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Monday, November 30, 2009

Motivation is welcome to kick in any time now...

I don't get it. Lately I've had motivation up the whazoo. I mean, for pete's sake....I pulled out a tree and dead flowers in the pouring down rain. But, my motivation seems to only be channeled in one direction....Toward making my house into a better home. Because, today....I really need motivation for my grad work.

You see, as I've mentioned before, I am pretty much constantly taking a grad class here or there to finish up my Masters degree. I'm thisclose to finishing. After this class (which ends FRIDAY), I have only three more classes and I'm done.

But, to finish this class...I have to write a paper. A quite daunting paper in my humble-been-out-of-school-for-way.too.long opinion. There was a time in my life during my senior year of undergrad that I wrote 12 page papers WEEKLY for my education classes...and now...? A 6 page paper has got the best of me.

This paper...is due Friday. This paper...must be written in the useless "APA" format. [Why do they do this anyway?! Let us just WRITE without all the little rules...pleeeease.] This paper...is going to be boring. This paper....seems like it won't.ever.happen. Honestly.

I even drove myself to a little cafe...laptop and books in hand...to sit, with no distractions, and get this paper done this morning.

But then.

It happened.

I just had to check facebook.

I just had to check blogs.

I just had to answer the facebook chats that I heard "pop" up on my screen.

I had to check my favorite forum.

I had to email some friends.

I had to upload a picture.

I had to comment on someone's picture.

I had to tweet. (Okay. I did not have to tweet. Considering I do this like...once a month. Obviously--someone was trying to procrastinate....)

And all these things...led me to do absolutely nothing. NOTHING.

Okay, well, to my defense-I did at least type out the title of my paper into a word document. Baby steps, people. Baby steps.

So, here I am-blogging, when, this paper is looming over my head. Friday may seem like a long way away, but with the week I have coming up...it will be here before you know it.

Without further ado, I'm going to go now to start this dumb paper get a snack.

Wish me luck.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

(Not-So) Silent Sunday

How far along? 17 weeks, 2 days.

Total weight gain: Well, I thought I had gained one according to my scale. Believe it or not, even after Thanksgiving and all...I had lost it again. When I got on the scale this morning, it looked as though that was confirmed. But honestly? I don't eat much. I eat little tiny bits throughout the day and never finish my meal. So at this point, that may be why...or the fact that my arch enemy good old friend morning sickness has struck again.

Maternity clothes? Yup. Maternity pants are a must. I still just stretch and tug all my regular tops, though.


Check out that GROWING action.
Kinda scary what can happen in 2 weeks time.

15 & 17 weeks.
15 weeks Photobucket

Sleep: I don't wake up anymore in the middle of the night to pee...which has allowed my sleep to be sounder. However, I do wake up pretty sore...my lower back has always been an issue for me, so with pregnancy, naturally it's gonna feel worse. PS: just read that my uterus is the size of a cantaloupe..hence the center of gravity is shifting...

Best moment this week: I felt the baby move, and I KNOW I felt it. (This happened Thanksgiving night....so my Baby B must love some turkey!)

Movement: As stated above. It has happened multiple times since then. It's a combo of feelings...sometimes it feels like two butterflies flitting around in there...other times it feels almost like a twitching sensation. Either way...him or her, they are a movin' in there ;)

Gender: Soon...soon...very soon. [Don't forget to VOTE on the gender poll to the right!]

Labor Signs: Again. No. That would suck.

Belly Button in or out? I think its definitely stretching...but still an innie. It's a little flatter these days.

What I miss: I'll say it again...clear skin. Oh how I miss it.

Weekly Wisdom: Just assume morning sickness with NEVER go away. Getting your hopes up sucks, and it can strike again like that. I had days....dayyyyss of feeling really good. Then, bam. This morning...it was back.

Milestones: Getting that so called 2nd trimester boost of energy, or...."nesting". Whatever it is...things are getting done around my house that a few weeks ago I would have never dreamed of seeing the day. For instance...the other night, in the pouring rain...I put out the wreaths on my windows, went outside and pulled out all the dead flowers in my garden, pulled out a tree (YES...a freaking tree...I mean, it was small..but still!), got rid of fall decorations, and raked out the garden. Needless to say, I was muddy. When Declan got home...he was shocked to say the least. [For the last few months the scene has been me, on the couch...feeling sickly, or exhausted, or just plain blah.]


Saturday, November 28, 2009

A little backwards...but, Thanksgiving #1

Sisters. Isn't she gorgeous?


My lovely Mommy. Because of her, I am not afraid of aging. She's stunning!

My handsome little boy in his sweater.

Seriously...a gorgeous turkey, is it not?!

...and one of my favorite outtakes from our photo session. So funny.

Thanksgiving #2 with Declan's family is tonight. If I am motivated...there may be photos to show of that, too. We shall see.

happy saturday!

Friday, November 27, 2009

The longest day I've maybe ever had...in a good, good way.

