Tattle tales

I can't stand it when my kids come and tattle on their sibling. A lot of times there is nothing I can do about what happened. They bicker all the time. And I am having a third child to add to the mix? I barely stay sane as things are now. They seem to think they can't clean up after themselves. Bribery doesn't even work with these two. Grant has the day off from school and the trouble began before the sun came up. My kids will be the death of me. Or they will send me to the insane asylum.

Halfway

Twenty weeks have passed in this pregnancy. The ultrasound showed us that our daughter is growing well and looks to be well developed. We don't have a name for this little girl yet, and this is driving me crazy. I try to find things to keep me busy, but I tire quickly. The holidays seem to be looking over me and we haven't even reached Halloween yet. The fact that stores have had Christmas things out since the end of September doesn't help me feel any better. I don't want to think about having to get gifts for people. I want to enjoy getting ready for a good Thanksgiving dinner. I loathe the change in temperatures. I don't look forward to snow. These next 20 weeks are going to be more difficult because of the time of year and being pregnant. I am glad I am halwfay, but I do not look forward to the next 20 weeks.