On today's "Day Off" To-Do List:
1. Clean out the bedroom closet.
2. Work on finishing a couple quilts.
3. Cook for the week since it's a late one:( Ugh.
Today is Matt's first day back to school with the teachers. The kids start Wednesday. He woke me up to say goodbye this morning and in my fuzziness I realized he was wearing a suit, told him he looked nice, and told him I loved him. Then I prayed that he'd have a safe drive to and from work (it's a windy drive, through a National Forest and I worry about him EVERY DAY). About an hour later I kicked myself for not dragging my butt out of bed to take his 1st day of school picture! Maybe Wednesday:) Principal Matt. Sigh.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
8.16.08
My heart is broken for a nestie who is going through another miscarriage tonight. I am so sad for her and wish that this awful reality wasn't so real. I hate miscarriage.
If you would like to leave her an uplifting message, I'm sure a little extra support would help her broken heart. Just click on "Making a Baby From Scratch" on my blog list.
Big hugs!!!
If you would like to leave her an uplifting message, I'm sure a little extra support would help her broken heart. Just click on "Making a Baby From Scratch" on my blog list.
Big hugs!!!
8.16.08
I would do almost anything for a soda right now. (Anything but get in the car and go get one). I am thisclose to sending Midas out into the neighborhood with a sign around his neck reading "Please return me to my mom, along with a Coke."
And you know what? I could pretty much guarentee it would work.
I'm also considering checking out Don and Vera's refrigerator as they are currently on vacation and I happen to know their garage code. Don't think I won't;)
And you know what? I could pretty much guarentee it would work.
I'm also considering checking out Don and Vera's refrigerator as they are currently on vacation and I happen to know their garage code. Don't think I won't;)
Friday, August 15, 2008
8.15.08
Today has been glorious:)
I went to work at 8am, worked like crazy to get everything done, checked out at noon, picked up lunch and 2 chick flicks and have since spent the afternoon on the couch in my PJ's. And guess who's taking the day off Monday? Mmm hmm.
One of the greatest parents in my class last year, who is also a teacher at my school, brought in a Tote full of maternity clothes for me. Sorting through it was like opening presents on Christmas morning, only better, because I could tell she had re-washed everything for me and folded it just right. It was like opening a big box of hugs, especially because she has walked this same road as me and was a huge support for me this year. It makes me really happy that she would share her much-loved "things" with me.
I'm watching the deleted scenes from Juno (which, after waiting like 5 months, I finally got to see the ending just now) and that girl is darn hilarious. You can tell from the outtakes that she's pretty much the same way in real life.
Coming tomorrow: "My Adventures in Babies 'R Us", otherwise known as "Getting Caught in a Breastfeeding Class by Accident". More on that later.
I went to work at 8am, worked like crazy to get everything done, checked out at noon, picked up lunch and 2 chick flicks and have since spent the afternoon on the couch in my PJ's. And guess who's taking the day off Monday? Mmm hmm.
One of the greatest parents in my class last year, who is also a teacher at my school, brought in a Tote full of maternity clothes for me. Sorting through it was like opening presents on Christmas morning, only better, because I could tell she had re-washed everything for me and folded it just right. It was like opening a big box of hugs, especially because she has walked this same road as me and was a huge support for me this year. It makes me really happy that she would share her much-loved "things" with me.
I'm watching the deleted scenes from Juno (which, after waiting like 5 months, I finally got to see the ending just now) and that girl is darn hilarious. You can tell from the outtakes that she's pretty much the same way in real life.
Coming tomorrow: "My Adventures in Babies 'R Us", otherwise known as "Getting Caught in a Breastfeeding Class by Accident". More on that later.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
8.12.08
A few pictures:)
19 weeks
A very unflattering photo of me watching the Beanse on the monitor last week.
After whimpering about not having enough pillows while at my parents last weekend, Matt took the house by storm and returned with every pillow he could find for his whiny, pregnant wife.
19 weeks
A very unflattering photo of me watching the Beanse on the monitor last week.
After whimpering about not having enough pillows while at my parents last weekend, Matt took the house by storm and returned with every pillow he could find for his whiny, pregnant wife.
Monday, August 11, 2008
8.11.08
I am really struggling with something and could use a little help.
