Pregnancy blahs

i have always heard that every pregnancy is different. And I am starting to see that very same truth for myself. While I am only about 7 weeks along, there are already some pretty big differences between my first pregnancy and this one. For example I had a great first pregnancy, No morning sickness, no food aversions, nothing. This pregnancy however...I have the great pleasure of experiencing extreme bloating after every meal. I can eat like 4 little snack pickles and 10 mins later feel like I just stuffed my face at a thanksgiving dinner. Not to mention the extra stomach cramps that come with the bloating. Then with my first pregnancy I was very even tempered I never had mood swings, this one look out. How can one feel so annoyed at nothing? Yesterday I was so annoyed at nothing. Nothing happened to make me feel that way I just did. Then I felt more annoyed at myself for feeling annoyed at nothing in the first place...sigh The only thing that has stayed consistent with both pregnancies is that I do not suffer from morning sickness (thank the lord). Even with all the little annoyances that come with pregnancy, i am still grateful and excited to be blessed with this baby. Thats right baby singular..haha! There is only one sac this time. I go for another ultrasound in a couple days to see the heart beat and check for identical twins. (I dont think there will be two though).But ill keep yall updated.

Three year old talk

So there I was standing at the refrigerator with my two three year olds asking them what they wanted for lunch. And as usual I got a string of "I want dat" to like everything in the refrigerator. So I open the freezer and give them a choice of taquitos or pizza. And as always Blythe says "I want pizta-quitos" and Bresse says "I dont likt dat". So I say you get either pizta or quitos. And after several minuets of jiber they settle on pizta. I put the pizta in the microwave and get asked at least 10 times about the pizta. And as I stood there cutting up the pizta I realized that I was talking just like them. Pizta, quitos, hungy.... And i wondered how often i talked like my three year olds and how strange people must think I am out in public. I can just see it.. there I am at the grocery store my kids asking for a cootie and and me standing at the bakery asking them " you want m&m cootie, or peanut butter cootie" or at the restaurant when they say i hungy me responding back " you hungy?" Oh the looks I must get. It will be interesting to see just how often i do that now that I am conscious of it. While I am sure that I am not the only parent who does this I do in fact find it very amusing.

My girls turned 3 and got their ears pierced

Wow what a birthday! So for the last couple of months my twins have been asking me to get their ears pierced. After careful thought about their request i decided to test them to see just how much they wanted their ears pierced. Every time they asked to get their ears pierced I would ask them if they wanted it even though it is going to hurt? Bresse continued to be very excited about it while Blythe didnt seem to be so interested anymore with that development. I decided to Just get Bresses ears pierced and take Blythe to pick out a toy. So off we went to the mall and Bresse sat in the chair and was a very big girl...until her ears were actually pierced at which point she burst into tears. However the up side to being a three year old is that candy makes everything ok. As soon as she saw the lollipops they had in the tin the tears immediately dried up and she was happy. It was this point (to my great surprise i might add) that Blythe climbed up in the chair and asked to have her ears pierced too. I asked her even though it will hurt she said yes and got her ears pierced too, having the same reaction as her sister along with the instant turn around at the site of the lollipops. A couple days later we had their birthday party. They were so excited and hyped up on sugar that I thought they might explode. T climax came when it was time to open presents. I sat them down in the middle of the floor and gave them each a present to open. As soon as Bresse opened the first present she just lost it. It was a skirt and as soon as the paper was off she picked it up and ran around the entire room yelling " a skurt! a skurt!" once the entire room had seen her skirt she sat back down and asked for another present. Blythe was more calm until she opened all of her presents and couldnt decide which one she actually wanted to play with. But overall it was a very fun experience, I can only imagine what Christmas will be like.