Sleep, where art thou?

Gracious me, awake till 1 am and up at 5:40 am. Feeling every bit of this baby! The last month has HIT. Of course Isabelle was already out of bed. 2 nights and we'll be back in a routine. You would think shes in bed early, last night she didn't fall asleep till almost 9. Vacation is great but everyone knows the feeling of wanting in my case needing, to be home. :)

 I'm missing Jake more than words can describe. God has blessed me with such a good man and when he's gone it sucks. This morning simply through an email I am blessed by the words my husband has written me. Even through a deployment there's always a good! This short tour has really opened up the lines of communication between Jake and I. He has shared so much of himself, work, and I can't help but love him more. I know a lot of women that have to pull teeth to get emotions and conversation from their spouses. Even though miles away I can still be open and share right back with him. This deployment has been different but luckily not too stressful. Another silver lining!   

I don't have to be strong and put on a front, or hold off on sharing 'what's really going on.' And as a dad and husband it's been great for Jake to know he's helping and still participating in our lives. 

Well the girls and I are off to start packing-say some goodbyes. 

TGIF!

(34.6 weeks. Big sister and possibly little sister!?!?)

Nearing the end

The girls and I have been on vacation in Wisconsin for the last week and a half. We head back home early next week. It has been relaxing with hardly a thing planned to do. As always Isabelle and a few times Lydia are up at the crack down. Isabelle has always been a morning riser, starting her days by 6:30. Lydia would sleep till 7ish but with big sister out and about she doest always get the chance. Now put being at grandma and grandpa's house...well all that excitement cant be contained so its 5:30 and rearing to go. Not much you can do, I'm working with her and the number 6 on the clock. So that Isabelle stays in he bed or room till at least 6. None the less it is tough, with out Dad here its Isabelle against the mom and all my 'rules'. I do feel like the bad always saying no more juice and no more snacks, your up to early...yada yada. Mommy is ready to get the girls back in a routine especially during my last month of pregnancy. 

Before we left for Wisconsin Isabelle had her dance recital. Unfortunately she got sick. She tossed her cookies the morning of and was in and out of a fever. She was able to be in the opening act, ballet, and tumbling, but her fever had started up  again and I could not make her do her tap routine. It was so sad to see her so feverish and there was nothing I could do. Grandma's arms was where she wanted to be and I couldn't be more thankful for her being there. With out her or my sister law n there's no way I would have been able to handle that situation. 

I am so glad dance is over and am not sure how soon I wan to sign her up for the next round, it will be a while. 

Im feeling every bit of being pregnant. And am counting the days till the hubby's return so we can meet our third blessing.