No control...

I normally like to have control over my life, what the plans are, etc. Well throw in an unpredictable pregnancy, and a 2 year old.....well control just went out the window! However there are moments in which you loose control and everything is amazing. My life is insane, but I wouldn't change it for the world :)

This weekend was a football weekend! That meant Aunt RahRah (Sarah) came into town, which meant we went to tailgate :) With a 7p game, that puts tailgate fun starting at 2p which is normally naptime. We decided to forego naptime and deal with the consequences. Thankfully a 2 year old has the attention span of a nat (so does RahRah), which equaled entertainment for those two! RahRah taught Kayden how to put frosting on his nose.... how to throw bean bags at each other... they dumped water on K's head (as usual)... Did laps through the tailgate bus... and wore my child smooth out! Thanks RahRah! We didn't get to see Brett as his 15 hour shift scored him 8 arrests, some cuts and scrapes and 3 bruises. The life of a police officer!

Frosting noses!

Tired after tailgate

The rest of the weekend has been fairly "normal".

Yummy apples!

How cute is he?!

My boys last night :)

Baby #2

How far along: 15weeks 1days

Total weight gain: -20

Best moments this month: 45 minute ultrasound :)

Food cravings: Not a ton of cravings, but I'm finally able to EAT!!!!

Gender: Not visible yet!

Labor signs: none

What I miss: Margaritas

What I am looking forward to: Hopefully finding out the gender this month!

Milestones: Baby is the size of a navel orange. All four limbs have functional joints which means baby is wiggling and squirming....although mom can't feel it quite yet!

However "normal" doesn't ever last long...... 

This morning started out rather interesting........Kayden didn't agree with the breakfast choices I was giving him so he threw a little fit. Well after trying to get me to agree with him, he started tugging on my hand, which resulted in.......... him falling on his face and hitting his nose. After he got up, he was rubbing his nose and whining and then he moved his hand...... Can you say Nosebleed??!!! Oy vey! Thankfully it wasn't a terrible bloody nose, but it was our first (I'm sure of many). It stopped rather quickly and we settled on a cookie for breakfast......I think someone earned it ;)

I told you....I have no control.