Week 22- Feelin' the Love

Well week 22 started off better than the previous.  Mom and I took our weekly photo.  This time, in the baby's room.  Please notice who is paying attention and following dads directions.  

                                            

This week was all about feeling the love from those we love.  First, we received some adorable gifts!  Auntie Bridgett sent my sister some adorable clothes.  I think she is so excited for her first niece.  Auntie Bridge looks out for me because my mom couldn't find a way for me to be able to try on these clothes, they were just too tiny!  Oh shucks.  (Thanks lady)

Then, Auntie Nicole left us a special delivery on the porch one day.  Sadly, mom found a way for me to wear this one.  Go figure.  (Don't worry dad, you just keep playin your CoD in the background while I get to try on girl clothes.  One word...KARMA)

Mom and I agree that seeing all these cute clothes sure makes the arrival of my baby sister seem SO much more real!  We both can't wait to see if she looks more like her or me.

This week was hopefully the end of all the snow.  Mom and I still walk every day together, but it sure does take her a lot longer to get her butt in gear for us to go out.  She wears two of everything.  Two pants, two shirts, two socks, two hats.  Seriously.  Me, nothin.  So you could see why she almost has a mental breakdown when she's all ready to leave and then has to go pee.  (I mean, legit tantrum)  So, just before the snow melts away my dad had something fun in mind.  Build me a snowman!  As he put it "every boy needs a snowman".  Which I agree.  I meant to tell him "every boy needs a normal snowman, not some weird 4-headed creature" but, who can fault the guy.  Plus, he loves me so I just zip it.  Here is me, my dad, and my snowman:

Then the real fun began when mom, dad, and grandpaw began my sisters room.  The pretty furniture got delivered on Saturday and about 18 seconds later dad told mom to pick a paint color because he's buying paint today.  Those that know my dad know how much he loves his movies and video games, so mom was shocked that he was so adamant about starting the nursery.  So, painfully, she quickly picks paint just in time for my grandpaw to come out for a trip to the dreaded Home Depot.  The paint picking went well, because this part involved mom.  The choosing of the wood was a different story.  (I think it's because mom wasn't involved in this decision).  Dad and grandpaw sure had a lot of math to calculate to make sure things were just right.  Here they are hard at work....  (the cart won't fill itself boys).

What seemed like hours later, they finally come home with all their goodies and the painting begins!  Well, that's the way my dad wanted it.  Get paint, get a roller, paint.  Grandpaw on the other hand is a man with a plan.  So, after an hour of the man-planning, the painting begins!  Dad thought it was a race.  If it was, he won.  Let the repainting begin the next day too!

What a good team.  (Note- you won't actually see me pictured here because mom didn't want me near the paint fumes.  She also took herself to get a massage in hopes of avoiding them too)  

They made some great progress!  That night my mom and dad kept talking about how thankful they were to have such a great handyman to help out with this project.  The things dads will do for their daughters.  I think a nice portrait of me would look quite lovely on this wall.   

This week is just a snippet of how much mom, dad, and I feel the love from others.  My Grammie got busy planning a baby shower for mom, my Aunt Amber bought out the girls clothing section at TJ Maxx, and my Grandma Myers got a spectacular delivery with my sisters bedding.  One thing is for sure, this girl sure is spoiled already.  

So, we had a fantastic week and are SO very thankful for our family and friends.  I sure as heck was most thankful for my momma when she finally got home from work and freed me from being stuck A-L-L day long.  For the second time.  

-Love, Nelson

Dominated Week 21

Poopy Start
Mom says we are 21 weeks along and I think this picture is an indication of the kind of week I had in store.

I got the stomach bug (or so she thought) and it just makes my mom so nervous.  We went to the vet and come to find out all the snow storms have led me to have an upset tummy because of the salt! (mom is supposed to be the one eating more salt these days, not me)  I normally like the vet, until they put on a glove.  Which is why I headed towards the door.  My mind-tricks did NOT make this thing open.

So there I am, mom, me, and the vet with the glove.  (You can assume what happened next)  The vet told me that I need to be washing my paws off every time I come in from a walk when there is salt in the street because it upsets my stomach.  (Which is every day because I have a rock star mom).  So, lesson learned and my week got better.  I even started helping mom out because she can't lift me into the bathtub when dad isn't home...so I hopped in myself.  I too, am a rock star.  

