Gotta Love Country Life!

Well folks we're gettin down to the wire here... We have about a week or so left before the lil "No Name" comes...(Crossin fingers and hopein its A LOT sooner then 2 weeks...) Last nite was a close call.. I'm sick so most of the day was spent layin on the couch feelin like I was gunna die for a good part of the day... Thank God for Grandma and Grandpa... If it was not for them my kid probably would of shot himself or someone or something... He has saw his father shoot his gun along w/ his Uncle Chance. Now my kid bein the lil angel that he is, decided yesterday that he was gunna "go and shoot a deer" as he says...So he goes into the closet and sees Grandpa's 22 mag.. So he reaches in there and pulls the trigger on the 22.... I, being sick was passed out on the couch and didn't even hear it... Grandma said that it was just a lil pop sound.. Which I guess would exsplain why I wouldn't hear it... Now I realize all the people out there may read this and freak out... So let me clear some things up.. 1st off.. Gabe knows that guns are bad and that he's not suppose to pick em up and play w/ em.. Secondly, beings how we are out in the country and there are a lot of wild animals around here that may or may not have some sort of sickness, That ofcourse Grandpa has to shoot.. Which is why the gun has to be in the closet there and loaded u sure wouldn't want some rabid animal out there bittin or chasin ur kid or ur dog while ur inside lookin for the bullets to shoot this damn animal....
Anyway after that I got up and was ofcourse walkin around like a zombie.. As I'm sittin on the chair, my belly starts hurtin something aweful... Not thinkin that runnin to town is what we need to do at this point cause it didn't feel like contractions just a pressure... An annoyin pressure but pressure all the same.. Grandma who is a well known worry wort... Ask me if we need to take a trip into town.. (thinkin that her next lil grandson is on the way) I say no I don't think so... Told her it was more pressure then anything... That I was fine.. Well ofcourse she didn't buy that, exspecially since I would just be sittin there and the next thing I knew I'm makin a reverse shhh sound(not sure how to describe that).... She looks at me again and says "Kass, Do we NEED to go to town???" With a very stern i'm gunna kick ur ass, if u lie to me tone....(which if ya know her thats only cuz she hates to see her husband, kids, grandkids, even her dog in any kind of pain, pretty much anyone in general) Again I told her no... So she tells me that she'll stop naggin me if I call my doctor and see what he says... So I say fine and give him a lil jingle, They inform me that if I wanted to I could come in but they thought that I would just get sent home anyway... Which would really suck cuz I don't wanna go into town (which is an hour away) all for nuttin.. Thats just a waste of gas... and gas as it turns out is very exspensive... So I'm glad she made me call...Anyway, she told me that the baby is just movein down so his head is pushin on my cirvics and that is the pain that I'm feelin. Which gotta say some times was very VERY exscrutiating...
Our lil " No Name" has I believe found a name.. I'm not really sure if I'm 100% in love w/ it, but ofcourse I wasn't exactly 100% in love w/ Gabe's name either.. The name that I believe we have decided on is Elijah Keoni. I know your wonderin what Keoni means.. It's Hawaiian for God is gracious..... Yes, I know it sounds funny, but it'll grow on ya.. and if ya don't oh well I guess.. Its all I got until I think of a different one.... I suppose that is all I have right now until something new happens.. Which will probably be when Elijah is born..... Have a Happy Thanksgivin Day....