Coming Soon, Oliver Henn

  The picture will have to follow on this one, because I need a scanner, but we got the most amazing ultrasound picture of Ollie up close.  It was remarkable.  He looks so much like Nicolas.  I can't wait to meet him.  We are so close now to the finish line.  He is due by C-Section on the 18th of July(Nelson Mandela's B-day).  That is only 47 days away.  He may come earlier, but the 18th is the latest.  I think we are ready for him.  All the clothes are washed and hanging in the closet.  We are borrowing a co-sleeper and need to get that set up.  And thanks to my mother in law and dear friends we are working on getting a fabulous double stroller for our two boys.  

  Pregnancy is so different the second time around.  I know what to expect and anticipate for the most part.  It is exciting but since I have already experienced it, all I can think is I just want my baby.  I look forward to holding a teeny baby again, watching Shawn and Nicolas interact with Ollie, the newest man in my life.  It is a lucky women who spends her days with men who love her.  I wouldn't mind having a daughter some day, but I certainly feel blessed to have two dads, 5 brothers, 1 husband, 2 sons, and many other important men in my life who have been so influential and special to me.    

Only a month

So maybe I am just not cut out for this blogging stuff.  I have had so many thoughts of what to blog, but I am a bit technically challenged and I am not great at getting my photos on my blog.  Photos make it so much more interesting so I think I need to set up a training session with my husband.  Isn't that the way it always goes though, the contractor's wife can't hammer a nail, the chef's wife can't cook and egg and the tech guy's wife can't upload pictures from her camera to her computer.  Silly I know.

   I think today the most appropriate thing to write about is the fact that my son is into putting himself in time out.  When ever I mention that he needs to modify a behavior he runs to his room and shuts his door and informs me passionately that he is in time out.  Then he proceeds to cry for me as if I put him in there.  I am not sure what to do about this.  Are we giving to many time outs?  Does he not get the punishment?  Or is he just a self regulating child who anticipates my thoughts?  I think he really just likes to slam his door and be a bit dramatic......I can't imagine where he gets that from.  I remember as a child drawing a picture for my mom and after giving it to her she must have made me mad, so I took the picture off the fridge and ripped it up.  A bit dramatic, ya think!  What can you say, he is my boy, and I love him.