Random ugliness and pictures of cuteness

This isn't going to be pretty or really uplifting.

But I've got to blog the low points too.

So to make up for my words I'm including pictures of the

ADORABLE PRINCESS CONTESSA!

and captions which will probably make the whole thing more random and hard to follow.

Bear with me.

I'm like 30 weeks pregnant with #5.

Sunday the shower project was looking good.

We were able to use it that night for baths and Jordan and I both used it on Monday morning.

Then that morning I couldn't figure out where the drip I was hearing in the

kitchen was coming from.

Yep.

Shower leaked.

Into my kitchen.

On to my 2 year old wood ceiling.

Yep.

Jordan came home and started ripping the ceiling out.

And that is when I grabbed the kids and left for the pool.

Could. not. Take. it.

Miss Adorable chose her own clothes today.

And INSISTED that she do it 'myself, mommy!'

She also chose the headband...and it is just too much for me to take.

Almost got it here mom!

School starts in one week exactly.

Supplies are bought. Bags are packed.

They are so excited.

My heart is so heavy.

Someone asked me if I was anxious for school to start?

No.

Am I ready for schedules and structure and fall weather?

Yes.

But I want those things and I want Lauren and Avery home.

We've had an amazing summer. I'm so thankful for my time with these 4.

Dont get me wrong. There has been a lot of fighting the past 2-3 weeks. A lot.

They are ready to go.

I am not.

I want them here.

I'm sad and depressed about it.

I'm not kidding about it or speaking in jest.

Here is her silly face! Love her.

This is her precious face. Oh she makes my heart hurt.

She makes it smile. She makes it so very happy.

She promised me she isn't ever going to kindergarten.

I gave her a sucker for it.

I'm over this pregnancy.

Back pain. Some serious hip and pelvis issues.

Heart burn.

and yes, oh yes, contractions.

I am trying not to complain...I KNOW I am blessed. I know it.

I feel it. And when I feel this baby move I get depressed that this is it. The last time I'll feel that.

But at the same time...I'm done. With 10 weeks to go...I. Am. Done.

This is her thoughtful look - dont you just want to snuggle with her?

Saturday I am playing in a golf tournament.

Yep, you read that right.

I agreed to it in June.

June was like 9 months ago.

If nothing else this will be good for comic relief.

and a lot of sweating.

I am not sure if there is anything I could be dreading more.

I take that back...school starting...Im dreading that more.

Oh my little love....

And with all that randomness I will leave you as we

head to the pool for one of the last times of the season.