Dreaded Mama

It has finally happened! Thanks to Tabitha Jane and Arwen I now have about 42 luscious (can a dread be called luscious??) dreads all over my head. It took several different session, but between the two of them they got all of it done Thursday and Friday. (Thanks for making them look SO good!) Arwen has the pictures of the whole process on her camera, so I will post them later. Here is what the finished product looks like.... My head sort of itches today and I can't seem to remember how to take care of them all the different ways Tj told me to, but I still LOVE them. I just hope I can keep them up so they keep looking so nice. It has been interesting to already see how many people stop and look at you when you have dreads. We went to the farmers market today to get produce and it was almost a little awkward. I can't wait to see what happens tomorrow when I go to Renovatus.

Oh and Jones loves them too. He like that mommy now has "Spikes".

And Ryan wont stop asking me for pot.

Mommy eat poop?

I know my last post was about Jones, but he is so darn funny these days, I can't help it.

Tonight I made him nachos for dinner. I put meat and whole pinto beans and cheese on them. When I set his plate in front of him it went something like this...

Jones: (starts crying), "No. No poop on Jones' nach-nos (Nachos)"
Me:"What?"
Jones: "no poop. No poop on Jones'"
Me: "That's not poop Jones. That is just beans and meat."
Jones: "No...poop. Poop on nach-nos" (More crying)
Me: "Jones mommy didn't put poop on your nachos. Look it is meat and beans, mommy is eating hers."
Jones: "mommy eat poop?"
Me:"no mommy doesn't eat poop. Do you want me to take off your beans and meat?"
Jones: "Yes. Poop off."

I picked off his "poop" and he started eating. He did however continue to bring it up frequently the rest of the meal, "no mommy, no poop jones' ".

What kind of a mom am I? My son thinks I put poop on his food. Crap.

Here are a couple of prego pics. Lovely huh?

Hey God...

So Jones was sitting in his high chair enjoying a snack of peanut butter covered rice cakes and strawberries (Also known as "Wa-berries"), when he decided he needed to pray. He folded his hands, looked down and said, "Hey God. Amen" Then went back to eating.
I love that precious boy.

Here he is at Jillian's wedding in his tux.

Just a couple cute pictures of our sweet boy.
(Look at his poor little rash around his mouth. He is having an allergic reaction to something, but we can't figure it out. If you have any ideas of what it could be let me know.)

Massive...not a good word to use.

Remember when I still have about 3 more months to be pregnant, but everywhere I go people literally say, "Oh my god, you are HUGE!! I didn't know you were due this month." Or "How is your body going to last 3 more months...you are MASSIVE!" (Massive and huge are not exaggerations of the truth, they are actually the two words people use to describe me most frequently.) They then try to cover up their obvious blunder by saying something like , "but you still look then." or "Your arms are nice and thin still." Duh, who when they get pregnant (except those who gain a very large amount of weight) gains a ton of weight in their arms?? Seriously people. One guy last week was standing behind me in line at the store. When I turned around to look at something he gasped (literally) and said "Oh my gosh...you are SO pregnant!! That's so... so...cute." Thanks. You can't say cute after you're so shocked by my size that you stop breathing for a second. I really don't mind being big and prego, but huge and massive are rather strong words to describe someone.

One a positive note...our baby girl is getting so big. She is probably around 2 1/2 pounds and now her chances of survival if she is born sometime soon have gone way up. She has like a 90% survival rate and only a 30% chance of having a major disability (she still has a pretty big chance of having quite a few minor disabilities). Another good things is that even though in the past month this week has been the worst for my contractions , I still haven't been to the hospital since the 24Th of May! She is also big enough now for others to feel hand moving kicks and actually she my stomach do major flip flops...next time I am with you ask if she's moving and I will let you meet her. I am so thankful that God has blessed my family and my precious little girl so much.

More names to ponder

Here is our list of potential names we are thinking about. Some are new, but most are old. Jen and Brenda called Ryan yesterday and suggested a pretty good name. It was a name that we had talked about in the past actually, but took it off the list because we thought it might be to trendy...we looked it up and while it is more trendy than a name like Jones, it is actually not used that much at all. So that one might be the favorite at this point. Oh, that name was India (I think we would call her indy or indy Jayne).

(This list is in no particular order.)
Imani = faith or belief
India = body of water
Presley = Priest clearing
Parker = Gamekeeper of a park
Harper = A player on the harp
Evelyn = desired
Evie= Life
Amelia = industrious
Eloise =sun

So Ryan and I were talking in the car today and my trip I took to Africa about 5 years ago came up. We were talking about all the animals that are in Africa and the ones that I saw while there...I saw dogs and cows. That's it. All I saw were ugly cows and lots of dogs. I was away from the rest of my group when they saw monkeys and other things while rafting down the Nile river and I was sick and couldn't go when they went on a trip to a game park and saw the real animals you want to see while in Africa (you know, hippos, lions, elephants...etc). What is up with that? Go all the way to Africa and only see dogs and cows? I guess I will just have to go back again sometime. I think I will take Ryan next time I go, I think he wold really like it there.

I have have another really good story about something I saw in Africa...I will save it for another post, but it is good.Seriously, this is a real dog. I just threw up...and I think you did too.

Peace

Gasoline

So, Ryan filled our van up with gas tonight...it cost $80. That's right, 80 effing dollars!
I sure wish I owned an oil company right now and could make millions everyday off people having to have gas to get to their jobs and see their family. I sure wish I could have such control over everyone so as to charge an outrageous amount of money for something that doesn't really cost what I claim it costs me. I sure wish I was insanely rich and had lots of stuff and didn't care about anyone or anything but myself and my money and my only goal was to see how much stuff I could collect. Then I would be happy.

So Ryan and I have to decide soon what kind of birth control to use after the baby comes. We know this is the last child that we biologically want to have (I am totally not doing this again!!) and so are thinking about getting someone snipped...if you know what I mean. The only problem is that the doctors are very hesitant to sterilize someone so young as Ryan or myself. The other option that I am considering is the Mirena IUD. I have done some reading on it, but don't know anyone who uses that form of birth control...Do you? What do you guys think? Anyone out there have positives or negatives about vasectomies, tubal ligations, or mirena IUDs?? What are your experiences??