Please Pray!

My neighbor Buck came over today just as we were finishing up making supper. Buck is married to a lady named Joyce, they are just the cutest couple you would ever meet. I would say they are in there sixties and they always just seem so in love with one another. It is really just adorable to see them together!

Lately I haven't seen much of Joyce, I just chalked it up to the fact that it is getting cold out so they aren't out as much. Then there was the influx of visitors at there house, I just assumed it was her family and friends visiting for the holidays. Not the case.

Joyce has been battling cancer for seven years. Buck came over and wanted to let us know that Joyce isn't going to last much longer. The doctor's basically said she is too far gone. She stopped eating about two weeks ago so it won't be much longer before the cancer takes her. Buck didn't want us to read it in the paper so he came over and told us what has been going on. It was probably one of the saddest things I have ever seen.

Buck looked so broken, he didn't look up once he just kept his head down and told us about his wife. I know he was just fighting back the tears, I wanted to give him a hug but I didn't want him to be creeped out. He said they've been married for 47 years and it was all I could do not to cry.

I will be praying for him and his family so I was hoping that everyone else could pray for them as well. They are good and kind hearted people and it is just so heart breaking to see him losing his wife.

Happy New Year's!

I hope everyone has a wonderful and blessed New Year!



Personally, I'm just glad to have the next two days off of work!

Third Trimester...Finally

Today is the official day that I am seven months! WooHoo!

I am ever so slightly terrified as everyone around me seems to be giving birth early and I don't really want to catch that fever if you know what I mean. Even the waitress at Apple-bees shared the story of her daughter going three and a half months early and the baby was born a little over a pound. My mind was once again filled with that panic-y fear! My friend at work was due in January and just had her baby this past week! She was thankfully born a little over five pounds so she didn't have to go to the NICU. If anyone else goes into labor early I will be begging for bed rest just to be on the safe side. Seriously, I have come this far and don't want any problems.

Now is apparently the time when everyone starts to offer advice and ask if you are "ready for the baby." I at heart am ready for the baby because I want to hold her and do everything that comes with a baby. In reality no I am not ready! We do not have a room set up for her and don't plan on putting one in this house. We figured it easier just to wait until we go to settlement and do her room first. I also have not had a baby shower and that is were the majority of baby paraphernalia comes from...am I right? So until that happens no I am "not ready," but I am ready at heart!

The advice should be another post but I will share a brief story while getting my eyebrows waxed on Friday. Lynda my eyebrow chick asked if I would be nursing, I said yes and she did what everyone does when they hear that a 23 year old is going to breastfeed. She gave me the "Ohhhh really?" Then to catch herself she added a "That is good to hear, I breastfed all of my children." I knew it was coming it was lingering in the air, the advice was sure to follow and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. She proudly declared "Make sure to start twisting those nipples now because let me tell you it hurts!" That was off the TMI rector scale that I did not need to know about the eyebrow lady. She then proceeds to inform me of how it ruins your breast, etc, etc. I had to shut her down quickly as this was getting too uncomfortable for even me. I kindly explained that my mother used to be a counselor for nursing mothers and she is going to be helping me with everything. That was the end of that. 

The eyebrow lady also told me I was waiting too late to do my childbirth classes. I called the hospital in October and the woman there scheduled it for January so that is really not my problem.

I am oh so grateful that this year during Christmas at Tom's Aunt's House I will not have to hear: "When are you two going to have kids." Followed by me stuttering and stammering because I really felt like saying f'you we've been trying for three years. I would eventually mumble a "We'll see" and left it at that. This year I will be proudly boasting my seven month belly thankful I will never have to hear that dreaded sentence again so long as I live.

Good luck to everyone still struggling on the desperate train of infertility I know it is hard during the holidays but I hope that next year holds a better outcome for all of you!

I Am SO Over This!

 I am so sick and tired of my nose bleeding...at work. It would be different if I was in the comfort of my own home but the damn thing keeps bleeding at work. Maybe I am allergic and should no longer be working...hmm. It bled for thirty minutes today...yes I said thirty minutes. This has been the longest on record for my nosebleed season. Grandma did beat me the other day with her impeccable hour and a half nosebleed. You may be noticing where I get this from, *cough* Grandma, it is her fault I've decided.

After about ten minutes I decided I should go to the nurses office (lest I pass out)  and it then continued to bleed for another 20 minutes, lucky me. Now I have a headache and blood on my shirt. Doesn't a nosebleed qualify you to go home and take it easy?

Me thinks it should!

18 Video Tapes

This is the saddest video/song ever! Seriously, get some tissues out!

 http://www.cmt.com/videos/jason-meadows/186080/18-video-tapes.jhtml

We Are Such A Close Knit Family...

This whole situtation makes me chuckle...

Back around Thanksgiving my Great-Aunt Cookie called to tell my Dad that his Aunt Bea was about to pass and that she was very sick due to her cancer.  Well Dad wasn't home so I talked to Aunt Cookie and she asked me to tell Dad so I did. It dawned on me after our phone conversation that Aunt Cookie didn't know I was pregnant. Mostly everyone asks me the typical pregnant woman questions everytime they see me so I figuered she didn't know because she never asked "How are you feeling." I know I am a weirdo but bare with me.

So when Dad comes home I told him what Cookie said and he seemed like he really didn't care. He said something along the lines of, "I'm not that upset about it, I never cared for the way she treated her kids." So that was that. Then I said, "Daddy, did you ever tell any of them that I am pregnant?" He said, "You did at the family reunion." Which I had to then explain that I didn't know I was pregnant then because I took the test when I came back from Missouri. "Oooooh, well I guess they don't know then. But, your Mom probably told Cook."

Well no one told anyone anything! Can you freakin' believe that? My dad's side of the family didn't know I was with child. Considering my Aunt Judy asked me if I was going to adopt at some point in time I feel it is best that people know that I am indeed pregnant and will most likely not be adopting. So that we can slow down the family rumor mill just a tad.

Well hopefully everyone knows now because I sent a little note out in my Christmas cards that we are expecting a baby girl, etc, etc.

This is all very typical of my family, divorces, babies, marriages, deaths all just seem to be stumbled upon in this family. No one ever calls and tells you anything except good ole' Aunt Cookie-she atleast makes an effort to keep you informed. Then you just have to hope my Dad relays what she tells him to the rest of us!

We'll Be Moving.

We are in the process of getting a new house. So far everything is in motion but you never really feel 100% until settlement is over...that should be the first week of January.

In my mother's neighborhood there was a lone house that had hooligans living in it selling drugs and bringing down the neighborhood. They didn't keep there house clean and had junk everywhere on the outside. It just looks ridiculously unkempt. Back before we bought the house we currently live in we had our realtor send them a letter of my intent to buy if they wanted to sell, they never responded so we went ahead and moved into the house we have.

Since having a baby looked like it was never going to happen we didn't mind that our house was a small two bedroom with one bath. However, now that I am with child it is clear we need more room. So we heard about the aforementioned "drug house" having been sold sheriff sale and my mother stalked went down and gave her phone number to the workers to have the owner call her.

We met with the current owner (a house flipper) and asked him to stop with the improvements and that we would like to buy the house from him. The man had already put a new garage door and new roof on but we will be doing the rest ourselves. Lucky for me I have a handy dad that can do just about anything when it comes to remodeling. He taught my brother and I a few things so I can attempt to help as well (I say attempt because no one lets me do anything because I'm pregnant!)

The house wasn't that horrible on the inside in my opinion, I've seen worse. Essentially it needs new flooring and new paint everywhere. The bathrooms need gutted and replaced and a little bit of drywall work here and there. Most of the big things can wait until we find a money tree save up for it.

I am super excited! The best part about this house is that it is the same model house as my parents! Which is also the house I grew up in! I will also cut about thirty minutes off my commute to work every day which is a blessing since gas prices seem to keep getting higher and higher. We will be living on the same street as my mother and father which is good because I can keep an eye on Grandma, we are literally like three or four houses away from each other.

I've Decided...

