9.9.08

Tomorrow night can't get here fast enough. Matt is out of town attending a conference and I'm here all alone. I would stink at the single life, that's for sure.

And as if it's not crappy enough sleeping alone, my poor dog woke me up at 4:30 this morning throwing up all over the carpet. Ugh. He got some shots yesterday, so that's probably why, but, being that I was the only person home, I got to shampoo the carpet at 4:30am. And guess who thought it was time to wake up and start jazzercizing in my belly? And OH of course it was also thundering and lightening outside. So guess who did NOT want to go outside to finish barfapalooza? Annnd guess who needed a bath first thing after work? Not me.

I'm pooped. I splurged on a pumpkin spice latte this morning, which of course made me 10 minutes late to work and OF COURSE my boss was there 3 hours early and started the day off with a smart remark. Considering she left for 4 hours to go shopping at Sam's Club this morning (and out to lunch with her husband) she really ought to keep her comments to herself. I love her 99% of the time, but today fell into that 1% of crappity crap.

If I could just have my husband back, I think I'd be a friendlier person today.

9.7.08

Last night I couldn't sleep and Little Beansies was bee bopping something fierce so I got out my camera and took a video of my belly moving and grooving... it is really cute, but kind of strange and a little hard to see because of the angle. Once I get a better video I'll post it. This morning she was doing it again before church as Matt and I were watching TV on the couch. Matt had his head on my lap and I gave him the heads up that she was at it again... can you believe she kicked her daddy in the head?!?!?! Matt looked shocked and amazed... and quite entertained by his little girl's antics:) It's always been hit or miss with him getting to feel kicks with his hand, but this time he got it in the head.

Also, I'm trying to save the bedding pictures from the Land of Nod so I can upload them to share, but I keep getting a black box instead of a picture (in My Pictures). I can save a picture from PBK though, so I wonder if LON has it blocked somehow. Does anyone have suggestions?

9.6.08

I have a registry phobia. Matt and I (with the help of Julia!) have created 2 registries and a total of 3 people know about them, one of those being Julia:) Lisa and my mom are the other two. I don't know what my deal is, but I am so embarrassed by them. Probably for the same reasons that I have a hard time making Christmas lists and also why I have near anxiety meltdowns over having to open presents in front of people at birthdays, Christmas... and, yes, showers. I don't know how to handle it. I get sweaty, nervous, and nauseas because I want everyone to feel like their gift was the absolute greatest and I want them to feel special and appreciated and one of a kind. But sometimes that is a lot of pressure to handle! Especially when, and I hate to say it, but well, sometimes you can't fake it:( And when a dozen or more sets of eyes are on you, waiting for that great reaction, it's downright scary!

So here's what usually goes down... wedding, Christmas, birthdays and probably now, baby. After procrastinating for weeks, a list/registry/word-of-mouth "I think she wants (fill in the blank) will be made and then within days, maybe weeks, I go buy everything myself. Yes, I realize the whole point is to help give people ideas for gifts that I truly would like, but I guess I always feel like people don't really want to buy the gifts anyway, they're just doing it because they feel obligated to come to the shower or because they know I'll be giving them a birthday, Christmas, etc. gift. I probably sound like a sad, pathetic wierdo. But seriously, do you REALLY enjoy attending showers? OK, maybe you do and I'm just a freak whose insecurities get in the way of enjoying these things, but I think we've already established that I have issues. Right? Right.

Well, anyway, to illustrate my issues, someone asked me to register with Land of Nod, one of my favorite children's stores. I love just about everything on every page of their catalog. I finally found bedding that I love, which up until now has been a challenge because I hadn't even found anyt that I like. So I went through the catalog, circled the things I love the most, got ready to create the registry and then bought all of my bedding instead:) And now I feel guilty for even getting excited over all this "stuff" when all I really want is this little baby to be here and healthy and smiling and making us gushfully crazy. All the "things" seem so silly.