She's Losing Her Mind

This week was also the made up holiday, Valentine's Day!  Mom and I went to CVS the day before so she could get dad a card and some Reeces.  She said she was also going to get him a PS4 but I have yet to see that.  She wanted to get him one last toy before June.  Are we going to have a toy shortage that I'm not aware of??  Anyway, she goes into CVS fine and comes out with tears in her eyes....luckily laughing (but you never know these days).  I heard her laughing to Aunt Jodi on the phone.  She said she went to the check-out, greeted the guy, gave him her card, paid, and then momentarily got distracted.  When he went to give her the receipt she looked up at him and shouted "HI!!" at the poor guy.  She said the guy starred at her and she walked off embarrassed.  She does crazy stuff like that these days. Forgets things, gets upset, laughs at nothing, the list goes on and on.  Luckily this hasn't impacted me...yet.  

Valentine's Day

Then came Valentine's Day which is also my Grammie's birthday.  I sent her a card telling her how much I miss her.  I hear she is coming back in March to clean our house.  Oh, and to host a baby shower too.  Can't wait!  

Today my dad and I spoiled my mom a bit.  He sent her a delicious box of chocolate covered strawberries to work.  Mom was so excited to get a gift she could eat but even more excited that dad took the time to look up her address at work.  Impressive.  When she got home she also found a card in her purse from none other than me.  (Don't tell her but my Aunt Jodi helps me in this department.  She still thinks I'm sneaking to the card store though).  Mom loved it and felt so happy that we made her feel special.  I think she must still be working on my Valentine because I haven't gotten anything yet....

Dad said there is just so many "lasts" going on.  Like the last Christmas without a baby and this was the last Valentine's Day.  I hope the holidays don't disappear when this baby comes!  I love Halloween!!

NFM and BBB Domination

On Saturday my mom and dad left to go shop for my baby sister.  Normally when they leave they give me a kiss and say, "see you in just a little bit" but today they left out the "little bit" part so I knew I was in for a long day on the couch.  

They first started at the furniture mecca, Nebraska Furniture Mart.  Mom said they were on a mission (as she always is when she shops) and boy did they do good.  They were there 20 minutes and they had three cribs picked out.  Mom got a little overwhelmed so dad walked her through the tricky decisions. What crib, what color, what dresser, and boom...they were done!  That does not often happen with my mom and her decision making.  They decided on this number which I think will look quite nice.  

Just when she thought it was time to go, dad suggested they walk around and look at the kitchens.  Mom caught on to his sneaky ploy...the kitchens are placed right near the electronics, fool.  Strangely enough she found herself in front of the 80" and 70" TVs.  Luckily dads temporal lobe has firmed up and he noticed those would be too big in our house.  Myers 1, NFM 0...total domination.

Their next stop was to Anxiety Baby, or better known as Buy Buy Baby.  (I prefer a nice trip to Brookside Barkery if you ask me).  They decided to add some stuff to the baby registry.  Mom did a lot online so dad wouldn't be too overwhelmed and so he would't click a lot of the stuff that she hated.  Don't worry, that still happened.  The three things dad wants on the baby GIRL's registry are a mustchifier, a set of blue dog onsies, and a camo diaper bag.  In his defense, he wants the onsies because they have doggies on them and he loves me so much.  That guy:)  Myers 1, BBB 0...total domination.  7 hours later, they came home to a very eager ME!  

Room Cleaning

As if mom wasn't tired enough from today's vicotories, dad decided he wanted to start cleaning out the baby's room.  Since mom can't lift, us boys took care of the heavy hauling for her.  Since I don't have thumbs, dad was in charge of the screwdriver.  (hmmmm, notice how the screwdriver is actually not in use).

Once we got the room all cleaned out we took a break in this quiet room.  Mom says it won't always be this quiet in here.  Not sure what kind of ragers she plans on throwing because I sure enjoy the peace.

Although the week started off poopy I do feel like we sure accomplished a lot.  Mom and dad seem happy which always makes me so happy.  Now we are in to week 22 and I can't wait to see what she has in store for me.  Where to  next my lady!?

