Cavities

Bella struggles to brush her teeth regularly, so we have frequent conversations about cavities. Here is our most recent one this morning:

Bella: "Mommy, what are you doing?"
Me: "Honey, I'm brushing my teeth, so I don't get cavities."
Bella: "Yeah, but I don't need to brush my teeth."
Me: "Well, you probably should. And get your yucky breakfast off."
Bella: "Well, I like cavities. They are nice."
Me: "No, they aren't. They hurt your teeth and put ugly holes in them."
Bella: (pretending to be her barbie in her hand) (high pitched voice) "Yay! Cavities! Cavity you are my friend."
Me: (laughing)
Bella: "Oh no! There's a cavity on my nose! I have to sneeze! Aaahhh chooo!"

I'm not sure if I got the message across. I couldn't help but laugh.

It's a girl!

We just found out that we will be expecting another GIRL! in January. I am so relieved. Little boys intimidate me. =)

What makes Bella special

Aaron: "No, Bella you can't take that in the living room."
Bella: (aside) "I hate it when Daddy says 'no' to me." (walks back in living room)
Bella: "Daddy, I'm going upstairs to my room, by myself, and I'm going to talk about what makes me special, and I'm not going to tell you about it."
Aaron: (suppressed laughter)
Bella: "Mommy, what makes me special?"

Old lady leg

On Tuesday night, after walking around the mall for many hours, Aaron and I decided to hang curtain rods (It was the best effort we have had in many weeks I daresay). But all of a sudden, my right leg started KILLING me. I look down and there are these red streaks across my right calf muscle. I'm not going to lie. It scared me. Especially after reading in all my lovely doctor books that I probably had a deep vein blood clot and would probably die if it detached and went to my lungs (did I mention I had been massaging it?).
So, after talking to the midnight nurse on call, I had to go to the ER. After hours of waiting and praying, we got the good news- no clot! We never really got a diagnosis, but I have a feeling it had to do with a combination of being on my feet all day, expecting baby #3, and sciatic nerve pain. It still hurts, mildly. . . but not as much as sleep deprivation and $150 peace of mind. Praise God!

On a side note- I guess you never really get warnings for things like that. You are going along, and then POW! Something interrupts your life which might end it. It's at times like those when I am so thankful for prayer, God, and family. (Thank you Nana and Hubby)