Hold still!

I seem to remember my mother continually telling me to 'hold still'. At the time I couldn't figure out her obsession with moving...or the lack of moving. It was hard to 'hold still', especially if you were unaware that you were moving around in the first place.
So now, I find myself easily bothered by my son's continual motion. Not all the time. Just when I am trying to 'hold still'.
So the other day I observed a funny conversation between Carson and his Dad while watching a movie. Carson was practically doing the potty dance!
Dad-"hold still"
Carson- wiggling around
Dad-"hold still please!"
Carson- holds still for one millisecond
Dad-" Carson, what is the problem? Will you please hold still?"
Carson- with a big sigh " Dad, I'm just not the 'hold still' kind of guy".
Me- laughing, because I know it is the truth.

Laughter and pregnancy....?

"It is always more fun to laugh"

I am beginning to see that my ability to laugh at myself is one of my blessings from God.  There are just so many times during 'motherhood' that you have to laugh.... or cry.  There is no middle ground.

It begins long before the child is even born.

I have chosen to recount these stories on my blog for your entertainment, and because my dear husband specifically requested that some of them did not make it to the blog :)

  1- a complete stranger asks me if I am pregnant. I look down at my ginormous belly, 

then back at the lady with a puzzled expression and say "no, why do you ask?".

2- While dropping of Carson at school, he says "good-bye" to me... and my belly.

3- I ran into a friend from work while on a bike ride with my family.  We talked for a minute.  

When I rode away in an attempt to catch up to my family, I heard him yell 

"you need a bigger bike seat!"

4- I officially count as 2 people with our student loan company.

5- I have recently had to start wearing compression stockings. 

Which is a good laugh for the whole family.  It takes me about 10 minutes to put them on, 

and leaves me tired and sweaty.  They go from toe to waist and allow very little bend.

 It is impossible to bend over anyway, but now I have to do it without the use of my knees!

6- I am developing Touretts syndrome. My round ligament is stretching, and causes a sharp pain in my side every 30 seconds.  Which is fun and all, but it also causes me to jump,gasp, groan, moan, swear, and other wise express my surprise and pain.  When my husband expressed his annoyance at this behavior I decided that the perfect solution was to poke him in the side every time I felt the sharp pain.  Problem solved!

7-The laugh Curtis will NEVER live down.  I was valiantly trying to get my dear husbands attention one evening.  I had planed and prepared, just short of leaving a trail of rose petals.  He walks into the room... laughs.. then says "I just need to go take out my contacts".

To his credit, he did come running back to beg forgiveness, saying he didn't mean it like that. 

We did laugh and I promised to tease him about it FOREVER.