  -Nelson

 

Nesting

I was so excited to hear that my mom had a snow day today!  I thought this meant we would spend our day together snuggling on the couch watching the latest episode of Downton Abbey, but nope, not a bit.  She was talking to my Grammie about "nesting".  Not sure of this concept but she seems to run around the house starting a lot of projects in a frenzy.  Today she worked on what is called "The Baby's Room".  (Get in line sister, I've been here 4 years and still don't have my own room yet).  So far she's gotten so many cute gifts for the baby and they just pile up...after they have found their way on me first.  Today, she cleaned out the closet and started to get all this cute stuff out of the boxes.  Dang this girl is already spoiled.  I can't wait to see the first and last picture of this closet.  Oy.

My dad came home early because my mom kept nagging him to get his behind home in this weather.  We are so glad he's home this year for the major snow storms.  Last year he was gone during the winter and my poor mom had to shovel and walk me in awful weather.  (see why I love her so much?)

Watching her all day sure made me exhausted.  

-Nelson

The Beginning of a New Chapter

I know it sounds rather odd for a dog to start a blog (which rhymes btw), but as I had mentioned, my mom has a lot to do with growing a baby, browsing Pinterest for nursery ideas, and researching anything with the word "organic" and "baby" so she really doesn't have a lot of time to actually blog.  Since I love my mamma so much and I am home all day just watching the birds (literally), I figured why not help the lady out.  So, I'm going to do my best to put into words what I know she would like to write about.

Her idea to blog came once we found out we were expanding the family.  I actually had the privilege of being the first to know...sorry dad, but you weren't home, and I'm always with this lady.  Mom told me she was having a baby, started shaking, and told me I was going to be such a good big brother.  I looked at her and wondered why none of those things sounded like "want to go outside" or "would you like a treat".  But she was smiling so big I figured that meant whatever she was talking about was going to be just as exciting.  Then the news spread fast.  Dad came home, mom told him, and he started laughing.  Mom FaceTimed Grammie, she excitedly said some words I cannot repeat and also started laughing.  Grandpaw and Kathy came over not too long afterwards and she told them too....they got tears and huge smiles.  From what I understand, dad slipped and told Grandpa Myers at lunch and then they called my Grandma Myers and she started shouting on the phone.  Whatever this "we are having a baby" business is must be really funny and exciting!

On Thanksgiving my mom got really sick and dad took her to the doctor.  While she was there they got to see the baby.  They came home and showed me this picture.  Pretty neat...I think the baby is waving at me.  Luckily mom and baby were okay.  Funny story: A few weeks later I saw my mom almost drop a pair of scissors on her toes.  Dad said, "Be careful, you are going to cut off your toes!".  The he paused and said, "wait I bet you would like that, then you could go to the ER and get another sonogram".  My mom just smiled.  Dad knows her too well.  

Soon, I started to get my picture taken each week with my mom.  

Since most of my family and friends were hearing of this news it was time for my mom to tell her students.  She sent them on a scavenger hunt around school.  The kids know me so well because mom talks about me all the time and I go to visit when my schedule allows, so it only made sense that I was part of the reveal puzzle.  The students were really excited....because they thought my mom was getting a new puppy.  Uh no, that would not fly with me.  

Finally the day came that my mom and and were so excited for...to find out what kind of baby they are having.  (If I know what I'm talking about then I think there are only two options here).  Ever since the beginning my mom thought it was a girl (she had several dreams about it).  Dad thought it was a girl too... "Well I'd like a boy for the obvious sports reason but I'd like a girl for the whole father/daughter relationship that everyone talks about".  Uh dad, newsflash, girls can play sports.  So off they went.  But before they left they had me predict what I thought it was.  I tried to keep my options open so I layed in the middle just to be safe.  

I think my dad's face says it all here.  He is shocked!!  

Mom said they both just started laughing.  I overheard my mom say that she could tell it was a girl based on the baby's skull. Probably some weird theory she looked up for weeks in advance.  She brought home the pictures for me to see.  I'm no expert but are they sure it isn't an alien??

So there ya have it, I'm gonna have a sister!  And I'm already being dressed up.  In pink.  Bibs.  

And incredibly small socks.  

And I still get my picture taken every week.  

Now my mom and dad talk about names, nursery ideas, and search for hours for the best baby products.  And I'm sure I get to try out all her stuff before she gets here in June.  Lucky me.