Someone.....anyone.....help me.

When I was pregnant with Lucas, I felt like a queen. Fabio was so attentive, so caring and so was everyone else. I felt like royalty. Everyone wanted to make sure I was alright and Fabio was the perfect husband. Then came Noah, and Fabio again did an excellent job taking care of Lucas and his pregnant wifes needs. He was on top of everything.

Now with baby #3.......not so much....  not the queen......not so much the princess....not so much of anything. He tries as much as he can. 

We were at a football game for Lucas the other day, the bleachers were full and there was no where to sit. I was with Noah and knew he needed to run around anyway and I walked over to the grass area with him. I told Fabio where I was going and he said OK. Noah started running around and I just stood standing but then got tired. I plopped down and as soon as my ass hit the floor I knew I would not be able to get up on my own again. I couldn't even sit Indian style, I couldn't stretch out my legs either. Oh man what a mistake this was I thought. Noah thankfully decided he was tired running around and sat next to me ripping grass with his hands and digging into the dirt. I didn't care at least he was near me. I was able to watch Lucas play thankfully. I kept moving my ass, legs and belly frequently tying to find a comfortable spot but couldn't. I sat there for at least   half an hour, I felt my ass numb. Then the game was over and Fabio calls out to me and Noah and says "come guys hurry up, come they are having food for everyone, come before it's all gone". Noah jumps up and runs to Fabio. Fabio picks him up and assumes I will be following. But I was still on the grass trying desperately to get myself up. There was nothing to hold on to, I tried to roll, go on my knees but bending them only got one ass cheek of the floor. Then I hear " Claud, where you at". Then sees me on the floor. Then he tells me to stop fooling around and come get food. I gave him the dirtiest look, literally dirty because somehow I had dirt in my face from the rolling around. He got the point and helped me up. I was like a bug on its back, couldn't get up without assitance. 

One morning we were rushing to try to get to church on time when I lay down on my bed and Fabio says "what are you doing, we have no time for a nap Claud ". I responded "it's the only way to put on my socks, I lay down, put my legs up on the air and put on the sock and pull it down". He was amazed on how I had created a way to put on my socks.  Desperate times calls for desperate measures. 

I walk....well actually I waddle.....everywhere holding Lucas with one hand and the other hand holds Noah I think of how am I going to hold the third. How am I going to push a stroller  then hold on to the other two. I guess you manage....somehow you have to. 

Pregnant with a third, working full time and having two kids already is hard. I don't know how women do it. But I know once our baby arrives, it will be harder than ever. Oh God help us.