Oh Baby!

After several people asked, I decided I had better do a blog about this baby/pregnancy! :) 

I'm not quite sure, but, truthfully, I get a little more private when I'm pregnant. I'm not sure why, but the hormones make me a different Tisha than I'm use to normally. This could be one reason that I haven't baby blogged yet. 


I do NOT like to be limited. Ever. 


In any area of my life, you will find that if someone, anyone tells me "you can't" I will do everything in my power to prove them wrong. When someone tells me that statement,  it fuels my fire to prove to them and myself that I CAN. 


I've been like this ever since junior high school. I had a teacher that told me "you cannot do honors work."


That one teacher has no clue how they shaped my life with that one powerful statement. 


Many of the things that I have under my belt is due to the fact that someone (usually just one person) didn't believe in me. 


Pregnancy is full of "you can't" 


You can't run. 
You can't lie on your stomach. 
You can't eat sushi. 
You can't lift. 
You can't have a margarita with your nachos. ;) 
You can't have caffeine. 
You can't take hot baths. 
You can't control your moods. 
You can't .....You can't ..... You can't.....
You won't have the same energy. 
You won't have control over your body.
You won't know why you're crying. 
You won't know why that person annoyed you.  
You won't know what has hit you. 


If you didn't already know by reading my blog - "I can't" usually isn't ever in my vocabulary. 


I struggle a lot on a daily basis now because typically you can find me going about 120 mph - at work, at home, and trying to run that fast while going running. 


Now, I'm unable to run or even walk for that matter. My tailbone hurts on a constant basis and the only relief is an hour of prenatal yoga every day. If I'm stressed, I can't grab the ipod and go for a run. And yoga only does so much for my stress. 


At work, I can't climb, wear my famous heels, or walk like a I'm walking a marathon. 


At home, I run out of energy faster, and need more sleep than you can imagine. I love food, but most of the time nothing sounds good - ever. So eating is like a chore. :( Remember? I LOVE FOOD! 


And, literally, it feels as though everyone that sees me needs to give me a belly update - like I didn't ALREADY feel like a whale or see myself in the mirror everyday.  


"Wow. You popped." 
"Really? March?" 
"Oh, I just have to touch." 
"Stand up. Let us see." 


I'm not a CARNIVAL side show! Wow. 


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I will never be a great pregnant lady. Never have been. I admit it. 

I do NOT look forward to sleepless nights and days and recovery time. Blech. 

You will never hear me say "Oh! Pregnancy was the best time of my life." 

Even if I'm feeling great and you think I'm "glowing" I will not feel anywhere near as great without all this extra weight and being my sassy, fast self. 

Even if I look like I have it all together, my fears and anxieties are magnified during this time. 

I probably in some way go into my own little world and draw within just to get through the aches, pains, and uncomfortableness - both in my mind and within my body. 

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All of my complaints aside, feeling the baby *is* amazing. 


Watching the girls love the baby already *is* amazing. 


Watching Jason's face when he feels the baby moving *is* amazing. 


Knowing that the baby is growing and doing well *is* amazing. 


Folding his little clothes or blanket *is* amazing. 


Knowing that Jace Patrick will be here in almost 100 days *is* amazing. 

Avery- ham Lincoln

Here's some fun news for this week: 

In preschool, both girls began studying about the presidents with focus on George Washington and Abraham Lincoln . Their teachers always taught them a cute little song about how parents these days don't dress like those crazy presidents did. 

So, a few weeks ago when the girls woke up we were watching Good Morning America. (yeah, i like ABC and so if they want to stay in my room they know they have to be game to watch it with me. Ok, so anyway . . .GMA was discussing something about the presidents. 

Avery looked at me and said "Remember that guy I colored at preschool?"

 I said "Which guy?!" 

 "Avery-ham Lincoln." 

"OH! You mean Abraham Lincoln!"

"No, mama! It's Avery-ham!" 

"Ok, Avery." :) 

My Avery-ham will turn 4 on the 24th (Friday). I cannot believe that 4 years ago I was in labor with her watching the Pope's funeral and discussing the Mavericks in the playoffs with my dr during post delivery. 

She was such a good, calm, baby. Well, most of the time. I remember that one night (ha - I'm sure there were many more) that I had only 2 hrs of sleep. I was sitting on the couch holding her, flipping through the TV channels, crying, just wanting someone to come rescue me. Or at least have them allow me an hour of uninterrupted sleep. 

As she grew into the preschooler she is now, I've learned so much about her personality and about myself as her mom. 

In traditional fashion, just as I have honored her being a year older before,  I'm honoring her with this blog today. 

 - She loves running. She runs everywhere. I even had to buy her NIKE shoes so that she would have less chance of falling. 

- She just learned to peel Clementine oranges. She thinks she sooo big. ;) 

- She hates for me to comb her hair in the mornings. Often she goes to the babysitter just as she woke up. 

- She is not afraid to say what she thinks - no matter who it is about or who is around. 

- She prefers Diego over Dora. 

- The kid lives on pasta and bologna. Seriously. 

- She loves music. Sings all the time. Makes up dances and shakes her "bootay" anytime she hears a song. 

- She has this knack for talking with accents. British accents are her specialty still. "Can I get the tangos (tangles) out of your hair?" 

- She likes to add "baby" behind everyone's name. Everyone. 

- She recently loves praying. She can pray a deep prayer that would put anyone in their place. "Mama, God always does what He says." 

- She can recite Madagascar 2 to you at the drop of a hat. She loves saying "I like 'em big, I like 'em chunky, I like 'em round." 

I once said that she was the funniest person I know and it still holds true to this day. She has such a big heart and bright eyes and such an outgoing personality when you get to know her. 

She has enriched my life in so many ways and I'm so thankful for her everyday! I'm so glad that I get to be her mama-baby. :)

Happy  4th Birthday, Avery-ham!