J.K. and the Imaginary Friends

The following conversation was had between the hubby and myself this morning:

Hubby: There's something wrong with YOUR child!

Me: What do you mean? Is he sick?

Hubby: No, he's not sick. He's talking to people who aren't there.

Me: What?

Hubby: On our way to school this morning he was blowing kisses to the car seat next to him and talking to somebody.

Me: Did you ask him who he was talking to?

Hubby: Yes, he said "Friends!"

Me: Well, apparently he has an imaginary friend. I had one, her name was Amy. I pitched fits if people sat on her or if she didn't get a booster seat like me when we would go out to dinner. I think it's great! It shows that he has a big imagination!

Hubby: Uh huh...Our kid is talking to people who aren't there!

Me: Yeah, what's wrong with that??

Do your kids have imaginary friends? I really do think it's great! I can still distinctly remember my "friend" Amy. She looked a lot like Pippie Longstocking. According to Mom she made her debut when I was 2.5 years old and went everywhere I went. That was until my sister was born, at which point my Mom asked what happened to Amy and apparently I just told her that she died. I find that part a bit strange too, but I guess I no longer needed her.

I'll be interested to see if J's "friends" stick around for awhile like Amy did or if this was a one-time occurrence. Either way, I think it's pretty comical.

I Escaped!

I cheated last night! I couldn't take it anymore, I had to leave the house. So I escaped and had dinner at our favorite little Mexican restaurant. Don't worry the doctor has given me permission to do a few things here and there, just nothing major..you know, like grocery shopping. It was so nice to be out, in public at a restaurant. I even fixed my hair and wore make-up!! Speaking of which, since I did decide to look like a girl for once I thought it would be a great opportunity to get another quick shot of the belly. I think this is one of my favorite pictures of me and J.K.



I hope you have a fantastic Friday!!

Update from the Bed Rest Queen

Yes, I'm alive. Yes, I'm still VERY pregnant. No, I haven't deserted the blog world. It's called the Parade of Homes and it has encompassed my life over the last few weeks. I barely have time to check facebook...GASP!! The event finally starts this weekend and my job will pretty much be to sit back and watch it all unfold, you know since there isn't much else I can do!

As for me and Chelsea, we're doing great! I'm 30 weeks..woohoo!! She's still dancing in my belly non-stop. This girl is going to have some mad dancing skillz if her little kicks are any indication! My appointments continue to go well and I only have 5 1/2 weeks until the dreaded cerclage removal. While I'm super excited to be so close, I'm not looking forward to that day. Seriously, I think I'd rather deliver 10 babies drug-free than to have the thing taken out, yeah it's THAT bad!

J.K.'s world continues to be a happy little place. He's officially sleeping (most of the night) in his big boy room. We usually hear the pitter-patter of tiny feet running down the hallway into our room between 1 and 2 a.m. We're big suckers and always let him curl up with us. I know we may regret it later, but I also know that a day will come when he's too big to want to sleep in our bed so I'm enjoying it while it lasts. He seems to be grasping the concept of a baby sister a bit more lately. He's met a couple of babies over the last few weeks and is talking more and more about baby Chelsea. Here's hoping that the transition from a family of 3 to a family of 4 goes smoothly.

And finally, here are a few pictures:


Easter Sunday - we tried and tried and tried to get a good picture of all the kids. This was the best one.


Big Cousin E kept complaining of the sun in his eyes, of course we kept telling him to deal with it and smile! Didn't work out so well for us.


Hunting for Easter eggs!


His second haircut! He still has no hair, but at least the little hair that he does have is nicely trimmed.


Their new favorite afternoon past time, playing ball on the deck. The hubby is convinced that J "has an arm".

No Honey, It's not an April Fool's Joke..

On this day three years ago my hubby thought that I was somehow pulling an April Fool's Day joke when he saw the two little lines on the pregnancy test I'd just taken. After I convinced him that I'm not THAT clever we both sat on the couch hugging, crying and laughing at the idea of finally having a healthy baby. On April 1, 2007 I experienced every emotion possible and that didn't stop until November 3, 2007 when a healthy J.K. was born into this world. Our lives changed forever, again, on that day. Three years ago our lives were transformed. We made the move from grieving to hoping. We went from journeying though life's darkest tunnel to finally seeing a glimmer of light. While my 9 months of pregnancy with Jeffrey were an emotional roller coaster, our faith was strengthened more than you can imagine. In the end we finally realized the importance of just letting go and letting God. He blessed us with the most amazing little guy we could have asked for.

That experience has made my pregnancy with Chelsea so much easier to deal with. I know that He will see us through to the end. I have faith that we will have a healthy baby girl. I'm at peace this time. What more could I ask for?