Oh. Holy. CUTENESS!!!!! Ada is giving tee-ball a shot this Spring, and so far seems to be enjoying it much more than the rough, contact sport of Fall soccer (see THIS post). Plus she's pretty much the most adorable thing I've EVER seen in her uniform!
She's the only girl on her team- and she's really working hard and playing well!
She's totally picking up the game and enjoying herself (which never really happened with soccer). :)
Here she is on the bench, about to be on deck to bat!
Batter up! Getting tips from Daddy before her at-bat debut. :)
She hit the ball both times she was up to bat!
The first time she chased after her own ball and handed it to the pitcher!
It was THE CUTEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN.
My heart probably exploded.
So, after setting the record for "first player to tag themselves out" for her first bat,
she really focused on "running like a cheetah" to first base after hitting the second time!
She made it to first- then second- then here she is sprinting to third!
She really did run so fast- I think Daddy's cheetah reference really helped her understand just HOW fast she should be trying to go. :)
A little baffled at the third base coach's energetic behavior...
And you've got to get a family picture after an hour of such cuteness!
Attempt #3- Score!
I adore these two!
(Plus brother, who was already strapped in his carseat! But did a great job cheering for big sister the whole game)
Cute Ada-ism: we were hanging around finishing up our snacks as the the next teams were showing up for the following game... and Ada shouted "SORRY! THE GAME IS ALREADY OVER!!"
I'm hurting! Just pure exhaustion- I don't remember feeling the need to park on a couch for an entire day in the end of my last 2 pregnancies. Or the fact that keeping my eyes open is a minute-by-minute battle. Or taking stairs was a task that felt more like climbing Mt. Everest with an elephant strapped to my belly.
I felt I could conquer the world, until about a month ago- when I began a sharp decline of stamina and strength! I'm at the finish line I'm afraid, and I am supposed to have FOUR WEEKS left! Here's what I've done to survive today:
-cold cereal with milk for breakfast
-dry cereal in cups for snacks
-locked us upstairs to minimize stair trips
-gave my 4 year old a sippy cup so I don't have monitor spillage at all
-allowed complete chaos
-quit refereeing arguments; fighting over a toy? Just give it here.
-no tidying up
-considering giving frozen pizza for dinner, for the third night in a row
-left the TV on kids shows ALL day
-trying not to watch the clock to countdown until a) Daddy gets home or b) bedtime...
I'm 35 weeks in with #3- and feeling every hour of it! I went in to the doctor today because I've been having contractions that actually kind of hurt, and some of them are back-laborish. And I was worried I've been leaking amniotic fluid (which happened with Ada so I'm super sensitive to it). She checked me AND I got an ultrasound (I'll post those as soon as I get them scanned in- so presh!). My fluid is fine, I'm 2 cm dilated, and the baby is 6lb 8oz!! Sheesh- no wonder I'm waddling already! :)