Every 2 weeks

I had my 30 week appointment today. I scheduled it for as early as I could, and when I got there I was actually the only person there! So I only had to wait for about 15 minutes, and the whole visit took about a 1/2 hour. When I came out, the waiting room was completely packed, so I just missed the herd.
I gained 3 lbs since last time, so I am up 13 lbs altogether. The diabetes test was negative, and they were supposed to test for anemia last time too, but didn't. This is the second time that they forgot a blood test. So I had to have my blood taken again today. I swear, every single time I have gone, they have taken blood for something. I am pretty sure that I am anemic, since I have been extremely tired, like to the point that I feel like I am dreaming, and also because I was anemic both times before.
Norah came with me this time, and she was all excited to hear the heartbeat. She had a huge smile on her face when we heard it. She is excited to have a baby brother. She talks to him all the time, and hugs and kisses my tummy. She hugs my stomach every morning, and says, "good morning Nolan" It's so cute. I hope she is still this loving towards him once he's here, and crying all the time.

Anyway, now I go every 2 weeks. That should make these last 2 months go by faster.

This is from today. After taking this picture, I can really see how unflattering this shirt is...

Uncomfortable

Nolan has found a comfortable (for him) position in my uterus, and has not budged for about 2 weeks now. I think he is head down, but kind of diagonal, so his head is in the lower left part, and his feet are up under my ribs on the right side. I have tried to move him, but he just kicks harder. My ribs hurt!!!! Kick somewhere else dammit!! And it doesn't help that he is almost constantly moving, I just feel it all in the exact same spot. It is nice to know that I could have him in 9 weeks. My fingers are definitely crossed. I am trying to enjoy being pregnant, since this is definitely our last, but it's hard when I am already so uncomfortable.

And I need a margarita!! haha

Swimming

Both of the kids can swim! On the exact same day, it just clicked with them, and they can both swim by themselves. Devin has been trying to teach them for about 6 months now, and I am still nervous, but they really can do it no problem. I need to charge the camera and take a video of them. Norah can already dive (Nic has inherited my fear of being upside down in the water, so he just jumps) and it's so cute. She'll say "this is called the Norah" and then do like a somersault into the water.

I can't believe how big they are. It seems like just yesterday they were tiny babies.

Norah's first skateboarding injury

She learned the hard way that slides and skateboards don't mix.


And here is Nolan, 26 weeks. I can't believe I still have 3 months to get even bigger.

I can't do this.

I have given up on the homeschool thing. There is just no way possible for me to sit somewhere quiet in this house, uninterrupted long enough to get Nic to focus on anything other than trains. And because I am trying to play the teacher roll, Nic hates me. He doesn't want anything to do with me. Everyone else is nothing but fun, and I suck. This is not the relationship I envisioned having with my kids. So I found a plain old elementary school in a nice area that I am trying to enroll him in, but of course no one is there because of summer break. I think in time, I will get over this feeling of failure, and hopefully it will be replaced with happiness.
One good thing about this school is they have a speech therapist on site, which I have no other way of providing for him, since insurance won't cover it. He will definitely benefit from that. *fingers are crossed that he won't just pace in the back of the class all day*

And I will get a much needed break from him during the day. ha

In other news, Devin will be back in 4 days. I have been borderline losing my mind for the past few weeks, so he is coming home so I don't kill myself. :D

25 week appointment

My appointment was at 10 this morning, and being punctual as I am, I got there 10 till. I didn't actually see the doctor until 1, and when she came in the room she said "Sorry, there are so many people here today! I'm going as quick as I can." Which translates to, "Stand in the hallway outside of our office for 3 hours, because there is no where to even sit, as we booked at least twice as many people than we should have. Then we'll call you back and I won't even pretend to know who you are while I actually focus on your pregnancy for less than 3 minutes."

I hate my doctor. She introduced herself to me again today.