Update

So just like i thought....no gestational diabetes here. One of my four blood draws came back a little elevated, but apparently two of the four have to be high for you to be labeled diabetic. The test was almost as bad as anticipated. I started gagging on the drink, and the staff took pity on me and gave a bed, two pillows, and two blankets to lay down on. So I spent the first hour napping, the second hour dozing in and out, and the third hour reading my People magazine. But the blood draws made it still less than enjoyable--in fact, I burst into tears on the third draw because it hurt so bad. Getting a four hour break without my kids is definitely not lost on me, but next time can it be at a spa or something?

We have also officially moved Ezra out of his crib and into Kate's bed. Her bunk bed has a double bed on the bottom, and they sleep together on that. Eventually Kate will probably move up to the top bunk, but for now, they both love it! It has been 3 weeks and we have never heard one peep from either of them all night long (except for the first night when Jim put Ez on the outside edge and he rolled off the bed and started crying--rookie mistake). But I love it--it just melts my heart to go in and check on them every night and see their entangled limbs and blankets. Ez has taken to it like a champ. In fact, whenever he gets sleepy now he says, "Kate's bed."

I worried so much about this transition for nothing. Now we just need to work on getting rid of his binky, which he only gets for nap and bed time. It's like the saying, "If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" If Ezra uses a binky, but no one is around to see it, is it really a problem that needs to be remedied before baby #3 arrives? I keep pushing it back....I said I would take it away when he turned 18 months, then 2, then when we moved him from his crib mid-Sept. I said I would take it away by the first of October. And here we are, October 11th, and he still has it. Oh well....all in due time.
But for now the nursery is not being used. The crib is empty, just beckoning for a new tenant. And in 7 more weeks, it will once again be occupied. It is crazy to even think about. I am not necessarily anxious for a newborn, but I am steadily growing tired of being pregnant. If one more person comments on the size of my stomach, and how I must be due "any day now," I am going to go crazy! Honestly, what am I supposed to say to that? Nope, 7 more weeks, I'm just huge! But I'm not kidding, I get at least 3 comments like that a week, including comments from my husband. Jim has told me multiple times that I am for sure as big now as I was when I delivered both of our other two kids! Gee....thanks babe. But how sad...looking at both of these pictures I think he might be right!! Yikes!
This picture was taken one week before Ezra was born.

And this lovely photo was taken today.


Is it possible that I'm even bigger now with so much time still left to go?? I was looking at my stomach and I said to Jim, "What if this little girl is huge?" And then I said, "Or worse, what if she's not and I just am!" Oh well...it is what it is, I guess. But I have to end this post with a picture of my little boy who in the last month has grown up so much. He is talking up a storm, developing so much personality, and getting so big. He is so cute and it makes me so sad that he is about to be replaced.