We decided to beat the heat today by swimming! Yes, the 91 degree April heat. Bring it.

This was Z's first time in a kiddie pool and I dare say she loved it. She didn't even knock down the other baby, which I was quite worried about. I love slathering the chick with sunscreen and squeezing her into little toddler swimsuits. There is something so cute about a baby ready to swim!! And, it effectively entertains her for an entire afternoon! I love her. I could eat her chubby little sunscreened thighs right up.

For fun, here is Z on April 3rd, 2010:


And a year later, here she is today:


In other news, here is a picture of me and my huge 28ish week old baby:


I failed my first GD test so I have to go Tuesday and take another one. I have to drink the disgusting drink AGAIN only this time I have to have my blood drawn 4x (count it, 4!) instead of just 1 and the whole process takes 3 hours, at least. Oh brother. I feel worried that I could actually have GD because I'm measuring so big for my due date, which I know is right! But God-willing, the test will just be a waste of a morning and nothing more. I think my hormones are ranging crazy out of whack lately becuase I feel so uncomfortable and tired! I have almost no positive attitude about being pregnant for 3 more months and I feel bad for poor Mateo who continually listens to my complaints. It is just so different the 2nd time around! It doesn't help that lately Z has had trouble going to sleep and she keeps waking up in the middle of the night demanding to either rock or come to bed with us. Rocking is tricky as I no longer have a lap and her in our bed is a little nuts too because between all the people (born and unborn) and pillows there isn't much room there either! Plus, she does this thing when she is falling asleep where she kicks her feet and turns all over the place -- mostly directly into her little sister! What a chicken. This pregnancy is really drawing out the selfish in me...I realize it, I do! I'm even incredibly blessed to have a hubs who has a really flexible schedule and who helps a TON! And I live in a comfortable home, have tons of support and a great healthcare system available to help me in my time of need. God is good, really! I should work on perspective and realize how good I have it, especially compared to women who ride motorcycles to deliver their babies in 3rd world countries when they are already dilated to a 10!!! See here: Missionary I love.

The end of my rant. I'm posting at the end of the day again...never a good idea. :) I leave you with a picture of my silly girl... she loves wearing these glasses! They belong to a teddy bear who lives in her room and never gets any love from her (Z isn't really into stuffed animals). Poor blind oso.