...That the baby is sitting on a nerve. The pain gets better then it gets worse, you have a good day then the next day it hurts again. But, the pain never goes away completely. My co-workers have also diagnosed me with the "nerve" diagnosis and since they all have children I am going to agree with them.

I go to the doctors Jan. 2nd and I will mention it to her then.

It hurts a lot to sit today so I just might shoot myself, I sit a good 99.9% of the time at work, not fun.

Oh well, not much I can do.

Wordless Wednesday-Le Bebe

Happy Tossmas!

My brother sent me this! It had me cracking up!

http://www.citizenlink.org/Stoplight/A000005834.cfm?eafref=1

If It's Not One Thing It's Another-Updated

Ever since about the third month of pregnancy I have had a month long ailment. I thought I was going crazy but it is the gospel truth!

Third month until the fourth month-A month long cold

Fourth month until the fifth month-A perpetual stuffy/runny nose

Fifth month to the six month-Couldn't breath, felt like someone was sitting on my chest

Six month now we are going into the seventh month-Mystery groin/leg pain on the right side

Can I get a break? My leg is probably the worst yet, I can not stand, sit for long periods of time, get up in a hurry, walk at a normal pace, etc, etc. I think I pulled a muscle but it could be a pinched nerve? Who knows, I am sure it will go away in about a month and something else will come in it's place. Yippee!

Before anyone says it, no, I am not going to the doctor. I don't think it is anything that I can take medicine for so I will just learn to live with it.

Update 12-11-2007: So I called and explained my situtation to the receptionist at the OB's office. I asked if there was anything I can take other than tylenol (I was thinking prescription) she said not really but advised I could take advil until I am 28 weeks. I doubt I will feel better with advil but I'll give it a shot.

Holy Smokes!

Out of morbid curiosity I decided to check out how much tuition is at the school I always envisioned sending my child.

Then I had a panic attack, I really didn't, but I could have! Tuition is outrageous! I knew it would be costly but I don't think I had quite prepared myself for that.

Pre-School that costs $4,148.00 for three full days sounds just ridiculous. How much is there to teach a little kid? If you want three half days you can have that for $2,871.00. Are these prices normal? I mean, we're talking three days here. It sounds like a lot of money for three days.

When your child finally reaches Kindergarten the price increases (at-least they get to go five days!) to $5,902.00 for full days and $4,087.00 for half days.

I am completely flabbergasted and I don't think we will be sending our child to the school of my dreams (literally, I will only see this school in my dreams), unless I win the lottery!

Tim McGraw

Hey, this is a fun one!  Are We There Yet?  tagged me with a meme that involves rocking to your ipod.  So, I have my iPod classic on shuffle, here goes!

The Rules:
1. Put your iTunes/ music player on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT(this is in capital letters, so it is very serious. No hiding your showtunes, folks!)

After you’ve answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme themselves!

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?
I wanna do it all (Terri Clark)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Punishment (SHeDAISY)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Jingle Bells (George Strait)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
He ain't even cold yet (Gretchen Wilson)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Greyhound bound for nowhere (Miranda Lambert)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Down (Miranda Lambert)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
I ain't her comboy anymore (George Strait)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Somebody must be prayin' for me (Tim McGraw)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
All over you (SHeDAISY)

WHAT IS 2+2?
Good Morning Heartache (Gretchen Wilson)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
When boy meets girl (Terri Clark)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Silver Wings (Josh Turner)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Something Like That (Tim McGraw)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Unburn all our bridges (Josh Turner)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
To tell you the truth (Gretchen Wilson)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Where the green grass grows (Tim McGraw)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Good ole boy (Gretchen Wilson)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Inside your heaven (Carrie Underwood)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
My poor old heart (Allison Krauss & Union Station)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?

When the sand runs out (Rascal Flatts)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?

We're young and beautiful (Carrie Underwood)

WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?

Tim McGraw (Taylor Swift)

So, now to tag….

FancyThis, MarkAlan, Jane, GirlyMama, & TotalTransformation

No excuse if you don’t have an ipod.  Just be creative!

Good News!-Picture Below

Tuesday I had another ultrasound of the baby. We got great news!

When we had our October ultrasound we were told that the baby had a choroid plexus brain cyst and that it could cause retardation if it did not go away. They told me they usually go away so we should be fine. Then they offered me an amniocenteses which I declined. The doctor didn't seem too concerned about the whole thing but Tom and I were very concerned. 

I was devastated. I couldn' believe that after trying to get pregnant for so many years that something like this would happen. I finally thought it through and decided God isn't going to let this happen, the cyst will go away and everything is going to be fine.

So on Tuesday we found out that the brain cyst is gone! Thank you Jesus! It was such an overwhelming relief.

I wanted to say Thank You to everyone that prayed/is praying for the baby and I! Your prayers mean the world to me. As we can see the power of prayer worked for my baby and I am very grateful!

 

Hey There Mr. Police Man...

Saturday night Mom, Grandma, Tom, his Mom and his Aunt and I went to the local Babies R Us to finish my baby registry. We had a fun time oohing and ahhing over everything then we grabbed some dinner together before we headed home. Mom, Grandma and I were in a separate car from Tom, his Mother and his Aunt. So we stop at Dairy Queen so I can grab a hot fudge sundae. We are driving back to Mom's house from the DQ and when we get in the neighborhood cars are stopped in the street and there is a cop blocking the way. Of course I start going off about the cop blocking the road and my ice cream is melting (priorities people). So I told Mom to pull around to see if we could squeak by. Of course we can't as the cop truly is blocking the entire road. Now all I can think of is how my hot fudge is melting my ice cream and we are going to be sitting here forever! I jump out of the car all the while mumbling how this is like living in the projects, etc, etc.

I approach the cop car to see what the heck is going on. I asked him and he answers, "No one is going through until the tow truck moves." Yes thank you asshole as I could see a tow truck from the part of the road that I was on. Of course I gave a curt, "Mother Fucker!" In response to his answer and stormed back to the car. I hear the cop yelling behind me: "Did you just call me a Mother Fucker!" Yikes! I pretended like I didn't hear him and continued to the car.  I will assume his ass was glued to his seat since he didn't bother to a) Tell the people that there was a tow truck moving a car and that the road would be briefly closed and b) Come chase after me when I stated the situation (not the police officer) was a Mother Fucker.

I call Tom to see where he is and low and behold he is behind us waiting. I get in his car and we go back to our house. I ate my hot fudge sundae in his car. No one was arrested. Good times!

In retrospect I can see how crazy people yell at cops and rip there tickets up and throw them in the street. On Saturday I was that crazy person!

(As a side note: I don't like eating ice-cream in the car or in the dark, which is why I was so pissed.)

'Tis The Season-Updated

We finally bought a real Chistmas tree! Tom grew up with the real variety, I with the fake. It doesn't really bother me that we never had a real tree but Tom could not stand it! So this year we got a real tree and retired the "Charlie Brown" Christmas tree.

I must admit, I am enjoying the smell of the real and it is a pretty nice tree to look at.

Here she goes:



We should have it decorated sometime this week, if all goes well!

Update:

With minimal amount of cussing we got the tree decorated!  ;-)

Morning Person

Are you one?

Do you greet the day with enthusiasm?

Are you "hateful" like me?

I loathe waking up in the morning. That alarm clock beeping just puts me in the foulest of moods. (Not to mention I hit the snooze about five times) I really want one of those alarm clocks that wake you up to sounds of the rainforest or the ocean. That would be a delightful change of pace!

The morning people kick into high gear when I get to work. At seven in the morning. Seven. In. The. Morning. What is there to be so chipper about that damn early? I guess if I had a gallon of coffee in the morning I would be all sunbeams and rainbows too. Maybe that is the key, drink a gallon of coffee. Interesting...

So if you ever see me in the morning, save the small talk for noon or later. I really won't be receptive prior to twelve.

Awesome-O

So yesterday, a little bird told me that, if a certain individual was catching babies while I am delivering that said little bird would be able to be in the room! I am super excited! So now the moon and stars need to align so that I will be delivering while this individual is on duty.

