Here we are one week into August. July went by in a blink. I’ve had a hard time wrapping my mind around August. It’s here. It’s happening. It’s a 1/4 of the way done. What? How did that happen? Seems to be the theme of my life. Time is flying by. In a good way. We started off the month with family visits. We got to hang out with our Ellensburg family on Saturday and then we got the whole crew together on Sunday. We haven’t had Jeremy’s immediate family all together since Christmas and this was the first time for Bennett to be apart of the cousin crowd. It was fun to see all the kids together. I love watching cousins play. It makes my heart happy in a special way.
On Sunday, I officially entered the third trimester. I’m now up to doctor’s appointments every two weeks. It doesn’t feel like I should be at this point but I am. I remarked earlier this week that my appointments have been dull because I’ve had no issues and for that I am grateful. The thought of doubling my visits sounded doubly dull. Then on Wednesday, I had my blood pressure drop considerably low for me (I usually run high), so I had a bad dizzy spell on Wednesday night and a whopper of a headache on Thursday. At Jeremy’s request, I called my doctor’s office and talked to the nurse. While, she wasn’t too concerned, it will probably be a topic of conversation at our next appointment on Monday. Oh goody. So much for no issues. It’s strange to me that with my last pregnancy I developed gestational hypertension and now for this pregnancy, I seem to be doing the opposite. The human body is a strange and unpredictable thing. I’m hoping this is a minor hiccup and nothing major.
Owen will be 22 months as of tomorrow. That means in just two months, I will have a two year old! The terrible twos seem to be upon us already in some ways. In the last month or so, we’ve started doing time outs. It’s quite the ordeal and deeply upsets Owen, but he seems to get the concept. Owen is obsessed with trucks and trains. Every day he pulls out the same bin of trucks and trains. They seem to endless entertain him. Owen loves to tell you what animals say. Many animals have a deep, scary sounding roar. Also, his barking sound for a dog is intense. In contrast, if you ask Owen what a train says, he’ll say “choo-choo” in the sweetest little boy voice ever. I’m tempted to ask him what a train says over and over again just to hear that cute little voice.
Jeremy survived his busy July like champ. My man is a hard worker and I am so proud of him. We’ve loved having him home more now and we are looking forward to lots of family time in the coming weeks. We have a trip to the beach planned. I am excited to see what Owen thinks of the beach since this is his first year to run and play on it. Jeremy is looking forward to letting him explore and see what he fancies. Is he a water kid or a sand kid? We’ll find out! We have a trip to the aquarium planned as well. I hope to do some fall shopping for Owen and start purchasing his 2T wardrobe. His size 18 month clothes are starting to get a bit short on him. Owen is taller than he is wider, so I have a feeling his pants will forever be falling off of him. The struggles of no waist! I’m excited to move him up to the next size and start dreaming of dressing for fall.
That’s the beginning of August thus far! Can’t wait to share the rest of the month’s adventures with you soon.
Everyone wants to be king/queen of the castle!
All the cousins together!
Owen requested that I stop cleaning up from breakfast and snuggle with him and his stuffed animals. I didn’t mind pausing for moments like this. Excuse my bed head!
Enjoying lunch with my forever friend, Maggie, and pregnancy buddy!
Eating an apple from Daddy’s garden
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