Stalked by the Stork...a diary of raising 10 kids

Thirty three weeks and counting. No, not really counting. I am content where we are. I feel fine, I'm not overly uncomfortable and I have gained zero weight for this pregnancy. And that is totally fine since I started off so far overweight. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes this time (for the first time ever) so the low carb diet has probably contributed to the zero weight gain. Well, that and the ridiculous heat outside. Speaking of the heat, I feel like a hermit this summer. It's just so hot out there, and we don't have air conditioning in our 15 passenger van, so we tend to stick close to home. The kids would be miserable...if it weren't so hot, but as it is, they don't particularly want to get out and about either. Lots of movies, filling up our plastic pools out side (but even that doesn't last long) and lots of reading. I must confess to being one of "those moms"...you know, the ones who are already eager for school to start again. I know, I know, I couldn't wait for it to end becuase I was fed up with spelling lists, early mornings and too much homework. But now that has been replaced with yelling at teenagers to get out of bed at noon, constantly having the kitchen raided because someone is hungry...again and dealing with more than the average amount of chaos for the house.I'm so sick of kids arguing with each other, I could scream sometimes. Yesterday at breakfast, when Alexandria got the drinking cup that Isaiah was hoping for he quietly muttered under his breath "You suck, Ali." Only I guess he didn't really mutter it too far under his breath because I heard him and he had to leave the table. Later that morning, as Alexandria remarked how pretty she thought she looked, Isaiah informed her that she in fact, looked ugly. Oh boy. The twins start kindergarten this year, which is tough to even wrap my head around. Sydney got a spot in the pre-K program and Bree is on the waiting list. Potentially, I could have a couple weeks with only Mia at home full time. That is another thing I can barely contemplate. At the very least, I'll have half of my days with just Mia and Bree...until Sept 1st rolls around and then we'll have our new little one with us as well. He still has no name. We are narrowing our list, but as of now...no name. It's almost my favorite part of pregnancy- getting to do all the fun shopping that we need to get finished with before our little boy makes his appearance. This is that last time I get to do this, so the excited part of me wants to really have fun with it but the frugal part of me hates to spend money on things that will only be used for one baby. So I'm practicing moderation and sensibility- two traits that aren't always so natural to me! We have most major purchases saved from our other babies so we don't have anything large to buy- just mostly fun stuff...clothing, diaper bags, bath stuff, you get the idea. Ever since I fell in love with the art of garage saling- our baby will be outfitted super cute for pennies on the dollar. Who ever in our friends and family has a summer/early fall baby after us will be very well prepared after we pass all this stuff down! In other trivial bits of news, Mia is obsessed with Yo Gabba Gabba. She watches the same four episodes On Demand through Charter as often as we'll let her. She knows all the little robots names and all the songs. It's super cute and a bit annoying- she can get very distressed if we tell her she can't watch an episode right now. She is currently cuddled up in my bed between us watching the "Bugs" episode. Jack and Manny are both having friends spend the night so the littles are having a sleep over with Mommy and Daddy in our room so they might actually sleep! So far not so much though. Hopefully they'll drift off soon. I can't take much more Yo Gabba Gabba.