It could happen.

At our local hospital you can only have two people and your spouse. So I am having Tom (of course), my mom and his mom. However, I really, really, really wanted my best friend there so, this just might play out in my favor.

I mean you only have your first child once, you should be allowed to have whomever you please in the room.

Not Much To Say...

Or atleast that I would write on here.

I am keeping my inside thoughts inside for once.

Dream Me A Dream...

I guess it has been about a month and a half ago by now. I had a dream that I was having a baby girl and she had red hair and green eyes. She looked just like her daddy, it was so real. She was laughing and everything, she wasn't a newborn but maybe about six months or so old. It was all very strange. Of course at the time of the dream I still thought I might be having a boy even though my dream was showing me otherwise. So that leads me to wonder? Do your dreams "come true" when you are pregnant and dream of your baby? My MIL seems to think so. When she was pregnant with Tom she had a dream about him and everything came true, very freaky I know.

Not too long after my dream my manager had a dream about me and the baby. The baby had curly hair! It was a girl and she had curly hair. Mind you all of these dreams are prior to finding out that the baby is indeed a girl.

Just this weekend my manager had another dream about my baby. This dream was almost like it took her breath away, she kept telling me, "Heather, she was just so beautiful!"

So do you think these dreams are true? Do you know of anyone whose pregnant dreams came true?

I think it would be a hoot if this baby came out nothing like the dream I had of what she looked like! HAHA!

Wordless Wednesday...

Even when you are having a really bad day...



someone will still screw you.

Thoughts All A Flutter...

I know I posted the babies pics and dipped out for a few days, I do apologize. Everything is fine or at-least it is starting to feel that way again.

I had my OB appointment today for the month and everything looks good. The babies  heartbeat was good and my 16week genetic blood-work tests came back all normal! Woo-hoo! I have been having a lot of back pain lately so I was able to get a note from the doctor to wear sneakers at work! Muhuwahaha! My back was feeling better from when I lost weight (before I became pregnant) but my belly is pulling it all out of kilter.

I will have my next ultrasound at the end of this month (another level II) and in December I will have a fetal echo cardiogram to make sure my diabetes isn't affecting the babies heart.

I spotted Bam Margera this weekend whilst driving through West Chester, this is my second MTV celebrity sighting.

I guess that is all the news that is news.

It's A Girl!

Look closely to the picture above. The baby is blowing bubbles!

The Halfway Mark!

YAY! I am half way through my pregnancy! Time is really flying and I can't believe it is twenty weeks already! Woo-Hoo!

I really just can't wait to have the baby just to hold him/her. I will feel much better (mentally) when the baby is born and in my arms.

Tuesday I have an ultrasound so hopefully I will know if it is a him or her.

Here is the awful ultrasound pic from when I was seventeen weeks: (it is really hard to see anything)

This Is Why I Love Him...

Today there was a parade on Main Street in the town of Newark. My eldest niece was in it, but I wanted to stay home and not freeze my ass off so I stayed home. I called my mother later in the day to see how everything went. The proud grandmother that she is went on about my niece and how cute she was in the parade, I can't wait to see the pictures!

Then she tells me about my dad...

There was, for some reason that I have yet to grasp, a political demonstration of sorts in the parade. Mom said there was three people dressed up, one was Bush, one was Cheney and one was Condoleezza. They were chained together in prison shackles and had war crime and other things written on there back. Apparently they were booing and my dad yells: "And boo to you too!" and the boo-er yells back "What did you say" and my dad yells back "I hope you trip!" Now I would have paid to seen this, I probably would have pissed my pants laughing. Why they had this demonstration of sorts in a family parade, I will never know. But don't be surprised to find that a republican will take offense and say something to you. Hell, I was offended. But when my mom proceeded to say that the democrats were handing out candy and dad refused to take it, I lost it! His exact words were I won't eat this "damn democratic candy." I was literally laughing for a good five minutes. I am so much like my dad it is scary.

Pregnant Emotional Train-Wreck

Lately I have had this weird sadness going on. I am going to blame this strictly on my pregnancy hormones. Really anything could set me off into a crying fit. Yes, it is THAT bad.

 My latest crying fit was today when Tom jokingly(?) said that the boy name we agreed on was "gay" and he was re-thinking it. This resulted in instant tears that lasted into a half hour of my crying. WTF. Now I know Tom was joking (?) but for some reason I had to cry about it anyway.

I then proceeded to dig myself further into a hole when I told him he is a control freak and never lets me do anything. That is totally and completely untrue statement but I was busy crying and having a fit like a toddler. Anyone that knows us knows that Tom gives me everything (except a cat) and that statement was completely false.

So that begs me to ask the question of why am I acting this way? I can come up with one reason. Hormones.

Saturday, I started crying, I was so sure that something is/was wrong with the baby. I don't feel the baby move ever and in my head this resulted into something being wrong. I had no logical explanation for feeling this way, I was just being completely irrational. Thus I say again, Hormones.

Another thing weighing on my mind, my best friends husband being deployed. I am not particularly close to him, but for some reason the thought of him leaving makes me very sad. I think I just don't want my friend to have to deal with this and I hate not being able to "fix" this. I also feel at a loss for words when talking to her about it because I have never went through it myself. She is the strong wise one, I am the crying mess one. Now the tables have turned.

Right now even I feel a little weepy. No reason in particular, I guess I just like to cry?! Or maybe having a baby makes you act like a baby? Interesting.

In other news, the chick at work who has been out all week, is officially on leave of absence. As I predicted. I will go on further to predict she will come back sometime before I have the baby, maybe February.

Muhuwahaha...

I'm at work talking about how I still want a cat but Tom keeps vetoing me and then like the voice of God...

"Heather, I have kittens you can have, we have two left."

 AHAHAHAHA! I want one!

So, Tom, can we have one! PLEASE!!!!!!! It was just my birthday and I am having your baby, doesn't that count for something?

I promise to be good!



Look how cute they are!

Christmas Shopping

I am very excited to go Christmas Shopping! Is anyone else feeling this way?

What I really can't wait to do is when my two best friends and I go shopping in Lancaster, PA. We try to make it up there every year to go shopping together, I am stoked!

Does anyone have a shopping tradition they usually do?

Wordless Wednesday

 

It's The Little Things

Remember when I was all upset about not getting that job I applied for. Well...it was probably for the best.

Friday my co-worker had a nervous breakdown, seriously. She had an appointment with her therapist in the middle of the work day and I don't know what happened but she came back to work afterwards. All of a sudden she starts hysterically bawling, hyperventilating, the whole nine. My manager told her to go home so she could deal with whatever happened. That was Friday, she still has not come back to work?!?! We share the same function, so you put the two of us together and all the work gets done, you follow. Take her away now there is too much work for one person (I would be the one person) well now that we have a new boss (i.e. the girl who got the job I applied for) she gets all the "extra work."  This means I just saved myself from doing all the work, like last time when home-girl had a issue and went out on leave and I did everything for that particular function. Muhuwahaha, sometimes things just have a way of panning out.

If home-girl isn't back to work by Monday then she will probably be taking a mental leave of absence and then all her work will continue to go to the other girl.

Please note the chick having the nervous breakdown is one of those people who freak and worry about everything! As soon as I announced to the team that I am pregnant she comes up to me to begin discussing the logistics of my going out on leave in March! March people, as this point in time it was still July I believe. I hope she gets out of her funk but she brings all of this stress on herself, she needs to take it down about 20 notches.

What To Do, What To Do

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate work? Just getting up in the morning to come here makes me want to cry. I think I can't handle it, I am not afraid to admit this. I am not a person that should work or at-least not for this company. Every day getting out of bed is a chore. I would LOVE to be able to be a stay at home wife and the house would sparkle and the yard would be perfect and dinner would be hot off the stove every night! I would just love it, that is my dream. I don't want to bust my balls working for nothing and feel like I have nothing to show for it. I am sure other people feel this way too, it is very sad. I need to at-least make it to June of next year that way I will be vested in my pension and that will give me something to get out of bed for, I guess. I just have this hatred in my heart when I come here. It is hard to explain, I just hate it. I hate being around these fake people. I hate this shitty job. I hate my desk. I hate everything that entails a day at work.