I always wondered what it would be like to be up for 24 hours straight, being semi-productive and all. I mean, I've done those lock-in events as a kid...and stayed up. That's fun. But, this? This...this...insanity called Black Friday....is much, much different.

We snuck in a little snooze after all the Thanksgiving festivities yesterday, and we were out the door around 12:15am. Declan and I, that is. We had a goal. To get some Christmas shopping started. To achieve some sort of Christmas motivation. To spend time together. Whatever you want to call it...we did it. This was my 4th year of the midnight madness, and his third. So, we're pretty much champs at this.

But this year? After having a pretty successful shopping trip--we came home around 5:30am, and yes, I'll admit, we took a few hour snooze. But--BUT-after that,we just kept on truckin'. We got breakfast out at our favorite spot. We did some major projects around the house. We took on cleaning out and organizing the garage (for pete's sake!), we hung a big floating shelf in the man cave that was long overdue, we moved a desk down to the basement, we got out Christmas Decorations....

Oh boy.

Christmas Decorations.

Oh how I love and dread this task.

The decorations had to be put up, but the house had to be cleaned. So, it was a major multi-tasking-type day. At times, there were boxes and big rubbermaids all over my floor and I couldn't move. My dog was found chewing on something glittery or fake pine needles countless times. Then, throw in an 8pm trip to chick-fil-a because, Crap---DINNER! and then a stop at the famous Christmas tree shops for little odds and ends. It was a heck of a day.

But.

The kitchen got a SPARKLY cleaning job (thanks hubby....).

The Christmas decor is OUT. Completely.

The carpets are vacuumed...so, no more puppy chewing on sharp objects. Nice.

1 of the 3 bathrooms got a good cleaning.

The other 2 got a toilet scrub. [Give me a break...its late.]

There are clean, NEW [700 thread count, a Target SCORE last night!] sheets on the bed.

...which are calling my name by the way.

So, I leave you at midnight (yup...a 24 hour day for me...being awake for MOST of it) with a *few* pictures. My Christmas decorations are spread everywhere throughout the house, so I'll just show you some. I have quite a nice collection now. I feel so old. I love it!









ps: I decided to "wrap" my canvas's this year to add to the decor. I think it's cute. Am I in love with it? Not sure...but it works.

pss: Pictures of the outside to come. We even wrapped our deck in lights. I feel extremely ahead of the game this year. Two points for us.


psss: for those of you who were so kind about my morning sickness post...THANK you. I'm almost afraid to say this out loud...err...type this...but, I've felt really, really decent the last few days. I even thorougly enjoyed all of Thanksgiving without a trace of nausea. I think, gals...I may have seen the worse of it. ::ducking my head and running now!::

Night!

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Oh happy happy Thanksgiving!

Thanksgiving has been a success so far. One of the 'traditions' we've started was taking our Christmas card photo on this day. So, I'll simply leave you with that and say that I hope you're enjoying your day as much as I am. I'm so thankful for all of you, the love from my family and friends, and for the cute little growing babe in my tum-tum...my very full, very satisfied tum-tum.


ps: our cards this year are serving partly as a baby announcement, hence the hand gesture. I'll post the actual card at a later date.

pss: off to go get some rest before our big shopping marathon tonight...wooohooooo (yes, I'm one of those crazy people...)

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

To the nasty beast....and nursery news.

Dear Morning Sickness,

Or shall I refer to you as Afternoon Sickness, or Evening Sickness...? Whichever name you prefer, since you are all of the above to me. I have something to say to you: Leave ME alone. Go back where you came from.

Don't you think we've had a long enough run? Don't you think you've got the best of me? Don't you realize that you've made this experience a little *less* enjoyable?

Once I hit that 2nd trimester (ohhh...THREE freakin weeks ago)...I prayed, and pleaded that you would leave me alone. But you did not. In fact, you almost got worse.

You are cruel.

A cruel, cruel, whatever-it-is-you-are.

I think it's only fair that you go and haunt someone else now...maybe someone who's in their first trimester, and oh...EXPECTS to be sick. But me? Hello? I'm in my 17th week. This has gone on for WAY.TOO.LONG. and honestly? My body really can't it take anymore.

I've become way too familiar with every toilet in my house...(we have 3, thank you.) I have also had the occasional "oh crap can't make it to the toilet-must run to sink instead" moments. I even (::sigh:: I can't believe I'm about to write this) pee in my pants a little every time I get sick.* So, don't you think you've humiliated me long enough? Fer real?

I'm really not sure I can stand to look at my regurgitated food anymore. You know I have a mental issue with eating the same food again once I've spewed it...so now that I've exhausted all my food options (and restaurants!)...I'll have to drive 3 states away to find something I haven't "seen" before. Please, don't cause me to starve. Stop now....

You've worn out your welcome.

I'm ready to say Bye-bye, Adios and Peace-out until I have another baby in a few years. [Oh dear Lord, hear my prayer now. For all this trouble now....could you SPARE me in the future? Please, oh Please?!] I would like to enjoy the rest of this pregnancy, so you are not welcome anymore.

