I finally took Hudson to the doctor for his 3 year check up. Having morning sickness really has NOT made me want to do any more then I really HAVE to get done.
His THREE year old stats:
Height: 38 in 60%
Weight: 35 lbs 75%
This boy lights up our home. He keeps me busy but when he says "mom you wan play wif me" its hard to resist without feeling guilty.
Thankfully, he's very independent and that has paid off with this pregnancy. He's very good about finding ways to entertain himself (which can also mean trouble).

He's got quite the imagination and wants everything to get muddy, go over bumpy hills or get parked in the garage.
Like most boys, any chance he gets to go outside, he takes it. He loves to "ride" his bike and thinks he super big because of it.
Slowly but surely his food options are expounding. He's been very stubborn about what he eats but little does he know that he gets his stubbornness from ME---I win every time. He either goes to bed hungry most nights or winds up eating. I was OVERLY happy one day when I was snacking on some veggies and he climbed up and started eating some too! I can't say he ate a TON but he tried everything (and spit a few right back out) so progress is progress.
One night while Kent was working late, I was SO sick and he kept getting out of bed. I was over it and just didn't want to deal with it so I let him be (especially because he was being so quiet). When Kent got home later that night, I told him to just check upstairs because I was pretty sure Hudson had come out of his room but I hadn't heard much from him. This is what found all wrapped up INSIDE my maxi dress asleep.
If this boy is tired and missed a nap, he will fall asleep if you give him a little down time. I love it.
We also had another phase of potty regression when it came to POOP. Oh it was NOT fun. It seemed like it lasted an eternity especially because morning sickness and cleaning up poopy underwear DOES NOT MIX. I'm glad we stuck it out though because now he's a PRO. Let's pray it stays that way!
Hudson says some funny things sometimes and I need to record them so I can always remember:
Just yesterday while we were in the car he said, "Mom, church is wike jail!"
He always tells me when talking about baby bro, "Mom, baby Grace in your stomach?" Baby Grace is his friend Cooper's little sister---I think he's confused.
When he wants me to hold him, sometimes he will pause and say, "Mom, a baby in your stomach?" to which I reply, "Yes." Then he looks at my belly and says "I okay. I just hold your hand mom" Apparently, he's a little nervous about squishing his little brother.