Where Is That Smell Coming From?

And what is the smell?

For the past week maybe a little less I have smelled this fragrant almost floral like smell. I don't where it is coming from or what it is.  The smell is now starting to smell like an air freshener or something. Yesterday, was the worst day. It was all around me, in my mouth and on every molecule of air surrounding me.  It gave me a sinus headache and made my nose run worse than normal.

I thought it was the girl who sits in the desk behind me because I noticed she had a bottle of lotion on her desk that I hadn't seen before. Now I am convinced there is some sort of air freshener around this place.

My manager/friend here at work was helping me investigate because she can smell it too.  She sits down in my chair and said, "Heather, it's your desk!" Which if you were in my aisle you would wonder because I feel like I'm in the center of it. I told her it wasn't and then she proceeded to walk around and also could not find the source. So annoying!

We both are now wondering if someone has one of those stick on air fresheners under their desk. It has to be near me somewhere, I might need to come in early on morning on a seek and destroy mission, muhuwahaha!

Sleep, Where Are You Friend?

I don't know what it is lately but I can not sleep. It seems to have started ever since Tom is now in the bed with me. This may be pure coincidence or perhaps I am on to something! Every morning like clock work I wake up at 3:30 am. I then proceed to toss and turn until 5:30 am when my alarm clock goes off. By then I have gotten my second sleeping wind and am now ready to go back to sleep. After hitting the snooze forty-seven times I eventually drag myself out of bed a little after 6:00 am. What is the deal.

Some mornings I lay there plotting Tom's death as I am convinced he is crowding me out and pulling covers off me or piling them all on me. This morning I woke up with a throw pillow on my head. I am seriously considering putting a camera up to prove my theory that he is a horrible bed sharer. I am one of those people who can not stand other people piling on me. Tom is one of those people who likes to pile on other people (namely me). This morning in my near hysteria of tossing and turning for going on an hour he put his leg on top of my leg. Just like that I started feeling claustrophobic and had to turn myself and face the other direction. (Read: Heather needs psychiatric help)

Then the leg cramps start. Enough said.

So in the end, I ended up getting out of bed super early and coming to work super early.

I think I am done being pregnant. Surely this is really why I can't sleep, right?

A Conversation With My Friend At Work...

N: Is you moms throwing you another baby shower.

Me: No, I don't think I'm having another baby shower.

N: Oh that's right, white people don't have baby showers after there first baby.

N: Not us, we'll keep having baby showers until you are up to your sixth or seventh kid. Then after that you really need to start re-using things.

All I could do is laugh, I mean really, what do you say to that. God love her.

Happy Fifth Anniversary Lover!

Hannie's First Hair Cut!

About a month or so ago I made an appointment for Hannah and I to have our hair cut. She needed her ends leveled and I was ready for something new!

Finally, on September 30th we both got in to have our hair done. Hannah was first up. Rhonda my stylist told us that it is best to put her in a booster so that she will get used to having her hair cut on her own. Tom placed her in the booster and Rhonda put a Harry Potter-esque cape on her and she just sat there as still as a stone. Han enjoyed looking in the mirror at herself. I was near tears because she looked like such a big girl sitting up there all by herself.  Then just like that she was all done!

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Next it was my turn on the chopping block. I had originally pictured about three or four inches to be chopped off. Then I just let Rhonda do what she thought would look best. I think she did a great job considering that I have Hannah to tend to and another one in just two months. She was wanting me to have fairly low maintenance hair and I think it turned out just great! I knew I was in for it when she put my hair in a pony tail and said that I might as well just donate my hair since I am was getting it cut. That is just what I did, I had nine inches total taken off and sent it in to Pantene to be made into a wig. I am still getting used to it but for now I am enjoying it!

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A Day of Change

Today marks the first day of Tom going back to second shift. It feels weird. I'm sure Han and I will get used to by the end of the week. Both Tom and I have all new daily routines and I think it is a little bit more lonely without him around at nights.

We officially own the house that we live in, yay! Settlement went very smoothly and we have no worries. I did get to thinking while I was there that Tom and I really need a will set up in case we both croak. I'll have to put that on my to-do-list.

I was stunned to hear that Hannah jumped out of her crib today. Tom was in the shower and she decided she didn't want to wait in the crib for him to finish. She jumped out landed on the floor and kept on trucking into the bathroom. I believe Tom said she didn't even cry!

I'm anemic now with this pregnancy. I've been taking iron for about two weeks or somewhere close to that and still feel very tired so I guess I'm just tired. I will also have to have ultrasounds every week until I'm due which begins this Wednesday. This is just to measure the size of the baby and to make sure nothing weird is going on since I have diabetes and HBP.

This Day Sucks

Today has not been a good day. It started it off fairly okay and then I got to work and it went rapidly down hill. As soon as I got to work I realized that the other girl that shares the same job function as me left a good amount of work for me to do today. She has off every Friday and for whatever reason left me a bunch of her work to do. That throroughly ticked me off and I was about to blow. I was at the stage where you are so mad that you could just cry, like I had some how been defeated.

Then a few hours later, my friend shared something very personal and quite traumatic with me and our other friend. I am still feeling so sad for her. I have never been someone to cry along with another person. Today was different, I must have cried with her everytime she cried and then some. I wanted to help her but there was nothing I could do to change anything that was happening to her. I am still thinking about everything that is happening to her and it just seems so senseless and has no justification. She is a very sweet and honest person that does not deserve this one bit.

Then I finally get home and I just want to go to bed. I don't want to stay up watching TV with Tom even though that's what he wants to do I just want to sleep. Of course Tom gives me grief about wanting to sleep. I really just wish that he would understand. I am tired because a) I'm pregnant and b) I work 9-10 hours a day so no I really don't want to stay up past ten o' clock everynight to spend time with you. I want my old trusty bed that I love so much and I want to sleep. Perhaps in January maybe not until February will I want to stay up later but, I am doubting that too. It's time for you to realize that I need to go to bed no later than 9:00 every night. I'm getting older you know!

Then I come to let my dog out for the night and read this. I'll miss that dog.

This day sucks.