Yesterday, Ella Beth cut her finger and it bled pretty badly. We put her first band-aid on her tiny finger. She didn't know what to think of it at first, but left it on long enough for it to stop bleeding...and long enough for a quick picture!


I went to the doctor this morning for my appointment. I had to have my glucose screening test as well as a Rogham shot since I have a negative blood type and Scott has a positive. I got stuck twice within two minutes. OUCH! I am still measuring 1 cm small, which I did with Ella Beth. The doctor also said that my weight gain was low. Ummm...hello...have you looked at me? I surely am not sparce on the growth area! I have gained 19 pounds thus far, which is a lot if you ask me. However, since I was considered "under weight" at the beginning of my pregnancy, the doctor says I "should" be gaining more. Okay...I am 5 feet and 1/2 an inch tall. 19 pounds is a lot of weight for me. And, I still have weight to put on. Grrr.
Well, the doctor talked to me for a while about my contractions. I had three while at the doctor's office this morning. She said that I need to be re-evaluated at my next appointment in two weeks to determine whether or not I will need to be put on bed rest. Lovely. Just what a mother of a 16-month old wants to hear. I told her that I am sure they are due to chasing Ella Beth around all day. We'll see what they say in two weeks. Two weeks?!?! Can you believe that it's already time to start going to the doctor every two weeks? Where, oh where, has this pregnancy gone?
Over the weekend, we were invited to a Birthday Party For Jesus. It was so fun to get together with friends and their families. We had lots of yummy food, story time, craft time, and good ol' fun for the kiddos. We also found out 100% that Ella Beth still does not like to be dirty - even for craft time. There was an angel to make, and we tried to put paint on Ella Beth's hands to make the angel's wings. She started screaming when we got within a foot of her with that paint. Such a funny girl! She is such a neat freak that it really is comical. At dinner, if she's eating off of her tray and her food is all gone, she wants us to clean it off before she will let us put more food on it. We try to tell her that it will just get dirty again, but she won't listen to reason. ;) If some food falls in her lap, oh boy...we'd better get it up quick! Where did this come from? I mean, Scott and I like to be clean and tidy like the next person, but freakish about it we are not. She definitely gets this personality trait on her own. Here's a picture of Scott holding Ella Beth as she watches me get the paint ready. Can't you just read her face, "Ummm, you're not planning on me actually touching that are you???"

I feel the need to ask for a little bit of prayer. I have not been handling the not-getting-a-house situation very gracefully over the last few days. Apparently, I am much more disappointed, upset, angry, etc., than I thought. I am sure it's due to the fact that we had already done so much regarding the house (e.g. chosen paint colors, lighting fixtures, carpet, re-designed the kitchen, and on), and also due to the fact that this house seems so small just thinking about Landon's arrival. I can't imagine how small it is going to feel once he actually arrives. I know that I should be thankful for what I have; I know that I am "rich" compared to 98% of the world; I know that "one day" will actually be reality. I know all of this. I don't need a lecture, just prayers that I will be content and happy where God has me.
Thanks.