Tidbits from T

I've been a terrible blogger. I know it. I'm sorry! Thanks for continuing to visit and read when I do blog, though!

I started a post early one morning last week of Emma Grace's birthday in pictures, but for some reason I started feeling really bad and had to go back to bed. I'm not sure what happened because I had already eaten, but I suddenly became very lightheaded and nauseaus and thought I was going to pass out. By the time I got up, the day demanded other things instead of blogging. I will get those pictures posted!

Today, it's just a hodge-podge of thoughts to share.

~~~It is miserably, humidly (is that a word?) hot here in GA already. What in the world is July going to be like? When we go to the pool, I stand under the mushroom to cool off or stand on the stairs and splash myself with water. I know people probably wonder why I don't just get in, but I don't necessarily share my high-risk state with everyone, despite my love of talking and open-bookedness about my life. I'm going to try to find our spray bottles with fans that we got a few years ago at Disney to take the next time we go. Which might be in just a bit...

~~~Jessica had her slumber party Friday night. All of her friends she wanted to invite were here, and I'm pretty sure they all had a good time. Two of the girls went to sleep right after the movie like they were supposed to, around 1:30am. But three others, including my Jessi Bear, were still awake at 4am! Emma Grace went to bed about 12:45am, and everyone was tired the next day. Especially me!

~~~Emma Grace got to spend some time with a friend of hers from preschool Saturday evening. We were invited to swim and cookout for Ella Brooke's 7th birthday. It was lots of fun and great to catch up with their family. She and Emma Grace could pass for sisters in a heartbeat. I wish I had taken my camera, but I forgot. :(

~~~Gib has been working a lot...if not for work, for school. He is at work again today administering the summer Gateway test and also has to work tomorrow. Wednesday will be the first day he has had just to be home since school got out the end of May. I'm looking forward to it! His summer courses for UGA are jam-packed. He has so much to do in such a short time. We are trying to leave him alone and give him the time he needs to devote to his assignments/projects. The time is going to fly for him, I do believe.

~~~Speaking of time, time is dragging for me with this pregnancy. 51 days from today is my scheduled c-section. I said I wasn't going to countdown. However, I counted out of curiosity one day and the numbers have stuck with me. On Wednesday I'll be 29 weeks, so 7 weeks from that day, Dumplin' will be born. At least that's our plan... I'm praying he doesn't decide to come sooner because he needs everyday he can get in the womb for his lungs to develop.

I got a slight tongue-lashing by Dr. Joe on Friday. He was going out of town this week, so I went to see him once more before he left. As he was listening to Dumplin's heartbeat, he commented on how active he was. I told him that wasn't the case that Tuesday night...

Tuesday night between midnight and 4:30am, I didn't feel Dumplin' at all. It was horrible! I was convinced he had died. I hoped he was sleeping. I prayed, begged and pleaded with the Lord to let me feel movement. Finally, I did. You might ask why I didn't I call the doctor. Same thing with Grady...I knew if he had died, it was already too late.

So, when I mentioned this to Dr. Joe, he stopped what he was doing, got a slightly stern look on his face and said the following (with his finger pointed at me), "Don't tell me that. You've come too far to mess around with stuff like that. The next time something like that happens, you get your butt to Labor and Delivery for a NST."

I would hate to see him really mad! I felt like I was being scolded by my dad. I know he's right. And I know that he cares about this baby. When Grady died, he made the comment that he was his baby, too and he didn't understand, with tears in his eyes. I love that I have such a conservative, caring doctor. But I am also walking that fine line of being that overly paranoid patient who calls the office for every little thing. Believe me...I could VERY easily be that person!

I'm thinking of renting a doppler for the next 7 weeks to listen for Dumplin's heartbeat when he is quiet and still. I think it will be worth the money just to give me peace of mind. I bought one at the store, but it's a piece of junk. We'll see.

~~~Church was AWESOME yesterday! Our pastor started a two-part series called "The Man I Want To Be". It was powerful, even for me as a woman. We don't do a lot of aisle-walking at our church, but at the end of yesterday's sermon, men were invited to come forward for prayer, to share their salvation and/or for baptism, to publicly express their trust in the Lord. Gib and I thought it strange when we saw a baptismal set up in the courtyard of the Classic Center as we were on our way into church. But that's what it was for. Unrehearsed, unplanned, spur-of-the-moment baptisms. The church provided shorts, t-shirts, towels and even hairbrushes and hair gel for those who had plans after church. About 20-25 men came forward in the early service. We stayed to watch and support them, and one of our pastors got to baptize his dad. Gib even lost it at that moment (I should clarify that when Gib loses it, it's much different than when I lose it. He gets very teary-eyed.) I don't know what they'll do next week for Father's Day but it will be hard to top yesterday!

~~~I'm having fun as I type watching Buddy chase a fly around our house. Speaking of flies, Saturday night at Ella Brooke's party, I noticed that above the door was a plastic bag with a little water in it. Do you know the flies would not fly under that bag into the house? Just thought I'd share that if the flies are as bad where you are as they are here. It looks funny but worth it not to have to chase them everywhere to kill them.

~~~For some reason Gib does not have class this weekend, and we've decided to participate in the community yard sale. Oh boy. What have I done!?! It was my idea but we have so much stuff that we need to get rid of, especially toys. The girls did a good job of going through some of their stuff yesterday. I have my work cut out for me this week, for sure! I'm hoping Gib will bring home some boxes from work for me to put stuff in. We did decide that whatever goes out the door will NOT come back in! I'll let you know how it goes.

That's all I can think of to share right now. Off to finish some laundry and plan our day. Have a great one!

Love,
Tonya