Yes, I am still alive....

Holy cow! I can't believe it has been 4 months since I last posted something. Time has gone by so fast! The only reason that I am even writing though is because it is 12:50 am and I of course cannot sleep. Last night I read, the night before I prowled around on Facebook and so I decided to try something different tonight.
The reason for my sleepless nights?? My big fat belly! I can't seem to get comfortable. My hands go to sleep, my feet are usually achy and swollen and......my husband snores! (He has been laying on his back more often) I wish I could lay on my back because it used to help me a couple months ago but now I just feel like I am suffocating and the blood is all rushing to my head. Maybe this is all just good practice for when I have little Brody and he keeps me up all night. Speaking of him, I don't know when that little bugger ever gets any sleep. He is constantly kicking or doing what feels like somersaults in there.
I have about 5 1/2 weeks to go and then my doctor is going to induce me. We just have to wait and see how everything looks. That's if I even make it that long! That will be longer than I have ever carried a baby before. I had to start twice a week Non Stress Tests which are kind of a pain. They monitor the baby's heartbeat and any contractions for anywhere from 20 min to an hour. I have been having contractions and they have picked up on a few on the tests and have just told me to lay down more and drink lots of water.
I try to relax a little in the afternoons but we are still in the middle of football with all 3 boys and that won't end until sometime in November. It has been a very long 3 months for us. 3 boys...3 different practice times....3 games a week. Thank God Dennis has been home the last couple of weeks because all I felt like I did was climb in and out of the truck! It was "Mom's Shuttle Bus" from about 4:45 until 8:15 every week night. We don't even get to eat dinner until I get everyone rounded up, then I am rushing them so that they can go straight to bed. The good thing is that they are all having fun and I haven't heard one complaint from any of them. They are all doing so good and we are very proud of them.
I was really depressed for a while everytime I went shopping for baby stuff. The girl clothes are so dang cute and all the boy clothes have stupid fire trucks, puppy dogs and footballs on them. LAME! If I ever see another piece of clothing that says "Mommy's Little All Star" again I will scream! I have shopped every store around and I think I have found a few decent things though. I just need a room now! I have tried to nudge my Over-the-top Conservative, talk-radio listening, Fox News watching husband into finishing the room in the basement so we can juggle kids around and I might have him talked into doing it next weekend. All we need are some door knobs and some shelves so that Braxton can move in. Then Weston will be moving into Braxton's old room and Brody will get Weston's room. Simple enough right? Poor Garrett has to stay right where he is. He asked me yesterday why he had to have the room next to the baby because he would get woken up every time that he cried. All serious of course, I told him that it was because every time that Brody cried, he would need to get up and feed and change him and put him back to bed. He did not seem bothered by this and just simply said, "OK but I don't really want to change the poopy diapers. Can one of the other boys do that?" I told him, "No problem, just go and wake them up!" As he walked away he said, "I'm gonna be really tired at school." I thought it went so well that I didn't even bother telling him that I was just kidding.
I think Dennis is just putting it off because he doesn't want to have to put the crib together. When the crib got delivered at the house, he surveyed the box for a minute and said, "That's the crib? Do I have to put it together?" No of course not honey....I'm sure it comes fully assembled in that long flat box! Duh! I love that silly man to death but I think I might just go crazy if I have to ride with him in the pickup for any length of time and listen to his talk radio ever again. If it's not 'America Right' on XM then it is the Nascar Channel. There is one lady on Nascar that has a SERIOUS speech impedement and with how anal I am, it drives me so crazy I want to scream. I can't even focus on what she is saying because it stands out so bad. How can she even be on a talk radio show sounding like that! There is no music in this man's life... just talk. He is very well informed about everything going on in the world though, but don't ask him because it will turn into a very long and sometimes irrational conversation!
The boys all seem to be excited about their upcoming baby brother. Garrett and Weston have to kiss my stomach goodnight every day and they tell Brody that they can't wait to see him. Weston, bless his heart, has even volunteered to change all the diapers. What a good boy he is. I know they will really be alot of help. They are all so good with their baby cousins.
OK, I have approached the 2:00 a.m. mark where I go back to bed and try the sleep thing again. Hopefully I will be successful this time! It felt good to write a little update though. I hope it doesn't take me another 4 months to get around to doing it again!