gonna die, starting tonight..."

{shudder}

I don't know about you but I could only watch that movie once. 

Then I had nightmares for a week that when I turned to Richard in bed,

it was really the Joker. 

I can't believe I just made a joke about my daughter looking like him. 

haha. anyway.

She got into my make-up 

and then thoroughly enjoyed her dinner.

And then enjoyed her bath!

All better. 

And just for good measure, Parker was there too. 

Parker is now a Sunbeam!

A very blog-worthy event overlooked.

The Primary leaders tell me he is really good. 

So who knows if he really is.

He tries to follow along with sign language songs.

One Sunday a little girl in his class was crying, 

so he put his arm around her the whole time.

Then, last week he was holding another girl's hand.

Adult supervision may be in order.

He also has hit that age of cleverness at bedtime,

where you think of any and every possible question that must be asked

in order for you to have a sound night's sleep.

It started with the normal:

"Can I have a drink of water?"

"Can you sing me another song?"

"I have to go potty."

"Can we read scriptures again?"

{that last one is especially tricky}

But now he has even graduated to:

"There's a plate stuck in my drawer and I need a spoon to get it out."

what?

"I need to change my pajamas, these are too hot."

and even, 

"Mom, Colette is sleeping in my bed."

But the funny thing is, that I went into his room,

and Colette really had climbed into his bed with him and fallen asleep.

A little taste of his own medicine.

Too bad I was too tired/pregnant/cranky to take a picture

because it was pretty cute the two of them in a tiny toddler bed.

As for the other little boy,

I went to my THIRTY-SEVEN week appointment today.

I am 0% dilated

0% effaced.

haha.

A girl can hope. 

I really want to do the VBAC.

Apparently you HAVE to have an epidural.

So much for my bravery medal.

I'm very much relieved.

Today at the OBGYN, I actually saw a different doctor than usual.

A woman.

She immediately looked at me with scorn and said,

"So you think you're going to do a VBAC?

You better hope I'm not the doctor working when you come in,

because it will be in immediate C-section!"

"Even if I'm in labor? Isn't that sort of my decision?" 

I asked.

"Do you have any idea what could happen to you?!" 

She scolded me.
"If your baby is falling out when you come in, then I'd catch it.
Otherwise, it's a C-section."

I laughed at her and said,
"Well, I sincerely hope you aren't my doctor then."

Could you be more vulgar please?

So let's all pray that she is NOT working when/if I go into labor.

I didn't like her at all.

I'm not opposed to C-sections.

They actually are very nice.

Planned.

Quick.

No alien baby heads.

But, come on, can you blame a girl for wanting to try labor just once?

I guess little man will have to decide how he wants to enter the world.

The rest of us will have to wait and see.