Stuck?

The last week for me has been. . . .sitting around at home on Monday watching CNN and various channels to learn about the royal baby.  Tuesday, much the same as they went home.  I can't believe how riveting a pair of hospital doors can be--but I was sucked in.  Wednesday I went to the doctor and was told nothing was happening and I wouldn't be having a baby that day.  Pissed was the word of the day for that.  I was told I would be induced on Monday morning.  So Wed, Thurs. and Friday I spent parts of the day at work so as not to go crazy or to just continuing sitting at home hoping this kid would just fall out.  I think she is stuck :) 

Its Sunday afternoon right now and I feel like. . .crap is the best word.  I won't whine, but I am really hoping for only one more really sleepless night being pregnant--I can deal with getting up every 2 hours with an infant--there is something productive about that. . .for lack of a better word.

So Miss Pagel Baby #3--if you wanted to follow in the steps of your big brothers, you could come in the middle of the night and save Mommy the hassle/horror of being induced.  Its what he did; and it worked out well for all!

Kicks

Cooper decided to be patient and put his hands on my belly and see if he could feel the baby last night--not sure if he got to feel anything as he was pretty squirmy but it was a good try.  I'm not sure how much he understands; he knows there is a baby in my belly as he has one too--but he has a boy baby and Paige and mom have girl babies.  He loves to show his belly when we take pictures.

 

A summer Sunday

 I have an inner old woman who really wanted a clothesline in my backyard.  My dad doesn't understand why I would even want one but I just had to tell him it was the old lady in me to make him understand.  My boys this morning got it put up and its a thing of beauty with 4 new lines.  I haven't hung anything on it yet today as it was cool and sort of randomly rained but can't wait to sleep on sheets that smell like outside.  Nothing better.  Plus I will save my poor dryer some work on those cowboy jeans.

 Ryan's helper this morning--he was a busy boy for a good 2 hours just playing outside and helping Dad.  I didn't hear any cries or whines; just lots of little boy yelling and chasing the dog.

 

 

One of the first years I didn't partake in our float--and I missed bloody marys in my hula skirt.  I dropped Paige off so she could throw out candy--she's been on more floats than I can even remember--2 a year since she's been 2 I think.

 

Still no baby. . .sigh.

Hero

Could be one of my favorite pictures ever. . . .

A carnival

I am going to have seasoned riders in a few years  Paige is spoiled by going to the Mall of America every year and did not think the small rides we had were nearly cool enough.  Cooper thought they were good; and especially loved the giraffe on the carousel.   Cotton candy is a great think no matter where you get it!

Branding 2013

Bear Country

We spent this last weekend in Spearfish/Rapid City and snuck in a quick trip to Bear County.  Last time we were there I was pregnant with Cooper about this same time of year ironically.  They have improved quite a few areas; and it was a nice sunny day but cool; so the animals were quite active.  We are a few weeks early to see lots of baby bears but there were 3 out and about.  The kids loved seeing the animals and it was a great place to stretch our legs and run after shopping and driving.