PEE PEE POTTY!!

This is what Ethan yells at me every. five. minutes. for the last few days. Im testing the waters on potty training and letting him take the lead, he's still never gone in the potty so Im pretty sure he has no idea what he is talking about.
But he knows if he says pee pee or potty, or any derivative of those words we'll stop what we're doing and go put him on the pot. I started to let him 'read' there to make him stay longer to increase the chances of something happening, I think something needs to 'happen' accidentally for him to get what the potty is actually for. So now he just wants to go in there and read and I end up sitting on the floor for 20 minutes while he sits there laughing talking about peacocks and their "shiny" tails. When I get him up he has a big red ring around his tush, lol. PLEASE let the kid actually pee soon!!

These were taken today before my Dr. appointment.  :0)  Everything went well, baby's heart rate is 140 bpm and I didnt gain anything since my last appointment so overall Im up 3 pounds, lol. Got a little 'make sure your eating' talk, but she said herself I just don't seem to gain much weight when pregnant. Anyway, I told her about my contractions and leaking fluid so she did a check (I didnt figure anything was wrong) and everything is the way it is suppose to be so who knows whats going on, but whatever it is it isnt changing internally so that is good!
  Appointments every two weeks now, and since we live an hour away and got a new (bigger) car we're going to to going through a lot more gas.  *sigh* Oh well!

One of those days...

Right after I turned 21 (which is also right after I got engaged) my dad died unexpectedly. I was on a cruise getting engaged and he was dying and I didnt know. By the time we docked and I found out he was in a coma and I never got to tell him I said yes (DH asked him for my hand a few weeks prior) and I never got to say goodbye.

Some days Im okay with all this and other days, like today, Im SO angry. It'll be 4 years this month and I am still so angry/sad about it. Time really does help and is really the only thing that has helped ease the pain, but I miss him. So much. I wish he could have walked me down the aisle, and I SO wish he could have met his grandson's and gotten to know DH better. He would have been such an awesome grandpa and I feel like we got totally cheated. I guess there is no point to this post but to just say that today, Im really, really missing my dad.