Here is my plan: Trudge through until June. In the meantime, start paying off bills like crazy and saving money. Then come June I might be able to say F-this job. Then I can go work part-time at a flower shop or not work at all. Either would be fine with me. We'll see, until then I'll try not to have a breakdown of some sort.

Thank You Guys!

I love you both very much! Even when we take a horrific picture together, lmao!

 

Meow...

I really, really, really want a cat. Isn't that craziness? I miss how loving cats are and how they curl up next to you in the bed or on the couch. The best part they don't lick your face and you don't have to take them outside to use the bathroom.

I have mentioned it a few times to Tom but he is not jumping on my cat train. He clearly never had a good cat experience like I did.

I even found the cutest cat for adoption at PetSmart. I didn't get to look long because Tom someone was rushing me away from the glass. Humph. So no cat for me, but, maybe I can convince Tom to want one too!

iPod Case from Vera Bradley

I noticed that Vera Bradley had a case but was only made to fit the older style Nano. Then I kept looking on the website to see if they had anything I could put my iPod in. Eureka! They have the "tech case,"it holds iPods, cameras, etc. I went to the mall after work and found it, I love it! It fits the iPod Classic perfectly!

So all you other iPodders go out there and get yours!

Exhibit A) 





Exhibit B)

I Hate This...

Diabetes that is, I am starting to feel like a food prisoner! I went to the diabetes doctor on Friday and they increased my bedtime insulin, they also said I had ketones in my urine. Ketones are bad for the baby because instead of getting energy from food, the baby is using my fat for energy or something like that. They want me to eat a bedtime snack so that my sugars won't be as high in the morning. So meanwhile, I am trying to juggle eating enough, eating the right things and all the while keeping my blood sugars in control. This is impossible! The placenta wreaks havoc on your sugar control and I think I am officially in the stage where it is beyond my control. My sugars seem to constantly be high, no matter what I do. It is very frustrating. Especially because you are not supposed to eat/drink artificial sweeteners while pregnant and no caffeine while pregnant. So your food options are getting even more limited. I think they might put me on a lunchtime insulin when I fax my numbers in tomorrow or at-least that is my prediction.

In other pregnancy news, my ultrasound that was originally scheduled for October 16th is now re-scheduled to October 30th. I had to re-schedule because I switched doctors and everything got all screwy. So hopefully we will find out what the baby is and how he/she is doing.

OMG

I know I may have bad mouthed the cost of the new collection here, but....I love this pattern!!!

Yes folks, I'm talking about those Vera Bradley purses that I love so much!!! I was looking on-line today and stumbled across this pattern I have never seen before. I just love it with its rosie goodness, how could you not?

My lovely mother gave me a super cute bag for my birthday!

It is a Limited Edition Holly Sateen:



Isn't it beautiful!

In other present related news, Tom the wonderful husband that he is bought me an iPod. (Because I can't let Fancythis out do me!  ;-) )I haven't yet tinkered around with it. I am excited that I will be using it at work and can become a hermit from the co-workers that are just so damn annoying. Hallelujah!

In unrelated news, my dogs, sweet little Molly and Callie, are annoying the shit out of me! They have been acting very bonkers lately. Molly who has never done this in her life, has started jumping on the backs of my legs, wtf. I almost fell over today because she did it like ten times. Callie has taken to sitting around me, constantly, and proceeding to cry, whimper, lick my foot, hang on the side of the couch, etc. I really just want the both of them to go away for two seconds. They don't stop until we go to bed. Seriously, they are like this from the time I wake up until the time I go to bed, obnoxious.

Back In Action!

My home computer is fixed hallelujah!

What The Fudge...

Ok so I have had about four meltdowns today and almost cussed out a lady from the legal department.

Then I knocked the chip off my shoulder and got over myself.

Seriously, I am ruining my birthday with my crying and being angry about shit I can't change.

I am off to go put my big girl britches on now!

Happy Birthday To Me.

Must Not Cry...

I didn't get the job I applied for.

It was within my department but a step up. My boss really made me think I would get it, when I talked to her about it she said she had me in mind for the job, etc, etc. Then I had my interview last week and she still  seemed like she was going to hire me.

Then today they announced they hired a different person that does not  deserve it!

My boss told me it was between three people and we were all equally qualified so they picked the person that has been here the longest. What a cop out! Apparently personality and work ethic count for nothing.

I wish I could quit but I can't, after I have the baby I will be looking elsewhere.

2nd Appt.

Went yesterday to have my exam and meet the new doctor! Unfortunately she was running about 2 and a half hours behind schedule. I thought I was going to scream sitting there that long.

I was pleasantly surprised when she showed up in my exam room (I had been waiting in there about an hour and a half) and found out they were going to give me an ultrasound! They even did my ultrasound on top of my belly! The baby was wiggling around and it looked like he/she was sucking a thumb. Couldn't tell the sex though because the baby was relaxing with his/her feet crossed at the ankle.

Everything looks good, the baby and I both!

(Happy Anniversary Tom, three years down, 80+ to go  ;-) )

My Computer Hates Me!

My home computer has been taken over with viruses/adware/spyware so until that is fixed I will be pretty quiet on the blog front...or atleast when I'm home.

First Appt.

Thursday was my first appointment with the new OB! I haven't met the doctor yet, I saw the nurse, she was very nice. Tom and I filled out fifty bazillion forms and talked to the nurse for like an hour.

She was very informative and a refreshing change of pace from the other doctors office who never told me half of the stuff the new doctor's office told me.

The nurse also told me that due to my "health issues" there is a possibility that I will be induced a week before my due date to ensure that my doctor will be there to deliver.

Tom cracks me up, he took tips from the movie "Knocked Up" and asked how many doctors do they have on call, in-case my doctor is not available. I almost died laughing right then because I knew he got that from the movie! They have 8 or 9 but she ensured us the doctor always tries to deliver her own patients.

I will meet the doctor on Monday so I hope I like her as much as I liked her nurse!

The View To My Right...(Warning this is just 300 words of me bitching and complaining)

The top two lovely pictures are from the bedroom windows.



This equally lovely photo is looking out my backdoor window.

I don't think I have mentioned it but they built a ridiculously humongous building on top of next to our house. They had a whole acre to build on but chose to put this building right on top of the property boundaries. Mr. Mulch The owner of this property, just goes about his merry way while I have an elephant of a building next to me.

So far we have caught them driving there equipment through our yard. When Tom said something to them, they assured him they would take care of it, blah, blah, blah, they didn't want to mess up the curb they installed. So instead of "messing up there curb" they'll just turf our grass, seems fair, right? Then we noticed that a couple of the trees in the back had been cut down! I am quite certain the trees were on our side of the line. I wouldn't have had a problem with this had they asked if the trees could be cut down, they didn't. Then I noticed that they are installing lights that will shine directly into our bedroom window! They let there construction trash and debris blow all over our yard! Enough is enough already!  

So here is my plan, find out where this guy lives, dump all of my trash in his yard and set up a spotlight to shine in his bedroom window. The cherry on top, I will set up a jack hammer to constantly be making noise while he is enjoying his leisure time. Did I mention they work weekends too?

Lets Get Our Comment On...

 

It's de-lurking day!

Seriously, there is no way I have 115 looks yesterday and six comments. I am noticing a slight imbalance. Clearly the masses love my neurotic ramblings but are too afraid to comment. We'll it's time to leave a comment MOFO's.

I need the comments, I love the comments.

You wouldn't want to make me cry would you?

*To read more about de-lurking days stroll on over to Pink and Blue Girls!

The Walls Are Closing In On Me...

Okay so I am being a tad dramatic.

• I am officially going on insulin today.


• I have a job interview this week.


• I need to have my house re-zoned to commercial in order to make a substantial profit.


• My head is throbbing.


