New Arrival

Welcome to the world.

Matthew Coey is here.

He was 7 lbs 10 oz.

Mom is doing good.

Dad is doing good.


And big brother is great!

Procrastination Queen

Every time I check my blog I think about all these posts that I need to do. Not for anyone's reading pleasure but to keep up with our lives since I don't scrap or journal like I should!

Pics of Steves play
Conner's soccer
A belly pic of me
Conners preschool graduation
Father and Sons campout
Preschool cowboy day
Furniture and cleaning (too bad I didn't take better before and after pics)
Etc. etc.

And I think oh, I will do it tomorrow.

I have one problem...only one tomorrow left until baby day so I guess I better finally do it today!

Preschool graduation

It was an exciting day to watch my baby have a "preschool graduation". I was a little sad because we didn't get very good pics inside.

But it was quite darling. They sang songs about everything they had learned that year. One for letters. One for numbers. One for manners. One for opposites...etc. etc.

Conner made a new best little friend too...his name is Nicholas.

Steve and Conner first

Here it is...a first for both my boys...and a first for me...and a first for our christmas gift.
My dad invited Conner to go to his father and sons campout. So away they went.

They took our new Christmas tent because bompa, nate and Jordan were going too...and thanks to Bompa and Bomma in the first place...ours was the biggest tent. I heard that Conner was really excited to sleep in the tent. And best of all he told me "Mom, the sleeping bags have pillows." Don't ask me...but at any rate he thought it was great.

Conner had been begging Bompa to take him fishing. The only thing Conner caught was a tick!


Mom thankfully survived the worry of who was going to fall in the creek (Conner) or burn themselves with scout water (Steve)...
Thanks grandpa for the invite!

Cowboy day

At preschool they had a cowboy day. Conner said, "But mom, I want to be darth vader." I said, "at halloween"....

He was excited after we found this getup.

Conners Soccer

Conner played soccer again this year and loved it!


He also loved having dad as coach. Here is a pic of part of the team.

Play visitors

We had a lot of people come and support Steve in the play.

I wish we could have gotten pics of everyone with him. Because this was kind of fun.

Conner went twice, once with Bomma and bompa and once with Benji's family and Hadley and Hunter and Rozy and Gma Dorothy.

I went three times. Once with my family, once with Steve's family and then the last night with Conner.

Here's a few pics assembled together!

Counting down..

I should post a pic of my belly. But I don't know if I am brave enough. Maybe if we cut off my head so I don't have to admit it was me at some later date!
With less than two weeks to go until my due date...I am beginning to feel pregnant.

But that could be because my internal furnace decided to kick in on the hottest days of the year so far...causing sleep to be most elusive especially since I was feeling too cheap to turn on the A/C. I did change my mind about that last night though and slept much improved with my A/C blasting.

Or maybe it is because none of my pants want to stay up. It is very exhausting to keep pulling my pants up...all day long. Yesterday I wore a pair of Steve's basketball shorts and a big t-shirt---all day--it was quite a relief just in the energy required to keep ones pants up. I think he has 5 or 6 pairs so I could probably get away with not washing AND being comfortable for another week or two. As long as I didn't care too much how I looked.

Then again, it could be the frequent, but alas not regular contractions. Or the constant trips to the bathroom, yet again.

At any rate, if I am lucky and keep dilating a little on my own, the doctor said he would start me a couple of days early. That would mean next week (ahhh, don't know if I am ready) I would know at my appt tomorrow but he was totally full so I have to wait until Friday to decide about induction. Silly doctors that only work 3 days a week.

I have had inductions with both my other kids. One was a breeze...the other, not so much. So the induction part doesn't make me nervous. However, I would rather wait a couple of days if it makes a difference between repeating the first scenario or the second.

Wish us luck!

Happy Endings

We (and I use that term most generously even though Steve was the only "official" participant) are done with the play.

I have now regained my role as Steve's "feather duster."

Conner is happy to have daddy home, preferably without his French accent.

And I am grateful to not have a dilemma every night about whether or not I should go to bed so I am not a cranky wife or stay up and be a more supportive wife ...

Hopefully there will be pics to come! Thanks to all of you who came and supported us (there's that plural term again)!

Connerisms and Steve's play

Well, we are down to the last show of Steve's play. It is tomorrow night.
Steve's family came and went to it on Friday night. We had a fun time and Conner was proud of himself for taking care of baby Evie and I was proud of him for staying home to do it!

We had more adventures into the "frankness" of young children and I think I am safe to tell the following story because I don't think the person in it has the internet and everyone else who does is smart enough to just read and giggle and then not pass it along.
Steve's grandparents came earlier in the day and played with Conner. We they got out of the car. There was the traditional rumblings coming from Grandma. After a few minutes of this, Conner came over and not so quietly whispered, "Mom, I think she has gas." I quickly tried to quietly explain that that happens sometimes and that he should just go play.

At this point, we had quite a few people at our house, including my two brothers, sister and dad who were there to help my sister move home for the summer. Apparently, Conner and my little brother were close when again the rumblings started. He told my brother, "Don't worry. I just don't think she knows how to say 'excuse me'."