What is it about having that second child that makes you not just less neurotic (I did briefly worry about having a child with eight limbs, but that was only because the waiting room would not stop playing the story of the kid with eight limbs. Real helpful people! Real handy!) but also just even more forgetful if that is possible. Consumed with the T.D. and trying to actually make an appointment on time I completely forgot to bring my handy doctor's slip saying it was A-OK for me to actually have that sonogram today. Just in case, I was thinking of hanging around the imaging office for kicks as we pregnant woman are wont to do. Luckily, H was able to drive home right quick and pick it off the fridge and skedaddle back to the doctor's office. And another thing, I don't know about you, … [Read more...]
Unexpected Surprises
This weekend was full of unexpected surprises. From pee on the floor not once, not twice and no, not even thrice times! Ah, potty training in all its glory....To family dropping (if you all had a blog, I would plug you!) by for a casual dinner and watching our girls play.To Graco extending an offer I could not refuse. Details to come later.... is the suspense killing you? It is for me.To Father's Day spent scouting out the sights at Mt. Vernon. Educational fun with sullen teens serving ice cream! Kick ass! Actually it kind of was. I thoroughly enjoyed visiting the father of our countries home- finally. I mean, I've lived 15 minutes from it for almost five years and never gone. Eesh! And to everyone that was there? I wasn't really going to push that old broad off the cliff to get a … [Read more...]
Pregnancy Hormones or a Case of “That’s Life”?
Next week we find out the gender of Dash Two and it could not come at a better time. OK, maybe today would have been good, but at this moment, it is needed.I need to feel some sort of connection with this being who is for all intensive purposes the size of an apple. Sure, I have now heard the heartbeat, which puts me at ease, but I need to see it. To know that it is growing normally and all looks good. Once we know the gender we can assign a name and make it personal. I can plan and begin to get excited. Also known as soliciting companies to give my boy or girl new crap to review. Heh. I can no longer think of Dash Two as just the reason my breasts are now possibly a new wonder of the world or why my otherwise delectable coconut birthday cake makes me puke it up each time I attempted … [Read more...]
*Pop!*
Yup. You heard it too?That is the sound of me expanding. I've popped. In one day.From Saturday to Sunday this weekend I seem to now be showing. You would think with all the walking and ab work I did it would have made a difference, but bean number two or Dash Two as I'm referring to this kid until some personality shows, has decided to makes it presence known.Maternity clothes are in effect and I'm diggin' the rubber band look for my pants. While not quite ready for most maternity shirts my regular fitted ones no longer fit. I'm in a clothing dilemma. This is where I need some kind-hearted designer or maternity clothing company to send me some of those in-between clothes. AHEM!Also, today is the last day to enter my SanDisk Mother's Day contest. It's 8GB people! Jump on board before it's … [Read more...]
Yippie Kai Yai Yay….
It seems that daily there is something new going on with me. None of it too exciting unless you count the fifteen minutes I spent yelling at my newly bulging thighs this past week. We are not even going to talk about the saggy butt syndrome. Yup. Already. My body is in fat storing mode. No matter what now those saddlebags will sit there until I'm done breastfeeding and doing tight'n'tone at the gym for days on end again. I'm just going to start yelling, "Giddy up!" each time I start walking now.My breast have expanded to larger proportions and they've been called 'cans' by H more than once. Which really? Is that correct terminology? Cans? I was blessed to not have the smell of coffee wafting through my house this morning. Thank you Jesus! The stuff I used to wish I could tether to an IV … [Read more...]
What am I Thinking? I’m thinking No. Not Yet.
I had a dream last night that I was in labor. Labor in some horribly old, mad-scientist looking type of a hospital. I was not supposed to be there. The walls were dripping wet with condensation and the floor was incredibly filthy. I was not going to have my baby there. I was also beyond huge. I could barely walk. When my water broke I looked at H all confused and said, "My leg is wet. Must be the dampness of this place." He looked at me like I was high on the smack. Then my legs gave out from under me. On the filthy, dirt-crusty floor I cried, "I cannot feel my legs! I am numb from the waist down and I haven't even had any drugs yet!" Anxiety? You could say that. I could blame it all on my brief glimpses of My Name is Earl last night or on one simple fact. I'm late. Like 10 days late. It's … [Read more...]