• I meet my new OB this week.

Have I mentioned I don't like a lot of things going on at one time? Makes me just a tad frazzled.

Mundane Monday

You Are An ISTJ

The Duty FulfillerYou are responsible, reliable, and hardworking - you get the job done.You prefer productive hobbies, like woodworking or knittings.Quiet and serious, you are well prepared for whatever life hands you.Conservative and down-to-earth, you hardly ever do anything crazy.In love, you are loyal and honest. If you commit yourself to someone, then you're fully committed. For you, love is something that happens naturally. And you don't need romantic gestures to feel loved. At work, you remember details well and are happy to take on any responsibility. You would make a great business executive, accountant, or lawyer. How you see yourself: Decisive, stable, and dependable When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, conservative, and egotistical

What's Your Personality Type?

Your Worry Factor is 6%

You hardly ever worry. In fact, you often feel like you don't have a care in the world. It's not that your life is magically easy. You just don't dwell on worse case scenarios. You figure that you'll be able to handle whatever life throws at you. No use worrying about what could go wrong, especially when so much is going right!

Do You Worry Too Much?

You Are a Believer

You definitely believe in God - and you're very unwavering in your religious beliefs. In fact, religion and spirituality are definitely big parts of your life. Religion shapes how you view right and wrong, as well as the decisions you make. It's hard for you to imagine how your life would be without your beliefs.

Are You an Atheist, Agnostic or a Believer?

You Are 12% Bipolar

You're so stable, people wonder if you're really human. You totally have your emotions under control - and know how to deal with life's ups and downs.

Are You Bipolar?

Your Blogging Type is Unique and Avant Garde

You're a bit ... unusual. And so is your blog. You're impulsive, and you'll often post the first thing that pops in your head. Completely uncensored, you blog tends to shock... even though that's not your intent. You tend to change your blog often, experimenting with new designs and content.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

New Pennsylvania Forum!

My brother, as some of you may know, runs a forum called TalkDelaware. Not too long ago he was given the opportunity to create another forum called TalkPA, for all the Pennsylvanians out there! It is an awesome website where you can go and learn more about the events in PA. It also has other discussions that are not technically "PA" related, but fun and interesting none the less. So if you are from PA or know someone that is spread the news!

Membership is free and you will get to meet some great people!

Man Am I Lazy!

I just realized that I have become a lazy sloth. Seriously. It happened sometime around four months ago. I don't want to cook, I don't want to clean. I just want to sit around and do nothing. Maybe I have realized that I will be doing this for the next forever and decided to give myself a break, who knows. What I do know is that looking around my house it is super cluttered! I mean really, I can't stand it any longer.

So I am going to try to get my ass in gear and clean the house and I mean clean the house. I do have a little incentive, the realtor is coming tomorrow! So off I go, vacuum in hand.

HAHAHA!

My ticker to the right says:

 "Baby has began urinating."



That's a pleasant thought, thank you for that.

I Think Me Head Is Going To Explode!

I still have a "cold" which I have decided is my "morning sickness" for my second trimester. My head is like a faucet of mucus that just can't be turned off. The baby has re-programmed my body so that A) Nothing I take for it will work and B) I might throw up after taking anything that is "foreign," this includes sinus medicine.

I switched OB's yesterday, my first appointment isn't until next week! I am excited/terrified, it is always scary meeting new doctors. My old doctor called the Maternal and Fetal Medicine office and cancelled my ultrasound the same day I had my records switched. It seemed a little vindictive but I am sure it is all protocol. I was supposed to have an ultrasound Oct. 16th but now I am not sure what the new doctor will do. Hopefully she won't dilly-dally and I will have my ultrasound on or around the same day. I started taking the HB meds that the other OB prescribed for me and I felt like I was having a panic attack, my heart started racing and I couldn't breathe. Needless to say I stopped taking them.

We are most likely going to put our house on the market, I am nervous/excited. We will be meeting with a realtor on Saturday, I hope everything goes well.

Family Camping...

Tom and I headed down to Elk Neck State Park on Friday for our adventures in camping. It was coming close to being dark so we put the tent up and headed back to town to eat dinner at Woody's in North East, MD. Dinner was awesome! Tom had lobster tails and I had crab au grautin. We headed back to camp after dinner and created a fire, roasted marshmallows and went to bed.

We decided to leave the top off to get some air in the tent. Around 6:00 it started raining, we hopped out of bed and ran around the tent putting the top on, fun times. Of course I couldn't sleep because A) I was hungry and B) I still am sick and could hardly breathe out of my nose. I went to take a shower around 9:00 only to realize mid-shampoo that I forgot a towel. So I did the only thing I could do short of hiking back to the tent naked. I wore my clothes back to the tent without towel drying...lucky me. As by this point my stomach is eating itself I scoured the van for something to eat and found graham crackers. I went back to the tent and stared off into space until around 10:00 when I decided I will surely starve to death and that we must go find a Denny's. I woke Tom up and told him  I was hungry so he finally got up and showered. As we are driving back to town we see Mom, Dad and Mak pass us on the way to the campground so we turned back to go talk to them (no phone reception). Thank God they had Arbys and I finally was able to eat!

We spent the rest of the time setting up the rest of camp, playing on the playground and enjoying each other's company. Good times!

The campsite:



The view from behind the tent:



Our resident lizard:



Dad tearing down a rotten tree:



Tom assisting Mak on the monkey bars:

No, No, No...

I'm officially "High Risk," I suppose I technically always have been but I have officially been labeled as such.

Thursday was my monthly appointment with the OB, I was able to listen to the heartbeat (finally) for about half a second. Literally as soon as I was beginning to hear the heartbeat the doctor says can you hear it, I said yes and he took the machine off. Tom didn't even hear it so that was a bummer for both of us.

The doctor seemed very much like he was rushing us. I told him I had diabetes (couldn't remember if I told him last time) he immediately said he wants me on insulin. Just like that, he doesn't know what my sugars run, he apparently doesn't care what the diabetes doctor says, just you need to take insulin. Then I tried to explain how everything is going good with my sugars and they monitor my diabetes and thyroid and everything is going well. He says do you have thyroid problems? (Mind you that wasin my chart already) I said yes, I have hypo-thyroid. He said, OMG is there anything else you didn't tell me? I said, I did have high blood pressure but it has been fine so the doctor took me off my medicine. He said, You need to take medicine again, go to your doctor and get a prescription.

Can you believe this? This guy is really pushing the meds on me! He doesn't even know how my blood pressure and sugar readings have been going and he wants me on insulin and blood pressure pills, WTF! He said that my BP will get worse and so will the diabetes so I need to be on the meds now. He kind of seemed like he was bugging out. He also said that I have to have Level II ultrasounds once a month to check the babies size and the thyroid. 

While I am excited that I get to see the baby once a month, I am nervous about all the pills and tests, etc...

It seems to me that the doctor is pushing meds off on me and rushing through my appointments. I feel like I should switch doctors, but I am uncertain. I have no faith in the OB's they all seem to rush you or have some weird quirky thing. This is my third OB/GYN in nine years and I fear I may never find one I truly like! So if I don't switch soon I will def. switch after the baby.

What's Next!

Today my husband is going to the doctors because he thinks he has skin cancer. Yes, skin cancer, at age 24.

It runs in his family so there is a very real possibility that he could have it. So today I'll be worrying and praying everything turns out okay.

UPDATE:

Everything turned out okay, no cancer.

Wordless Wednesday-Beauty

Dear Bat Shit Crazy,

I'm not doing this anymore, I'm no longer taking the high road. I've ignored what you do and how act for to long. You my enemy are bat shit crazy.

You are so delusion-ally jealous of me that it is sickening. I have never once done anything to you. For some reason you "hate me" and continuously spread your lies and false hoods about me. Contrary to your beliefs, I am not poor and you need to know that. I unlike you know how to pay my bills and manage my money. I never once have to ask for money from other people, unlike you.

We had a happy family before you came along, everything was fine. But you won't stop! This is getting out of control. The world does not revolve around you and hopefully one day you will realize this.

