Friday of New Years

Thursday night we told our parents - Mike did actually.

We told the boys about the pregnancy - they were so much more excited than we thought they would be. Full of questions (not the one we feared) and thoughts. Daron overflowed but even Ian was excited.

Some of these thoughts:

They immediately assumed it was a boy. When we explained it could be a girl - the boys seemed to think it would ask a lot of questions. When the boys thought about it being a aboy - then Daron said that Dorothy already "fills up all of Mommy's questions" so if it is a boy it will have to ask for "Daddy" "Daddy" with the other boys.


Later Daron was looking at my stomach - trying to figure out where the baby could be. Noticing my expanded chest - he said it looked like it could fit in there instead.


when we explained my belly would get far bigger, he said "Like Santa!"

When we told Rory a few hours later she said "why?" "where?" "I dont want a baby in my house" - she worried about drool.

Later when we spoke of it I said she could help me with the baby, help me pick out clothes etc. She said "not the cool stuff". She is certainly conflicted and worried but also confused. She is very attached to me and I am worried about her too. I hope and pray this turns out to be something more than wonderful for all of the children and for us.

Funny Rory

During benching when we say "cmo Avraham, Yitzcack and Yaakov..." she said "How about Asav?"


Tonight Grannie Annie and Saba Josh called about dinner and we asked the kids where they wanted to eat - Chinese or Chikies. The boys said one of each and Rory popped out behind Pappa and said "How about Mocha Blue"

Big Updates

Here's an update.

Daron had a biopsy (rectal) about two weeks ago. He did great.

Thursday, November 4th, I took a pregnancy test that was positive. My first reaction involves a curse word that doubles as the description of what we did to get here. Followed by two days of sheer terror which morphed into hope and fear tinged with excitment. Hard to separate nerves and emotions from hormonal insanity so I choose to blame the latter. Started getting even excited and then...

November 17 (one day less than a week after) we got a call that Daron has Hirschsrpung's disease. Vindication in knowing he has somethng - there is a reason for all of the screaming days, hours on the toilet- oy. But such sadness that maybe this could have been helped earlier. Frustrattion that doctors told us over and over to just do the Miralax. Resentment. Upset at self for not pushing harder(no pun intended) for testing. Faith that there is a reason we know only now. Hope that he will feel well and be all better.

Jewish Star Stories and Jersey Moms Blog

Much of what has been going on - has been chroniciled here and at http://thejewishstar.wordpress.com/?s=welfeld

http://jerseymomsblog.com/?s=itsmemommy


And itsmemommy.blogspot.com


ANd here:


http://itsmemommy.wordpress.com/

Literal Rory

Carpool - she was desparetly trying to figure out why I didnt bring her bathing suit for carpool.

We did a makeup class for her dance class because of the holidays. She was determined not to go because she did not want to wear makeup.

Today in the bath, she was playing with two plastic little dolls. They were talking about how deep the water was and she said something about ankles. I was only half paying attention. Then she asked me - "Mommy what is it called?" pointing to the bath- she said "ocean, no not ocean" "Bath" I said? "No, no," "Pool?" I offered.

"Yes, pool." She went back to her playing. The Mommy doll told the other - "Three ankles, its three ankles deep."

Oops- wrong body part- ankle replaced foot. That's funny to me. Funny enough that I did not correct her.

California Girl

Dorothy raises her hand and Bailey and Car point to her as someone who is leaving the next day.

She walks up to the stage with her two side pigtails. One flower color in each.

"What is your name?"
"Dorothy"
"I love that name."
"How old are you?"
"3 1/2"
"Where do you live?"
"California"

We burst out laughing so hard and couldnt stop. Mike's mom said she actually peed in her pants she laughed so hard.

She then went on to sing the ABCs perfectly and it was a true proud moment. She was a shaking and her heart was beating fast when she sat back down on lap, tears of adrenaline in her eyes. I told her it was just a joke she told about the California. And I am still laughing.

Car Shopping

Car Shopping

We took all of the kids minivan shopping on the day after hilton head - piling them in and out of vans at various car dealers. For some reason part of my test was how well the sales guys could deal with the kids. Toyota rocked it with a great sales man who began by shaking the kids hands. Maybe that's why Sienna seems to be winning out.

We were trying to teach the kids the finer points of negotiation. It didnt work so well when they raved about a car to the dealer but they did find it interesting.