You know you're pregnant when: changing your 2 year olds diaper makes you puke, coughing too hard makes you puke, laughing too hard makes you puke, crying after telling hubby good-bye makes you puke, brushing teeth makes you puke, cooking dinner makes you puke, eating dinner makes you puke. etc.... Okay, so maybe a little dramatic, but I am getting more sick than I have been. I was thinking I was lucky this time around, but it's slowly creeping up on me and it's getting worse. I'll keep pushing through.
Enough with that. Darren left Sunday for a month, (not too long, just the usual), but being pregnant gets my emotions running high and I was really sad when he left. I'm better now, I know time will go by fast. But the hard part is, is that he can't call me at all while he's gone!!! That makes it VERY HARD!!! It's one thing to not be able to talk with hubby while he was in boot-camp and we had no kids, but now that we have kids, it makes it really really hard. They don't understand why they can't talk with their Dad. He did leave a video message of himself to me and the kids, so that will help, but it's still hard.
Okay, enough with that. So remember the "crazy women driver's" posting? Well, I've done it again. A few days ago, I thought I'd take the kids on a picnic. I drive onto this "scenic path" and start into deep woods. It's starting to look like it's been abandoned for quite some time. It's dark and bumpy, with lots of sticks, and stuff. I'm starting to get that "not so good feeling". I try and find a place to turn around, but the road is really narrow and on both sides of the road is thick forest. Then we get to a dead end and we are stuck! I try and back up and I'm hearing scratching and all kinds of bad noises, then BOOM!!! To which Ethan yells "Are we dead?" I say no and can't help but laugh in my moment of misery. I get out and I hit a big tree, which I swear wasn't in my rear view mirror. So long story short I finally get out of that mess and I scratched the van up pretty bad, busted the passenger side mirror. Our van looks like I use it for Off-Roading. And during all this time it still has the spare tire on it. But I was bound and determined that my kids were gonna get a picnic! So, I found this R.V. park close that had picnic tables and I pulled in liked I owned the place and we sat down, ate, played on the play ground and left! But oh man, I was nervous to tell Darren about the van, but he was sympathetic with my pregnancy hormones! :) The next day he comes home from work and says, "so you didn't go any where today?" I then reply "what do you mean?" he says, "Well the van isn't destroyed any further." okay so I deserved that. I have been a crazy driver lately, like I'm right out of driver's ed! All the while my poor kids are in tow and my oldest thinks I'm an alcoholic! Any way, that's our wonderful drama as of lately. But it's all fun and we're alive! Here's some pics of the picnic and the wonderful scratch down the side of my van. Sorry for the long post!