If I hear one more time that my name has come out of your mouth I will begin calling you and screaming at you like a psychopath. You know the same way you talk to my mother, apparently you think that is the appropriate way to address another person.

So you can continue to "hate me" Monday through Thursday because you need a babysitter Friday through Saturday. You are so fake. I hate you, I hate you, oh by the way can you watch my kids? What the fuck is that all about? Do you honestly in your heart think that the way you treat people is the way people should be treated? Do you? I don't and I'm sick of it.

So you need to keep your business to yourself if you don't want something to be read by other people.

I have not forgotten what you wrote about me on myspace to your friends. Not cool. Once again I can see it is your jealousy shining through. You disgust me. Don't call me, don't talk to me, don't look at me. You are not welcome around me.

I always wanted a sister, for some reason God put you in my life. I'm still trying to figure that one out.

I'm quite certain you will read this and I am glad, maybe you can share it with your friends and you can talk about me some more. Loser.

Damn You Diabetes!-Updated

Friday, I had my monthly appointment at the Diabetes doctor. They kindly informed me that my sugars look great and that I have really good control. In the next breath they tell me that I will soon be put on insulin since I am now in my second trimester. Of course the RE told me ten weeks ago, that insulin is a possibility for my future...I guess I was in denial! I have really good numbers so my brain can not focus on why I need to take insulin shots!

Every Monday and Thursday you have to fax or call in your blood sugar numbers. Yesterday I faxed them in and no one called all day! I had faxed them in around 8:00am and didn't hear anything. Tom and I went off on our errands after I got home from work so I missed there call. The lady wants me to call her back (Tues)  that she needs to talk to me! Ahhh! I just know it, this it, this is the insulin call! All night I kept rambling to Tom about not wanting to take insulin...whine, whine, whine.

So I called this morning and haven't heard anything back yet...the suspense is killing me!

Update:

I called the office again, cause' I'm a stalker like that! The lady said I need insulin in the morning, then she asked what my sugars were this morning and they were normal, as usual. Then she says well that is really good what are you eating? When I said a bagel with egg and cheese I was scolded because that is too much carbs in the morning. I now have to eat whole wheat bread with egg and cheese instead. They are going to see how my eating is controlling my sugars and then if they don't see an improvement they will go ahead with insulin. The lady kept going on about how she can't believe I'm not on insulin and that she was impressed because my numbers are so good. Woo hoo! No insulin for now! Excuse me while I pat myself on the back!

Well, There Goes Another Weekend!

Is it just me or is time flying? Saturday marked Tom and I's nine years of being together! Nine years people! That seems like forever but it feels like the blink of an eye. We didn't really do anything fancy or special. I watched my nieces Friday night and on Saturday morning we woke up at 7:00am. I was wondering where the husband was since he usually comes home around 7:00, it was so cute he strolls in the door with really pretty white with hot pink roses! I finished getting the girls ready since the oldest had cheerleading on Sat. morning and when their parents came and got them around 9:00 I wandered back to bed. I slept until 3:00! It felt great! I managed to sleep right through my eyebrow wax appointment and didn't even care. I could have stayed in bed all of the day!

Here is a pic of one of the roses:



Later that night my two best friends and I had plans to go to a benefit dinner at church that also had a silent auction as well as a live auction. That was super fun! Silent auctions really bring out the competive side of Laura, she stalked the item she wanted and refused to let anyone out bid her, it was hilarious! The suspense of a silent auction was really just going to be the death of us, we kept checking our watches waiting for 7:30 to come around so that we could breath easy. Of course we won our items. Woo Hoo!

Here is one of the items I won, it is the three wise men as sheeps! I just love them!



This is a quilt I got for my nieces to use when they come over. I have always loved Sunbonnet Sue and when I saw this I had to have it!  The back of it is big-bird yellow and the world's softest and fuzziest material.



Sunday I considered sleeping the day away but the pups were not having that. Molly and Callie were running back and forth and scratching at my side of the bed. I figuered I better get up so they don't piss on the floor. Not long after that my mom called so we hung out the rest of the day. Super fun! Mom, Dad, Grandma and I went shopping and tried out a new barbecue joint that was super good! Then some how the day was over and here I sit typing and doing laundry, wishing I didn't have to go to work tomorrow!  :-(

Maternity Clothes

I love em' they are soooo comfortable! I finally started wearing them this week, there was no way I could squeeze my growing belly into my normal pants any longer! My fitted shirts don't fit anymore either. So woohoo bring on the elastic-y goodness of that which is maternity!

The Good and The Bad

The Good:

We had a great time at The Melting Pot! The food was really good and we weren't there too terribly long.

We got the "celebration package" which is balloons, fondue chocolate bars and your picture taken. I thought the picture turned out really cute. When I got home I looked at our last picture together from the Melting Pot, holy smokes we lost a good amount of weight!

Before (October 2006):



After (today) Tom has lost 50 pounds & I lost 40 pounds:



Surprisingly I haven't gained a single pound despite the fact that my clothes no longer fit me! (I read in a book that if you are already overweight you don't gain as much weight as skinny people)

The Bad:

1) We narrowly escaped I-95 in one piece! I was driving since Tom was sauced, we are just driving along minding our own business. All of a sudden this car charges into my lane about where the driver side door is! I had to hit the brakes and pull into the other lane to keep Tom's car from being creamed! I was terrified! Normally I am quick to lay on the horn, I was in shock or something because it took me a good two minutes to honk the damn horn. Of course I started to cry because my hormones have turned me into a crying mess because of the adrenaline. It was very scary and I probably would have been seriously injured had that jerk-off hit us going 70 mph hour.

2) Tom and I as some of you may know due not practice the same religion. He is catholic, I am baptist. He technically doesn't practice and claims to not even believe in Jesus. So I feel that our kid(s) will be raised Baptist seeings how I am the only one practicing my faith and have a relationship with God. Oh no, not in Tom's book, the kids are going to be raised Catholic. As you can imagine, I am not feeling this. It should be very interesting to see how this difference in opinion will pan out. I am sticking to my guns and I think he is too. Moral of this story: when your father tells you  (nine years ago) that you are unequally yoked, you might want to actually listen.

The religion thing is laughable at this point, I refuse to get bent out of shape but I would like to come to an agreement before we have kids to tend to. Argh.

3) I burnt my finger on the steam coming from the pot at the Melting Pot and it still is burning! When I reached towards the pot it burnt me really bad and Tom says "It couldn't have burnt you!" He then reaches his hand to the steam to prove his point! About two seconds later, "Holy shit that is really hot!" His face is cringed in pain and he is shaking his hand around like a moron. All I could do was laugh, tears were streaming down my face, that was the dumbest thing I have ever witnessed.

Ahhh!

I just am having a wonderful day today. For no reason in particular,  I'm just feeling very happy.

It's very refreshing.

I had an awesome night last night, hanging out with one of my bestess friends. It is so nice to spend time with a true honest and genuine person.

Today Tom and I are going to, dare I say, the Melting Pot tonight! YAY! We are celebrating the end of my first trimester and the beginning of the second. (I know we're such dorks)

I am super excited! I get to hear the baby's heartbeat next Thursday (the 20th) YAY! I know I saw the heart beating on the ultrasound screen, but I really want to hear it!

Darn MEME's

"Mark Alan" over at Idle Ramblings of a Slightly Mad Man tagged with this here meme. 

These are the “official” rules (I cut and pasted):

1. Players must list one fact, word, or tidbit that is somehow relevant to their life for each letter of your first or middle name.


2. When you are tagged you need to write your own post containing your first or middle name game facts, word, or tidbit.


3. At the end of your post choose one person for each letter of your name to tag.


4. Don’t forget to leave a comment telling them that they have been tagged, and to read your blog.


5. If I’ve tagged YOU (see below), please join in on the fun!

Okay - here’s my info: Heddy (okay I am cheating and using a nickname, so sue me)

H - Hopeful.  That everything in life works out in a favorable manner.

E- Ecstatic. That I am pregnant, do I need to say more?

