update

Not much has been going on around here, which is exactly how we want it. Dean is almost done calving. This has been a rough calving season starting off so cold and having to pull so many calves from the new heifers. He has been a lot more enjoyable with this nice weather we are having. He has been burning everything, he is so happy with a propane tank and a weed burner in his hands; and I'm just nervous he will start the state of fire.

This baby girl is kicking my butt. I'm so sick of myself; I feel like I have been complaining for an entire 9 months, my poor family. This has been a hard pregnancy from the very beginning. She is coming April 25, three weeks, I want her out but I need her to stay in there so she and Trig don't share a birthday. I don't think anyone should have to share a birthday with their sister. I still don't have a name and I really wish I did. Yesterday I did the dishes after leaving them in the sink for two days which honestly never happens. When I was done I realized I washed almost every bowl, spoon, and cup we own but not one pan or plate. I guess we had been having cereal for the past two days, truthfully I'm not sure what happened but I'm positive Dean is as sick of this pregnancy as I am. And It would be important to document that I was terrified when I first found out I was pregnant. But I have come to terms with it and I really am excited to meet this baby. I'm scared of newborns because mine have been hard but I think I'm ready for this one. I know it is going to be hard having three little ones but I'm mostly convinced it can't be too much harder than having two and being pregnant. 

Though I have been far less than a good mom my babies continue to be adorable. Trig melts my heart, he is talking so much and is all boy. He is constantly banging on things, hitting, spitting, and yelling but I secretly love how rough he plays. He loves to be outside ALL THE TIME, jumping on the tramp, swinging, and playing in the sand pile. He loves Josie and his dad. Dean has been so good to take him almost every morning to feed cows and he loves it. He fell down the stairs and got a black eye and I'm pretty sure it will just be the first of many in his life. I'm going to have to protect our new baby from his rough ways. O and he is so so good at playing pretend. He plays pretend and really does understand the crazy scenarios Josie puts him in. Sometimes he is the dad, or the guy that works at the tire store. He loves to play puppy and will follow Josie around playing pretend most of the day. They take break every 20 minutes or so for a good fight. They hit and cry and then they get over it and play like best friends again. 

Josie is growing up so fast. She is so smart and quite brassy. She is a good girl, she cries a lot and is sometimes unpleasant but she isn't naughty or mischievous. She still loves playing with her babies, playing house, and is has started playing school a lot. We have been going to an occupational therapist who magically can get Josie to eat anything but getting her to do it at home is another story. We will keep going to see how much it helps. She is very set in her ways and you can't talk her into doing or not doing anything. She likes to make lists and birthday cards. She is really into routines and following the rules. She loves her cats and also loves to play outside. She loves when Trig goes with dad because she gets to do special things like paint and play games that just don't work with Trig around. She has been planning her birthday for the last 6 months and even though its not til July she makes me sing Happy Birthday to her almost daily. She asked me for a weed burner like dad for her birthday and said she will be really careful with it. Just so we are clear that is not happening. She still likes to watch Dora, who I can not stand. I told her we aren't going to watch Dora anymore because she doesn't teach us anything beneficial. The next day she says, "Mom I could watch Dora even if her doesn't learn me things sometimes". So I'm still sticking to the 'no more Dora' rule.