I'm Becoming My Mother

I just realized that I have two personalities. Like, I just realized this about 4 minutes ago. So there's Katrina and then there's Mom.

Katrina is me.

The Mom is that lady that cooks and cleans, tells the kids no, they can't have more cookies, to pick up their shoes and clean their rooms and all that other mom stuff.

I worry that while I'm Mom, my kids don't see me. When I sing the theme song to Spongebob opera style, they plug their ears. For some reason they don't appreciate how hilarious that is. Weird. But I especially worry that while I'm Mom, I don't convey enough how much I love them. In my defense however, they wouldn't tolerate me hugging and kissing them all day. So, do they just know?

A few weeks ago we were at my mom's house. When it was time to go, I sang, opera style, "Children! It's time to go! Please get in the van!" real singy-songy. I had a big cheesy smile on my face. Anders and Addie said, "Don't act like that!" I asked why, and they said, "It's too nice!"

Then I said, in an exaggerated grumbly voice, "Get out to the van!" They said, "Too mean!"

I asked how they wanted me to talk and they said, "NORMAL!" Normal. Normal would be the Mom. Down to business.

I'm wondering at what point my kids will see me and mom. Or, is this one of those, "your kids don't need you to be their friend, they need you to be their parent" sort of things? Do they need to see me?

When they catch glimpses of who their mother is besides their mom, I just hope they like me. Ya know?

My Little Slaves

Saturday morning chores bring families together.
We hate our vacuum. Any suggestions?

I'm Bored

Gosh, I'm so bored. Does that mean I'm boring? I've heard that bored people are boring.

The highlight of this last week has been this li'l box o' chocolates. Raspberry Cream, I love you... which is why I ate you.

So here's what's shakin':

• I've been released from teaching Gospel Doctrine given the current and upcoming circumstances. I'm not sobbing into my pillow about it at night, but I'm a little sad. I think it's a calling that everyone should have at some point. I learned a ton about the gospel, the scriptures, and myself.
• Nils, the KSL Classifieds stalker extraordinaire, bought a 60" HDTV today for $85. His baby the projector pooped out in July, so this is the replacement. I must admit, I have missed movie nights in the basement. We need a truck to haul the thing home. I'm sure Nils will soon find a way. He is gifted at getting what he wants. Truly gifted.
• I'm swollen. My face is fat, and that is a fact. It saddens me. I stumbled across this video the other day, and it gave me hope that I might look normal again one day. I'm also reminded that there should be no more composing and/or performing songs on my part.
  
• I'm scheduled to have a baby on December 1. Holy moly, that's in two weeks! It has been scheduled because I have a genuine fear of giving birth on the kitchen floor or Lehi Main Street. For real.
  
• Today at Target, I sat down in the aisle because standing was making me tired. That's the point I'm at. It was the toy aisle, so the girls were occupied.
  

And now, I'm all out of things to say.

Don't Judge

Nils says I look crazy in this picture.

The 64 oz. was only thirty cents more than the 32. How could I pass up that deal? I thought maybe a drink that big would make my belly look smaller. Meh.

Indiana Turkey

Anders had an assignment to disguise Tom Turkey so he won't get eaten for Thanksgiving. He wanted to dress the turkey as Indiana Jones. Harrison Ford, eat your heart out!

I LOVE the chest hair.

I'm just glad Nils was home to take charge of this one. Pretty sweet, huh?

(I made the whip, though- see how crafty I am?)

T Minus...

31 days! I have three bottles. I'm not ready.

Then I get kicked in the bladder,
or bend over to pick something up,
or try to put socks on and tie my shoes...
I was told the other day that I have "The Pregnant Nose".

I'm trying to enjoy this time, because I'm pretty sure I won't be doing it again. But boy-howdy, I'm ready to meet this little baby.

We should probably get that car seat sometime soon.