Walk-N-Ride

Okay, so we have purchased several toys for Dakota for his first Christmas as well as his first birthday. However, it always seems like these toys seem to be taken over by my oldest son.. I noticed that Dakota was pushing our chairs around the house like he was using a walker. (Not the kind where they sit in them). Anyway, the next day I took him to daycare... and he beelined for the walk-n-ride that she had there. She told me that he pushes it around all day. Obviously I decided that he had to have one. I had never really seen him take an interest in one thing. Therefore, I decided he needed it. In addition, I've also noticed that he's constantly try to steal Dustin's shoes and put them on ihs own feet. So, this weekend was more about satisfying Dakota's needs than anyone else's. Of course once I brought home the walk-n-ride it has been a constant struggle to keep Dustin off of it so that Dakota can play with it. It is seriously too small for Dustin but that doesn't stop him from riding it. Dakota loves to walk behind it and ride it. It's so adorable I had to take some pictures. I also took a video and you can see that Dustin jacks it as soon as Dakota got off. So typical of how things happen here in the Duke household. :P

Look at that smile.

It makes cool sounds.

Reaching for the sky... or the fan. :)

Dustin had just come over and given Dakota a hug. AWWWW.

Dustin was pretending he was a plane.

Look at THAT face.

I'm moving now.

Upclose pic of the spiffy new shoes... which of course Dakota adores. He loves them!! He was staring at his feet for like a half hour when we first bought them. :)

Doing tricks.

Again with the sounds. :)

Darrell's Bday Dinner

On June 19th, 2010 we all went to Red Lobster to celebrate my husband's 35th birthday. I only took pictures right before we were seated, but I figured I would post them here despite that. We got pictures with all four of the Duke's. (My husband and his three boys). My children and my step-son. Of course my Dad was also in attendance because he's at every important occasion. Darrell's friend Scott also joined the special event. :) We had a wonderful time despite the exurberant bill. :)

Scott and Dylan.

Darrell and Dustin.

Grandpa and Dakota.

Get ready for the 'D's... Dylan, Darrell, Dakota, and Dustin... did I mention my Dad's name is Dale? lols.

Again with Dylan, Darrell, Dakota, and Dustin.

Dustin's Bday Party

So, I'm extremely late in posting this because I was so late in loading the pictures from my camera onto my computer. On Saturday May 15, 2010 we celebrated Dustin's fourth birthday. It was definitely hard to believe that four years ago on May 8th, 2006 I gave birth to my first beautiful little boy. He's been such a pleasure and such a joy for the past few years. I'm incredibly lucky to hae been blessed to have him in my life. He has such an amazing spirit. He is so much fun to be around and frequently makes me laugh. His birthday party was a Bobot (Transformers) theme and he loved everything about it. He definitely loved his Bobot gifts. Michelle, Alena, and my Dad all came out to help us celebrate. Here are some of the pictures from his big day.

Dustin opens up Bumble Bee present... (that's a Transformer).

Bumble Bee... he LOVES this toy.

Opening some markers.

Found more presents. :)

Michelle and Alena.

Opening presents.

Bobot theme.

Blowing out candles on the Bobot cake.

Jack in the Box

So, tonight I was on the phone with my sister which was fun. She was telling me that she went to the doctor yesterday and heard the heartbeat and they said that everything was looking good. So, that's a relief. I go in for my genetic testing on Thursday. So, I'm a little nervous about that. My sister and I were talking about the stuff she would need for the baby. It was really awesome to be able to share some of my experiences with her. Thank GOODNESS she agreed with me on a lot of points. For example, she had already deemed the diaper genie and the baby wipe warmer non-essential items. I told her a bassinet was also probably a waste of money. She told me she'd been looking at the pack and plays that have the bassinet with it. I told her that's exactly what I would suggest because then you can use as a bassinet at first and then later as a playpen. So, it definitely serves two purposes and you definitely get more of your money's worth out of it. But, I think the best part of the conversation came when she told me she was craving Jack in the Box and the closest one she knew of was like 20 miles away. I told her surely there must be one closer and I googled it since I had my laptop up. Sure enough there was one closer. I had to call the location to get their exact cross-roads as they were not listed on the website. But, when I called my sister back she was extremely grateful that I found her a closer Jack in the Box because that's what she's been craving. So glad I could at least do something small for my preggers sis.

