Saving the Ta-Ta's

Last week was Team Cancer Challenge week for 7-A West Basketball. Bentonville chose to highlight breast cancer awarness and thus explosions of pink (we're talking pepto-bismal pink) spewed all through Tiger arena Friday night. Jason was able to get pink uniforms donated for all the players and the guy who makes the uniforms (a personal friend who's also a missionary in the Phillipines) threw in some extras: pink uni's for all the coaches kids and their wives. :) So yes - we were exploding with pink, too (I, being 9 months pregnant was "exploding" a tad more than the other moms!).
It was a fantastic, fun night, and we defeated Harbor for our first conference win in the final seconds (which, almost sent me into labor).
Here are some pictures of the cute kids in their uniforms. BTW, between the varsity coaches alone, there are 7 kids under the age of seven, with 2 in the womb - meaning during next years season there will be NINE tinies running around. Lord help us. :) A bystander made the comment at a recent game "Gee - it looks like a freaking daycare over there!". Yes. And daycare workers are welcome to apply. :)

Here are us Siloam folks that can't seem to sell our houses and move. (AKA, the varsity staff minus the Stadels and their 3 girls).

After games Lincoln just wants to be with his daddy - precious.
Lincoln and his buddy Mikaiah...they're the current youngest of the bunch.

Prepared????

I say that with a question mark because lately I have been hit with the reality that we will soon have another BABY IN THE HOUSE...I have spent the last few minutes re-reading through old post when Lincoln was born, suddenly remembering the constant feedings and fits (he had a gassy tummy for first 4 months) and the exhausting work it takes to care for a newborn. But sprinkled in the sleepless nights, crying fits (where you feel totally helpless!) and short (very short) naps, were the glimmers of wonder and unexplainable love that overwhelms with a new baby - your new baby. I'm all excited and nervous and feeling incompetent and unworthy to have such a blessing again, all at the same time. And the motto of Jason and I since we meet comes back to me...here we go!
My mom asked me last night if I'm getting nervous about the delivery and all. I told her not at all. I was never nervous about that with Lincoln for some reason. Hospitals don't bother or scare me at all. In fact, I remember looking forward to that part with Lincoln, because for a few days, I got to be completely immobile and let others take care of me (I was also stressed at work at the time). I know some people like to get in and out of hospital ASAP when having babies, but not me. If insurance says I can spend 2 nights, I'm staying 2 nights. :) Someone help me to the bathroom, bring me medicine and meals, change diapers and hand my little darling to me whenever he's hungry and watch him while I sleep? Yes, please.
I am still the most nervous about the same thing I was nervous about when I had Lincoln - the first months to follow at home. What will sleep be like? Will he be healthy? How will Lincoln react? How will he do breastfeeding? The last one is a concern to me because I did not produce enough milk with Lincoln and had to quit around 4 months. My goal is to go 9 months and I hope I can do more to produce more this time (tips and comments on this would be greatly appreciated for those of you that have ever had trouble producing adequate milk!).
And I'll leave you with this...I am in the full-mode of having labor dreams every night now. The latest? I went into labor on a porch somewhere and gave birth to a St. Bernard. Yes.

Farewell to the Mullet

Farewell to the hair. Today was another snow day. Another day with no school for Bentonville. Another day with my husband. Fabulous. But today - even in the ridiculously low temperatures, we got stir crazy and made our way to Fayetteville to eat lunch at Chili's and pick up the family portraits we've had at Hobby Lobby the past week getting custom framed (which look fabulous, by the way, and do wonders for the appearance of our dull walls).
Tonight, JBU played MANU (where Jason played) and I really wanted to go watch the game with him but did not want to get Lincoln out in this nasty cold again. So we decided to have Miss Ariane come babysit - who also happens to be a fantastic hair stylist - and hit her up for a double whammy: cut the baby mullet and watch the baby. :) So yes - Lincoln got his first haircut tonight. He did great. Was squirmy, but manageable. Here are some pictures of the event.


Lincoln's a hit among the lady's and I think he was scared this cut was going to be a damper on his moves.

Ha. He's looking at me like "Mom, seriously, is this necessary??" Don't worry. He got fruit snacks for his good sportsmanship.

And I'll leave you with a picture form this morning cause he was all smiles.

Gymnastics Fun

Today, before the next winter storm hits, Lincoln and I ventured out to Fayetteville to meet up with Aunt Amy. You see, my sister's forever been an incredible gymnast and jokes about turning Lincoln into one. So we went up to her gym before classes started and let the little guy cut loose - he was a FAN. He loved the big dance room with the loud dance music playing (no surprise there), but I think his favorite part was the foam pit. Amy would pick him up and jump into it and his face would light up! Amy was impressed with his ability to maneuver through the foam...she said a lot of the 4 year olds have a hard time doing it. We have a strong little fella. Here are some pictures:


He had to take a drink break half way through... Might I add, he fell asleep within seconds of being in the car. :)

Noah's "Nursery"

I have truly enjoyed seeing all my pregnant blogger friends' beautifully decorated nurseries for the little ones with all the intricate details...so now, without further ado, allow me to present you with a never-before-seen exclusive peek into the meticulously designed nursery of Baby Noah:

That's right folks. That's it. And it's location is none other than the beautiful, serene setting of our bedroom corner - Jason's side. My sweet husband took time last night to re-arrange our furniture in our bedroom instead of watching JBU play (thanks baby for indulging in my nesting instincts that were haywire last night!). Granted, Noah in the bedroom is completely temporary being that I do not sleep when there is a baby in the room, but when you're breastfeeding throughout the night, sleeping is minimal at best anyway and I'd like to save the trip of going to another room to get the hungry man.

SOOOO, for now, here's your little room, Noah. Your daddy thinks you're getting the shaft. :) At least you have a nice pretty blanket with your name on it (even if all the burp cloths I washed yesterday and put in your "dresser" there, have your brother's name on them). But hey - your little brother would KILL to get to sleep this close to mommy and daddy so consider yourself lucky.

35 Weeks with Noah!

Because of the snow that keeps lurking around these corners, I have gotten the pleasure of enjoying my husband way more than I am used to as a basketball coach in the peak of season - it has been FABULOUS. He told me this is how it would feel if he was an NBA coach. I could get used to that so I think I'll help him put a resume together pronto for the Celtics, maybe??
I had another doc appointment for Noah this afternoon and Jason got to accompany because of - remember, the snow? Yes. Fabulous. We got another great report: Noah was very active, is in the head-down, ready-to-bust-out position, I've gained a total of 25 pounds thus far with 4 weeks to go, and my blood pressure still remains low (I usually have extremely low BP, so when I'm pregnant it's actually normal). And since I'm at 35 weeks, you know what that means???!!! After next Wednesday, if i were to go into labor - no one's stopping it. :)

Just Because They're Too Cute

My sister took these at a recent Bentonville game...Papa and Uncle Na-Na teaching the little man how to play.
Better be careful Uncle Na-Na...daddy might not be so keep on the kicking sports :)