I am 100% at my wit's end with my mother in law. I cannot handle her. But she's my mother in law-- I have to handle her. I have tried so hard to see her for the good person she can be, despite all the crappy things she pulls on Matt and me. Just when I think I've gotten past her latest upset, she strikes again. Every single time.
I need to be able to forgive her, right? But how do you forgive someone who hurts you repeatedly and seems to have no sense of consideration? If it were anyone else, I'd just dismiss them from my life and be done, but that's not really an option here. I am way beyond wanting a friendly relationship with her-- that's just not realistic. But a relationship that doesn't have me wanting to pull my hair out (and hers too) would do wonders. My heartrate speeds up and I get nauseas at the mere mention of her name, so you can imagine how I feel when her number pops up or when we have to visit with them in person. It's bad enough that if I weren't pregnant, I would probably ask my doctor for some sort of anxiety drugs (and that's not completely out for the future).
If anyone has some practical input here, other than the usualy "Yes, your mother in law is a crazy lunatic. I wish I could help. I'm really lucky, I have a great mother in law!" I really need it:( I have to figure out how to make this work.
I am 100% at my wit's end with my mother in law. I cannot handle her. But she's my mother in law-- I have to handle her. I have tried so hard to see her for the good person she can be, despite all the crappy things she pulls on Matt and me. Just when I think I've gotten past her latest upset, she strikes again. Every single time.
I need to be able to forgive her, right? But how do you forgive someone who hurts you repeatedly and seems to have no sense of consideration? If it were anyone else, I'd just dismiss them from my life and be done, but that's not really an option here. I am way beyond wanting a friendly relationship with her-- that's just not realistic. But a relationship that doesn't have me wanting to pull my hair out (and hers too) would do wonders. My heartrate speeds up and I get nauseas at the mere mention of her name, so you can imagine how I feel when her number pops up or when we have to visit with them in person. It's bad enough that if I weren't pregnant, I would probably ask my doctor for some sort of anxiety drugs (and that's not completely out for the future).
If anyone has some practical input here, other than the usualy "Yes, your mother in law is a crazy lunatic. I wish I could help. I'm really lucky, I have a great mother in law!" I really need it:( I have to figure out how to make this work.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
8.9.08
It's a....
Mystery baby!!! Our little goober decided it would be a good morning to sit breech, right smack on my bladder so no one could see what s/he's made of. That stinker!
The great news is the ultrasound tech used the word "perfect" several times and showed us the brain, stomach, feet, hands (complete with a wave from baby!), the jaw open and close, umbillical cord (with blood flowing... so neat!), the arm, the LONG legs... and the beautiful heartbeat.
She kindly told us she would include in her report that she did not see a bladder, which is true. However, she saw functioning kidneys, so she knows the bladder is there, but this way our insurance should cover a 3rd ultrasound. Hooray!!
We're to go back between 24 and 26 weeks, which seems like a lifetime away, but she likes to play it safe in case a penis is present. She makes no boy guarentees until she sees testicles, which don't show up until 24-26 weeks.
So wait we will! I'm so happy baby is healthy and going strong! How could I be disappointed knowing that everything is "perfect"? We'll find out one way or another... even if we have to wait until January 7th!
Mystery baby!!! Our little goober decided it would be a good morning to sit breech, right smack on my bladder so no one could see what s/he's made of. That stinker!
The great news is the ultrasound tech used the word "perfect" several times and showed us the brain, stomach, feet, hands (complete with a wave from baby!), the jaw open and close, umbillical cord (with blood flowing... so neat!), the arm, the LONG legs... and the beautiful heartbeat.
She kindly told us she would include in her report that she did not see a bladder, which is true. However, she saw functioning kidneys, so she knows the bladder is there, but this way our insurance should cover a 3rd ultrasound. Hooray!!
We're to go back between 24 and 26 weeks, which seems like a lifetime away, but she likes to play it safe in case a penis is present. She makes no boy guarentees until she sees testicles, which don't show up until 24-26 weeks.
So wait we will! I'm so happy baby is healthy and going strong! How could I be disappointed knowing that everything is "perfect"? We'll find out one way or another... even if we have to wait until January 7th!
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