Not my Blob Photos

Since I posted my own blob photos of our most recent addition. I figured it would be only fair that I post my new niece or nephew blob photos on here as well. I might get in trouble for this. However, my sister has had her own struggles with infertility and the fact that she's pregnant is such a blessing. And that we are pregnant at the same time is completely wonderful. So, here's my little niece or nephew. My sister always told me she might name her daughter Katrina. So, we'll call this Kat 1 photo and Kat 2 photo (two sono pix).

Grrrrr and a Little MORE Grrrr

Do you ever just have those days that everyone and anything gets on your damn nerves? I felt that way several times today. I also feel like I was throwing myself a damn pity party and that gets on my nerves even more.

I was briefly speaking with my husband regarding my HPV and told him that I didn't think I had cancer because I had the cells before that. His response, "you better hope you don't have cancer." Wow! Um, wow! I don't even think words could describe how pissed off that made me. I'm still so aggravated I could spit. And he also stated that if I go that there's a lot of money in it for him. Wow... AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Seriously! I know he was just trying to be funny. Here's my husband... something starts to go wrong with me and he turns into a retard. It's like he has freaking word vomit and turns into a mess. It's like something major is happening to me and I have to comfort him. He's like an overgrown child.

And then there's my family... I have the best family in the world. I do. Nobody can say that more than me. Truly, they are miracles. My parents are amazing as well as my siblings and my Aunt. They are all amazing despite the recent drama with them. (Too long of a story)... but I feel like I have little cracks in me that I'm not allowed to show especially because of my husband. I'm really scared. I'm just scared.

I guess my problem is I am being an overgrown child right now because I want to throw a tantrum. And I think everyone thinks I'm either too mature and I definitely don't want to freak out my kids. But, do you ever want to just throw a really big freaking tantrum? I've been reading a few blogs and have some people close to me that constantly throw tantrums... and I wonder if I can have a turn. Just when I think I might get the chance, it passes. So, here goes... here's MY TANTRUM... where the fuck are the people in MY LIFE telling me its going to be okay? Oh wait... I think my Mom said something along those lines earlier. DAMMIT! I can't even throw myself a decent and valid pity party. Lame. Cause the truth is most people are that way in my life. I just don't have any female family members here right now to hug me and tell me it will be okay.

What a crappy post.

A Little Too Much Perfect

Okay, so I went to the doctor for my third child's first sonogram and he/she's beautiful. The heartbeat is 170 beats a minute and I was dead on accurate in determining my due date of January 9th. Below are the sonogram pictures of my newest little blob. He or she is developing wonderful. Except for the fact that I gained 7 pounds in a little over two weeks. I've been drinking WAY too much milk. Cause I'll through like half a gallon... so I'll need to switch back to water to keep the weight thing under control. Although my doctor didn't really say anything much about the weight... so I guess it's not that big of a concern. Actually, come to think of it I neglected to ask her why I've been more short of breath with this pregnancy than with the others... but I got a little sidetracked.




As my Aunt jokingly told me when I told her this news... she said you've had way too much perfect... time for you to have a little drama. To which I responded that she was right. Evidently I have HPV and some pre-cancerous cells. I'll have to have another pap smear in a few weeks to determine the level of pre-cancerous cells. Apparently there are three levels. Type I, II, and III. They are already sure that I have Type I and Type II. However, we're not sure if I have III. I guess the higher you get the closer you are to cancer. HOWEVER, even if I had cancer falling out everywhere the absolute worst case scenario would be to give me a hysterectomy and take everything out including the baby. HOWEVER, she does not believe I have cancer so therefore that is probably a shot in the dark. More than likely I will have to have a portion of my cervix removed after I've healed from having the baby and I'll have to watch this carefully... meaning lots of pap smears. Personally I think this is just an excuse to put me in those stirrups cause they must know I hate them. ;P Anyway, that's all my news for now. Pray for my little boo bear. If I have to have a hysterectomy at least let it be after the baby is here. Three kids is plenty and I'll be extremely grateful God blessed me with them. They are my little miracles. ;)