Sleepless...

It's been about three weeks since I've been able to go to sleep and STAY asleep. Oh, how I want to sleep! I wake up at the slightest movement of myself or spouse, or the heater turning on, or simply my own thoughts buzzing on and on! It's not so much the "my belly is so fat with baby I can't get comfortable" type of insomnia, it's more of "my mind won't shut up, or shut off!" I figured since I had so much on my mind I'd blog and put down on "paper" what's on my mind...

My husband has one more shot at improving his DAT score for dental school admissions. Does he take the $1,600 DAT prep course (one class)? Everyone keeps saying, "Do all that you can!" Okay?! If it doesn't work out are they going to fork over the thousands we spent "doing all we could" in student loans because now he's not going to be able to get a job to pay back the debt of "doing all we could?" Or do we credit card it, or do I go back to work and shove Coleman in daycare, aside from pawning our possessions, just to "do all that we can?!" His scores right now are pretty competitive, but we heard this year (for some odd reason) was unusually competitive at OU, so as of yet, all the schools he applied to have rejected him.

How much baby weight am I going to gain? How will the rest of this pregnancy compared to my first?

How many times is my buddy going to crawl out of bed and come wake me up so I can help put him back to bed and snuggle with him for a while. I think the big-boy bed is a little intimidating. On average the past week he has woke me up 3 times per night (yes I'm counting). And I can bank on the fact that one of those hours will be 6am, his before 18 month arising time, that has now come back to haunt me. If I actually fall asleep with him I can get another hour or two out of him before my day really starts. I seriously think anything before 8am is an unrighteous hour!

Ants! How do I get rid of those darned ants that show up in little groups in my CLEAN and TIDY house?! ARGH! I spray lethal poison, that doesn't work. I use vinegar spray, that doesn't work (even thought every natural remedy for getting rid of pests will swear by it). I clean, and sweep, mop and vacuum, that doesn't work. They are so persistent! It's like...I open one cupboard to find it ant free, only to find later in my morning 4 or 5 little visitors in my bathtub! WHAT!? You aint gettin no bath! Any thoughts on these southern style pests!? I've never had a problem with them until last semester when we got several new neighbors. I think they might be the culprits! In an apartment, if your walls touch and you have a messy neighbor, most likely, you will get pests! Ew, my skin is crawling!

Why is it when I lay down at night I feel my body aches SO MUCH MORE than during the day. It's like my body is decompressing, but hurting in the process. You know that feeling? I finally get comfortable and every little ache begins to release itself, until I stay up thinking about it or toss and turn until completely exhausted. Well, I'm not letting it win tonight. I'm just going to completely ignore those aches and stay up blogging! Who knows what's in store once I do decide to try and sleep again.

Am I going to have to teach Relief Society, again, on Sunday?

What pictures am I going to have fun with next on my PICASA program? I was laying in bed with my eyes closed, trying to sleep of course, but I was picturing all the cool things I could do with some early baby pics of Coleman. I love that program! I was making an internal list of all the pics I have to revisit on PICASA.

WOW, so far, not a visit from the buddy, which means maybe tonight I'll be able to get at least 3 hours in before he awakes! Now that it's three in the morning, I'll attempt to put my mind at rest!

Dominic

It's a boy. We decided on the name Dominic Alan. Dominic is the name of a young Italian kid that was at an alternate high school that Chris and I were counselors at. He was an amazing kid, and we told him we were going to name our first son after him. He was all smiles when we told him. He became a great friend. However, when we got pregnant with our first boy we decided to hold off on Dominic and name him Coleman after Chris' father. I actually didn't know the name had already been used as middle names in the family, until after we moved here to OK, but when we saw the little buddy we knew he was a Coleman. So, we feel good about this boy being named Dominic. Alan is my husbands middle name, after his Uncle that died in infancy, so we'll keep that one going. My siblings aren't crazy into keeping family names going, but I am. I know that we are obsessed with the band MUSE and their drummer is also named Dominic, but that's not the real reason behind the name...although it is pretty sweet! So, here is one little picture of his whole body, from the back. I have the pic to prove it's a boy, but you don't really need to see it. So, that's the news!

 

He's a cool dude!

 

All done

 

The holidays are finally over. The Goodman Christmas in Utah consisted of a 2 week stay for us, visiting the ever beautiful Temple Square, a Cook Christmas party, a Christmas Eve tradition of either fondu or something of the sorts (this year we did gormet carmel apples), meeting my grandma Cook's fiance, Henry, sledding with the Colebuddy for the first time, Chris making his first snowman, playing cards with the brothers and mom, teacing Coleman to ride his new tricycle from Grandma Debbie, caravaning with my sister and her little family back to Oklahoma, taking them to the historical Fort Worth stock yards (my old mission stomping grounds), and ended with the Goelz Christmas party that was put off until Jan 10th. Whew! Even though it was quite the whirlwind of activity, it was the best. Family is the best part of the holidays for me. I got to see so many relatives and best of all, Coleman got to play in the snow...and he understood it this time around. Sledding, not so much, but just playing outside in the white and bitter cold surroundings, yeah! And then there's the big goodbyes of "Don't know when we'll see you next, but love you!" I hate that part of visiting family. If only everyone lived closer! My mom is the best grandma ever. She plays and plays and is so creative. We had a blast! You can tell she loves her grandkids. I feel bad that Coleman is missing out.... but...

Sledding

Snowtime

Temple Square

 

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