D - Daughter. To the the best parents a girl could ask for.

D - Determined. To change something that I can not yet reveal at this point in time.

Y-Yowser. Okay really who can think of a description with the letter Y. Seriously.

Now who I have tagged

Laura

Jane

Amber

Mel

Clothing Pet Peeves (MEME)

I’ve been tagged by GirlyMama for a clothing meme.  Here is my list of clothing pet peeves:

1) Clothing that is too tight, I mean seriously if you are getting heavier (or are pregnant) you need to buy some looser fitting clothes. You are only fooling yourself.

2) Clothing that is too loose. Why would you do this to yourself? You should try not to look sloppy if at all possible. Buy some smaller clothes already.

3) Black bra and white shirt do not equal a fashion statement. (well it's a statement but not one I want to give!)

4) I do not want to see the top of your thong. While at work especially, we are supposed to be business professionals. Professional being the key word.

5) What the hell is with all this 80's clothing and any other era that we seem to be stuck on replay with. These designers really need to try and have more original designs, I'm just saying.

Okay, now it’s your turn.  Share.  What are your clothing pet peeves???  I tag anyone else who wants to play!

Hmm...

I have noticed that some people don't eat pork. They eat all the other meats but not pork. I think it is odd  but to each his own.

I got to thinking about the cafeteria at work. They deep fry all the breakfast meats in the same oil that they deep fry the french fries, onion rings and sweet potato fries. So all the people that don't eat pork are still being contaminated. The bacon, pork sausage, turkey sausage, scrabble and chicken fingers are fried in the same oil as hashbrown patties,  french fries, onion rings and sweet potato fries. So if you didn't eat pork, would you be offended by the cross-contaminates? If eating pork makes you sick would this make you sick? The answer is no.

I am a people watcher and am quite conviced the anti-porks haven't even realized the contamination. They also don't seem to care that the same griddle that everyone else's food was grilled on also grilled there pork-free food.

I find this very interesting and leads me to believe people are full of shit.  :roll:

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In the beginning of August I was fixing a paper jam in the copy machine at work. Once I was finished and back at my desk I realized the stone had fallen out of my ring. I told the secretary and she had the copy repairman come down to take apart the machine so I could get my stone back. I successfully located the stone and took the ring to be repaired at Littmans Jewelers.

I finally drug myself to the mall this Friday to pick my ring up. The ring looked beautiful, the stone was back where it belonged and the ring looked all shiny and polished. As the guy is ringing up my bill I notice and blurt out, "The diamonds are missing in the middle underneath the amethyst!" The ring is very unique, IMO, it is a huge amethyst that is set high and underneath the amethyst is a row of diamonds probably about seven or more. I guess when they put the amethyst back in place they knocked one or two of the little diamonds out. They are supposed to fix and it should be ready today. I am SO glad I caught that before I walked out of the store! This also lead me to wonder, how in the hell did you not see the diamonds missing from the row? I mean you are working that closely with the ring and don't even notice that you knocked the diamonds out? Craziness!

Feeling Much Better Now!

Well I am finally getting over this horrible plague that I surely thought I was going to die cold. I had a lovely weekend of laying around feeling my very best and trying to not curl up in a ball and die. It was that bad!

It really sucked too, beings it was a holiday weekend and everyone was out having a jolly ole time and I was laying on the couch/in the bed convinced I was dying from some unknown illness. Oh that's right just a cold, not the plague.

I still sound like some strange man/frog combination but I am not near as bad as I was this weekend. I might just be in the clear, knock on wood.

Tuesday I called my Mom to let her know that I was home and that I didn't go to work:

Me: Mom

Mom: Sorry you have the wrong number

Me: MOM

Mom: Who are you calling? (With irritation in her voice)

Me: MOM

Mom: Who is this?

Me: Mom it is me Heather

Mom: Oh, you sound like shit

Followed by fits of laughter.

It's pretty bad when your own mother doesn't recognize your man/frog voice!

Graduation Day (11 weeks 4 days)

Thursday was our last appointment with the Reproductive Endocrinologist and now we have "graduated" to my regular OB. It was kind of sad, I love everyone in that office and I won't see them again until I am pregnant again. This also ends my weekly ultrasounds, sniffle sniffle! On the other hand I will not miss my weekly copay of $30.00 and I no longer have to take progestrone! YAY!

The baby was sleeping and was not moving a muscle. The ultrasound chick at one point reached up and stabbed at my belly a few times to try to get the baby to move a little. That worked for about 2.2 seconds. It was so cute Tom, Mom and Mom-in-Law came to the appointment and my MIL is SOOO excited! My mom even said to me today, "Tom's mom is so cute she is so excited!" Mom also realized, "You know I'm never going to get to see your baby, I'll have to fight Tom's mom for it." She was joking of course but there maybe a little bit of truth to that statement.

Here is the pics of the baby and I don't want to hear anyone say it still looks like a blob. A blob would be furthest from the truth.

BLECK!-Updated

I have a stinking head cold. The freakiest thing ever, it is only on the right side of my head/neck. Never had anything like it.

Nose is clogged and or snotty on the right nostril, right eye waters, right ear hurts, right side of neck hurts and my right side of my throat is sore! I think it is bizarre to say the least.

 This all started with  hellacious sinus headaches for about a week, maybe it is draining in the form of a cold. Either that or I have a sinus infection-on the right side.

Has anyone ever had this before?

Update:

My doctor said it seems like sinus congestion for right now and not a full blown infection. But if it goes untreated it will turn into a sinus infection so. I must use sea salt nasal spray for two days and try to flush out the congestion. Then I move on th Flonase nasal spray for two days and if that doesn't work I move onto amoxicillin until it clears up.

My solution to all of this was to fill the flonase and amoxicillin prescriptions today and immediately start taking both of them. I mean really, sea salt spray, get out of my town with that crap. I actually threw-up yesterday because I was so sick, then I immediately went to bed (around 6:00) and didn't wake up until 5:00 in the morning. I feel like death warmed over and sea spray is not going to cut it. Also I am drinking good old hot tea with honey and that makes my throat feels tons better.

I Am So Proud!

My niece's first commercial:

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The commercial will air on the Style network (locally) seven times a day starting in September.

Fun Times!

We had our annual barbecue this past Saturday, super fun! Although all day we all complained about how it was "hot as balls" out here and that surely we were going to die from the heat. All of a sudden the weather decided it wanted to be 98 freaking degrees and as humid as possible. But we made it through and had a lovely time. The barbecue is always my time to get caught up with the people I grew up with and Tom's family. 

Poor mom dehydrated herself (on accident, of course) and I think had heat exhaustion to go with it. She got horribly sick and ended up going home early, it was a real bummer. Every year we all look forward to the BBQ and mom practically does everything to get it ready and she was pretty upset that she got so sick.

"The boys," as I call them really scare the shit out of me sometimes. You just want to help them change their lives around but they don't want help, they seem to like the way they live just fine. That scares me even more.  It would appear that whoever was "less drunk" received the honor of driving home. Of course fancythisand I were really upset by this, but there is no talking to these boys, do you hear me, no talking to them! When I called Tom and told them what they did he said "They do it all the time." I was even more concerned, it's not like they are just endangering themselves but other people. A few times these boys would say something and I would give them the old you shouldn't do that because xyz... They really scare me, I hope they grow out of there wild and crazy behavior.

We had Tom's mom tell his side of the family that I am pregnant, it was so cute! His mom is super excited and she is hoping we have a girl! She was so cute, she looked over at me and said, "can I tell them now, I am about to explode!" I gave that a good chuckle and told her to go right ahead.

Sunday, we had a man come and give us an estimate for an addition. Holy smokes, it would cost a hell of a lot of money! We paid 157,000.00 for our house, by my calculations to complete the addition it would cost about 60-70,000.00 dollars total. That would mean I might as well just buy a new house, am I wrong? I about had a stroke and decided we should just wait and see how next year goes once we have the baby and everything. I don't want to feel like fools rush in and get financially stuck.