9.4.08

What do tea parties, tutus, prom dresses and butterfly kisses all have in common?

They're all things that Matt and I will get to experience over the next, ohhh, 18 years:) With our baby girl!

I can't even tell you how happy I am to know that I'm not carrying an "it" or just "the baby" anymore. My daughter is in there! Today we saw her stretch her arms behind her head, raise them up and yawwwwwwn after a good 45 minutes of acrobatics. Within minutes she was sound asleep. I am so in love.

Mommy and Daddy love you, Sweet Pea! Our precious baby girl.

9.3.08

This morning while watching TV in bed (this is not a normal weekday morning occurance... Midas had a vet appt. so I got to hang around the house all morning!), I caught a quick poke bulge from my belly, to the right of my belly button. I had felt it, but since I was watching TV, I only saw the poke in my peripheral vision. So I watched it... and watched it... and watched... and there it was again! It was the coolest! But what excited me the most was thinking that maybe those were feet, which would mean the head was down, which would mean we might see something GOOD tomorrow!! I've never felt movement that high before.

But alas, everything has been low for the remainder of the day. Let's just hope that the 4 weeks of growth moved the goodies far enough away from my bladder that we can see them anyway:)

And now I bring you...


the 22 week belly.

On a funny note, people have been commenting like crazy on how big I am for 22 weeks and they always ask where the rest of it will go for the next 18 weeks. I just laugh and shrug because well, how do I know?! But here's the thing...Matt, my 6'3", size 14 shoe wearing hubby was born 6 weeks early. And probably for good reason! He claims he stuck a foot out, stretched his leg and proclaimed "Waaaaazzzuuuppp!!" So maybe it's genetic.

9.2.08

If you have a minute to pray for Matt, he could use a little encouragement right now. He's feeling completely overwhelmed by his graduate courses, new job, keeping his hormonal wife happy... and most importantly, doing it all well. He doesn't do anything halfway, that is for sure. I know he will succeed and it's just a matter of feeling everything out and finding his groove for the next 3 months. Once he gets through this first semester (and really, these first couple weeks), it will be much smoother sailing, especially since he doubled up on his course load this time around to buy himself some time once the baby is here, which means next semester he'll only be taking one course instead of 2. Plus he'll have his Little Beansies waiting at home to brighten his day:)

He and I both know the power of prayer and sometimes burdens seem so unmanagable that all you can do is hand them over to the Lord and know that He will take care of you. I just want Matt to feel this comfort. Your little prayer will go a long way, I just know it:)

P.S. Belly pic tomorrow. I uploaded the pics we took tonight and I look hideous. I told my boss today that I look like a homeless person, my roots are so bad. But serously... time? There's none of it. I need to go on maternity leave NOW.

9.1.08

We're back from the Smokey Mts and had lots of fun! It was very relaxing and full of junk food and televison:) Last night I even got in the hot tub (which, I assure you was a safe 95 degrees and we only stayed in for about 20 minutes so we could make it back inside for The Hills rerun). We ate at Tony Romas Saturday night, grilled hot dogs for lunch yesterday and ordered the world's worst pizza for dinner. But today's IHOP breakfast was delish.

I seriously don't think I've ever eaten so much junk food in one weekend in my whole entire life. We were all off the hook and enjoyed every minute of it!

And now for some pics:) Please remember that we were on vacation and therefore hair product and makeup didn't necessarily make the trip.

Midas drinking in the backseat


The pretty view from our deck


My cutie boy


Dinner with Wonder Works in the background... look closely, the whole building is upside down!


Lisa & her hot husband, David:)


Even Weetzies wants to show off his baby belly:)


Lisa's Maybe Baby... hopefully implanting and beginning to cook!





Rockin' on the deck


This pre-historic THING flew into my hair and made me spill my Fre wine. It wasn't that good anyway, but it made a sticky mess and probably scared the bejeesies out of Little Beansies.


Lisa & Me


Weezies & Feezies