Oil spill and other not so happy things

Here is me at at week 35...I am huge I know, (I was hoping the black would help me look a little slimmer.) Amanda took the picture for me, and after a few no head shots we got this one, only a few inches cut off the top=)

We got word this week that Dave will not be able to make it for R&R, possibly not at all, but at least not for the birth of our little guy. We are very disappointed.
He gave me a warning a few weeks weeks prior that this might happen, so at least I had that to help prepare me mentally, but I can't say it helped soften the blow much. It is just hard to imagine giving birth without Dave there to help me though it. I know it has been done many times before, in much worse of circumstances. And I draw strength from the fact that Dave is safe and we have so many good friends and family to support me through this. I do not feel alone, only sad that he won't be able to share this time with us.

The week started off on a bad note, at least in my book, Amanda would beg to differ...I am sure. I went to Walmart to have them look at my tire (I have a slow leak), and after browsing for close to an hour Amanda walked into an oil spill (vegetable oil to be exact) in the pj section. She slipped and fell on her back getting not only all her clothes but her hair and shoes all oily in the process. An employee was already on her way there, due to another fall that had happened apparently just minutes before we got there to see what the deal was. In the end we waited around for about 30 minutes for everyone to make sure Amanda was ok and then took another 45 minutes picking out clothes (down to underwear, shoes, and hair things) for Amanda to wear home. All free of course from the lovely walmart staff, who I am sure were doing their best to curtail a possible lawsuit. Amanda was thrilled, as she had been eyeing a shirt just minutes before the fall. Maren was very patient but a little jealous, and Spencer by this time was screaming to get out of his stroller, which I know better than to let happen.
We made it back to the tire section only to find out they still weren't done, (I was told a 45 minute wait...yeah right). Then to find out we would need to replace the tire, as the nail is in the side wall, and can't be patched. Ahhhh!!!!
So wish me luck tomorrow when we head back there to actually replace the tire...hopefully it will go better this time.
Spencer ended the week with a bang, as he reached for a cookie, just as I took the pan out of the oven (he is so fast, and my back was turned to him. He ended up crying himself to sleep, after soaking his hand in ice water for over an hour...poor kid. I felt so bad. The next day he had huge blisters on two of his fingers and a several smaller as well. The blisters popped yesterday, and while that hurt, he hasn't complained too much. I just am watching closely to see that they don't get infected...little fingers are always into something or other!

So on a more positive note, we did spend some time at the pool...



it is very nice to have such nice facilities this close to our home.

I think Maren finally has learned most of her ABC's! I have worked my tail off trying to help her remember them, and I think we are close. She still confuses her "s" with the "c" and her "m" and "n". But for the most part she is getting it, and now is wanting to learn words! It is nice to see her so eager as well, I was hoping it would come sooner rather than later, so she has more confidence going into kindergarten.