Banana baby, you're wearin me out!

Most new mommies know about all the pregnant apps you can get on your phone to keep track of your baby's growth..the one I have compares baby ezra to a food each week.

 Today, I am 20 weeks pregnant and apparently wee little baby Ezra is the size of a banana.

Let's be real for a minute. I birth giants so he's probably one of those freak bananas that are occasionally in the bunch you grab at the grocery store and think Holy cow, that's a huge banana. Anyway, I can't seem to keep any sort of energy up lately and I don't remember it being this bad with Uriah. How can something the size of a banana be so exhausting? I was pondering this this morning as Uriah was screaming for yet another balloon in Old Navy..and I realized maybe the difference is that lovely beast of a child I spend all day chasing.So I decided to see exactly how exhausting he is.

After our errands this morning we got to my parents so I could clean..within minutes Uriah was chasing the neighbors dog yelling "Hey rebel! Hey girl!" She's a little afraid of him because he's never still. Once.he caught her for a kiss he ran off to the backyard to yell "bike!!!" repeatedly.

Once he realized I wasnt going to push his 35lb body around on a bike he moved on to the four wheeler.

About 2 minutes later we were fonally inside and he was apparently getting read for lunch while I was putting our milk in Nana's fridge. Can't turn your back for a second.

I took the hint..

while I was still cleaning up his lunchable mess I hear footsteps at the other end of the table. 

Maybe THIS is the banana baby.wearin me out!

From then on it's been a series of tactics to get his diaper off, ripping up a newspaper in the floor, and trying desperately to chop off my legs and feet with a toy shot gun. I think its safeto say chasing this cute dude around and cleaning up his newest mess is what's wearing me out..and folks, I'm not sure I'll survive one more week to see the reprocussions of carrot week.

I was also a beast of a child and payback is an ugly, ugly thing.