Before I start this new post I have two Dalton stories that actually happened on my birthday and the other three days later on my brothers birthday.
Dalton has really been into birthdays. He knows the order of birthdays for Jed, him, Stella, my dad, brother, mom, and myself and will start singing the "Happy Birthday" song randomly. We were waiting in the car at the base for Jed to finish something and he started singing the birthday song with my brother's name in it and I told him that my birthday wasn't over yet. He seemed bummed. I told him I was very excited for his "Pirate party" he was going to have for his birthday. His response was "I don't want pirate party. I want pink party".
Oh bother! He was set on that few days!
Second, we called my brother to wish him a happy birthday and let Dalton sing to him. After the song Dalton started singing the "Skinamarkiny Dinky Dink" song (Skinamarkiny dinky dink, Skinamarkiny dinky do I love you.) and he decided to sing it "Skinamarkiny dinky dink, skinamarkiny do I don't love Baby Stella".
He also has said "Stella go live with her mommy" and "Don't want baby Stella live here".
I hope he warms up to the idea before she comes!
I'm going to just put this out there.
When I was pregnant with most of the time I felt really good about my body. I was one of those women who felt cute and attractive (to my hubby) pregnant. I'm guessing I felt this way because I only gained 11 pounds and everywhere but my stomach got smaller.
I'm not going to point out the areas that I am obsessing over because this post and no other post is about that. I'm just being honest. It's taking a lot to post pictures of myself when I feel so self conscience about things. I feel bad for this sweet baby. With Dalton we took a picture every week and with her I think I've taken 5 weekly shots.
It doesn't matter what I think about myself I have two sweet boys that I live with that tell me daily how they feel about me. I'm grateful for them!
Dalton will play with my hair and say "I loves yours hair mommy!", "I love you so much", "Mommy you so pretty". I try to forget the times he tells me "Mommy your bummy is so big!" :O)
In this picture he wanted to stick his tummy out like me.
Later this day, St Patty's Day, we went to the Miller's house and had dinner with the Millers and the other Millers. It had been a long time since getting together and playing games. It was great! I am grateful for good friends that we can laugh with and newer friends that we can get to know better. :O)
Oh my gosh! Haha! Dalton is so funny. I'm sure he'll very much love his new baby sister, but how funny that he is so vocal about his current state of not-so-excitement. It's so cute though, because of just how innocent it is, hehe. :)
ReplyDeleteOH! And Kera Butler, you are beautiful! You are made in God's image, and He is beauty incarnate! Just remember what He says about you. I had a friend who dealt with body image issues, and she got to a point where she just ahd to look at herself in the mirror every day and said "I am beautiful, I am worthy, I am victorious, I am God's creation" as many times a day as she needed to until she believed it. She is one of the most confident people I know!
ReplyDeleteYou are Gorgeous, Kera. Great updates- I'm sure Dalton will love his little sister when she comes.
ReplyDeleteOh I remember that fun, fun game night. Miss playing with you guys.
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