The Finance Nazi

In our family I am the one that writes out the bills and takes care of any and all paperwork. Husband prefers it this way, sure we will have an occasional spat about me spending too much money but when I offer him the checkbook responsibility he is ducking and dodging. He knows the checkbook is a pain in the ass, quite frankly worrying about bills is a pain in the ass. My husband would also prefer I never ever put anything on either credit card. I totally and completely understand that but sometimes you just have to. Lately Tom has been on this pay off bills and don't use credit cards rampage. This is just fine by me. So you can imagine my surprise when he says, lets go to Rome, just put in on the credit card. Ummm...I don't think so. Rome is something we will be saving for next year as previously planned. Clearly my husband had lost his damn mind!

We have been planning to go to Italy to celebrate our ten years of being together four of which are the married years. We thought about this trip last year and I really didn't imagine being pregnant. So there is only one thing to do, pump milk for a week and ship our little baby off to his/her grandparents!  ;-)  No really I am being serious.

First OB Appointment! (10 weeks, 2 days)

Much to my surprise it was pretty much like having an annual. For those who don't know what an annual is, allow me to explain. Get a pap-smear, feel around on your uterus, leave. You are in and out of the actual exam in about two seconds.

I think I spent a half an hour filling out forms, did you know they ask you if you want your baby to have a social security number? I had to check yes and sign my name! I must be naive because I really thought everyone (from this country)  was automatically given a number, I thought that question was very odd.

They gave me a huge shopping bag full of free stuff and information, very neat, I can't wait to get home and look through it!

I also had blood drawn about seven vials and had to pee in a cup, I hope all that blood work comes back okay. I didn't even think to ask exactly what all they were checking.

So far so good! Next month we will get to listen to the babies heartbeat, how exciting!

Nine Weeks Four Days

Here is the pics from Thursday that I have been too busy to post. I will warn you the baby is upside down and the angles look weird.



This is the backside of the baby, the white line towards the top is the spine.



At the very top are the feet and at the very bottom is the babies head.



The heartbeat a very good 179, doesn't that mean it is a girl?



In this pic I could swear I see a little face, Tom saw it too but said it was my imagination...interesting. Also the baby has his hand near his face like he's waving!

The baby was sooo active this week! He/she was moving around so much the tech could hardly do the measurements! The baby waved and did a little break dance while we were looking at him/her. It was so special and amazing, to think that all of that was going on inside of me and I had no clue until I saw it on the screen. It was just so awesome!

P.S. My hair has started to fall out, it is kind of freaking me out. It would be different if I had thick hair but my hair is fine/thin. Hopefully I don't start having bald patches!  ;-)

Friend or Foe?

As badly as I want to vent about friend(s) that get on my nerves here on the blog, I can't. I wish I could, I would feel a lot better getting it all out there, but I can't. You may be thinking to yourself why don't you talk to the person about it, we have, nothing changes. Their motto is "I am 'name' this is who I am." But lets just say I  have to be around this person, it's not like someone you know that you don't have to see that much, then you could just ignore them, this person you see day in and day out. There is no escape from the digs and negative projections that are afflicted on me every day. This "friend" can't see past the end of there own nose. I have talked to other friends about the issues at hand and they can see it too.  I  decided it is this cloud of negativity that upsets everyone's psyche which helps me to know that I am not alone!

My problem to in all of this is that I don't fight with my true friends. There is never an unkind word spoken to one another. They are your safe harbor the person that will always be there for you when things go bad and you are there for them, without judgement, without negativity. I wouldn't want a friend any other way. I want and need to have a sisterly relationship with my friends. I want to be able to have my friends in my life until the day I die. I don't want to fight and argue. I don't want to dread seeing them everyday. I want to be excited with their happiness. I am that way with all of my friends, but one.

I know that with my own self I never forget anything, however I will forgive if you ask for forgiveness. This person has never asked for forgiveness. They never say they are sorry if they hurt my feelings and half the time I don't think they even realize that they did something hurtful or rude towards me. But they do, every day, and it hurts.

There is no way to end this insanity, I just don't want to deal with them anymore. So today I told a friend about all the hurtful things that have been said to me and she confided to me the hurtful things they have done to her. I feel much better now. But I still don't want to be her friend.

Just as a little glimpse of a snide comment made to me while going through infertility treatments: "It is better to be like you and not be able to have children, than to miscarry and lose your baby."

Yes it is like that, everday. I bet you dollars to donuts this post comes back to bite me, but I really don't care!

The Mistress

My oh so loving husband took me down to the Red Lobster last night! Isn't he the sweetest! I had a craving in the worst way for garlic shrimp scampi and snow crab legs! On the way there he says:

Tom: Where are your rings?

Me: I took them off when I got home.

Tom: Now it looks like I am taking my mistress to dinner!

Me: It happens.

Makayla Mondays

Let me preface this by saying that every Monday in the summer I go and pick my oldest niece up from daycare when I get off of work. Usually she will talk your ear off. Last week she asked my five hundred thousand questions. This week she sang songs and was fairly quiet. She sang a lovely rendition on Aqua's Barbie Girl song:

"I'm a boppie girl in a boppie world"

"It's in taffy, It's in taffy"

I didn't have the heart to tell her she was singing it ass-backwards, she was so proud of herself!

When we got home I made her a sandwich and she ate some cookies. Finally I was able to sit down with her (of course after I vacuumed the cookie crumbs of the couch). She likes to rough house with a few people me being one of them. I have however asked her repeatedly to stop jumping and hitting my belly, you see where this is going don't you. So we are sitting there and she starts to press on my belly. All of a sudden:

Mak: Did you hear that

Me: Hear what

Mak: It went meep

Me: What did?

Mak: I think it was your baby in your belly

Me: Is that because you were pressing on my belly?

(Insert child's evil grin)

Me: I told you if you keep doing that you might hurt her.

Mak: It's not a her! It's a boy, right Aunt Heather?

Me: We still have to wait to find out!

Mak: AWWWW!

This child cracks me up!



This was taken today, she was very busy watching Nemo, no time for pictures!



This pic is from her birthday party a couple of months ago: Uncle Tom, Mak and Aunt Heather

Nightmares

Okay the past few weeks, I have been having nightmares that wake me from my sleep. They are very terrifying and on Saturday it woke me up in the middle of the night. My chest was pounding and my back was hurting. In the dream I was in a car accident, I was driving along with three other cars. I was the car that was second to the last we are all driving down the street and all of a sudden my car jerks to the side of the road and gives me whiplash. I twisted my back in the dream. When I woke up my back hurt.

I have been thinking a lot about this dream and I think it represents all of the pregnant people in my life right now.  All of them drove fine and dandy but my car crashed.

I had another nightmare last night that woke me up but it didn't scare me as much and I can't recall what it was about. However I was very scared and kept thinking someone was in the house when I woke. I think that was partly due to my fear of the unknown aka I am scared of the dark (sometimes).

Has anyone else had this nightmare problem? Or am I just a psycho, haha!

Excuse Me While I Wipe The Egg Of My Face...

Yesterday...

Tom: (In a very cheerful voice) Guess what today is?

Me: Don't know, don't care.

Tom: Guess

Me: I don't know it's Sunday

(Tom gets quiet)

Me: What day is it?

Tom: It's nine weeks today!

And the award for worst wife of the year goes too...Me!

I was just a tad bit irritable yesterday and a little nauseous, in my defense.

Eliza Grace Design

Do you have a baby or you know someone who does? Well then you need to go check out Eliza Grace Design! Our fellow blogger is selling the most fantabulous items! She has tote bags, blankies, burp cloths and bibs! All super cute and super chic for the hip mama! So run on over and check her out, you know I did!

Here is a sample aka what I bought  ;-) 

Throwback Thursday!

First up we've got my brother Chase and I not very old, I'll say maybe October or November of 1984:



I am thinking I am maybe 9 months old here?:



Lastly, here is me at Sylvan Springs in Missouri, I have no clue how old I am:



Check out more Throwbacks at Pinks and Blues!