Get the heck out.

You dirty, mean, rotten scoundrel.

Don't come back.

K. Thanks. Bye.

-A very disgruntled pregnant chick

PS: Oh, and BABY--if you can hear me....and this is all some sort of "comfort" you're trying to give me to let me know you're there....I GET IT, I do. But, let me just say that the whole hearing the heartbeat thing--yea, that....it does the trick for me. I believe you. You're there! We can't wait to meet you, dear lovie--but if you have anything to do with this, ease up on your momma please. You'd better be one heck of a good sleeper when you get here.

*It's true. Never before did I have this issue. But honestly? As embarrassing as it is, it's true. I pee in my pants a little when I puke. Probably due to the force of it all. Lovely picture, eh? Head over the toilet and a wet crotch. Trust me, it sounds funny. But, it ain't purty. Ohgawd...I just admitted this to the world wide web.

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On another, more positive, less embarrassing note:

I may or may not have ordered the following items and may or may not be SO EXCITED beyond belief!





Yes, I know...it seems early. But honestly? I try to be prepared. Remember when I said that I had zero motivation on the nursery? Something clicked in me this last week...and it's all I think about.

I also have my gorgeous mother and handsome daddy to thank for this lovely purchase. It's kind of a tradition for them to buy the set of crib/changing table when a grandbaby is on the way. I will not complain about that. In fact, I'm super thankful for them. Oh, and if you're wondering...its Pottery Barn Kids.

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Happy almost-Thanksgiving!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Kind words spread for miles...

It was any old day in the art room. In fact, with the Thanksgiving holiday coming up the kids were working on their turkey drawings (which were and are so super adorable). I wasn't having the best day...as far as how I felt, but what's new? While they were working so diligently at their seats, I decided to sit down for just a minute.... to breathe.

As I sat at my desk, one 1st grader would trickle up at a time, asking me my opinion about their coloring and drawing, and seeing what to do next.

There are many times I give them X,Y and Z to do...(unless of course, it really is complete.)

"Go back and fix up your grass a little...I can see the white paper showing through. Make it disappear."

"Why don't you add a little purple to that sky? It would be nice to blend and make it more realistic, don't you think?"

"Ohhh, how about we go back and neaten up the coloring a bit, since we have time."


But this day...I just didn't have the energy to give them more tasks. I just figured, what the heck. They came up to me one by one as they normally do, wherever I am in the room (come on...we all know kids are needy), and this time I just happened to be at my desk.

I started to throw out some really nice compliments about their work...

I honestly didn't think much of it.

"Wow-I absolutely LOVE this."

"You did amazing. Your coloring looks so nice!"

"I am super impressed. It's just perfect."


And then I started to pick up on the chatter around the classroom....


"What did she say to YOU?"

"Well, she said mine was just amazing and that she loved it!"

"Well, she told me that my coloring was beautiful and that I blended well."

"She said she's so proud of my work, and that I did a neat job."


...and then I saw it.

Smiles, smiles, smiles galore.

They were beaming. Seriously. With smiles from ear to ear.

At that moment I felt like I'd been hit with a ton of bricks....and I thought, wow...these little compliments I give them go a REALLY long way. In fact...they'll remember them...they'll go home and tell their parents about them...they'll hopefully remember the kind words when they're feeling bad or down in another area. They were encouraged.

I'm going to make a conscious effort to spread the kindness after that little bop on the head this week. I really appreciate those little reminders that tend to have such a BIG impact.


Not-Me! Mondays! The randomness that is me.

I did not get very upset, and almost cry when I found out that there will only be one more season of Oprah. I did not think of all the years to come that I could possibly be a stay-at-home-mom and Ohmygosh what will I watch at 4pm now?!

***
I did not have VIP passes to see New Moon on opening night Friday. I was NOT there with my husband, sister, brother and his wife. We did not get to bypass all the lines, eat Chick-fil-A platters ahead of time, and wear a "VIP" pass that kind of made me feel like a 13 year old girl at a Hanson Concert.

We do not have a sweet hook-up that made all that possible free of charge.
While in the theater waiting for the movie to begin, my husband did not slump in his chair and feel slightly out of place. He did not then say to me, "The only guys in here other then me and your brother are ALL wearing REALLY tight pants." I did not laugh. Because it was not true. :)

***

I did not help Declan's brother and his wife move this weekend. I did not fold through 40 bajillion different articles of clothing and I certainly did not laugh at the fact that I will *never* buy either of them clothes again for Christmas for as along as I live.

I did not wait to go help move until all the heavy stuff was in. [helloooooo...I've gotta be safe in some way, right?]

***

I did not get all the sudden stir crazy and go out to Target leaving the husband at home to lay on the couch after a day full of moving boxes and unloading. I did not get a sudden burst of oh.my.gosh I need a pair of maternity dress pants!

I did not get to Target and to my surprise find that they had ZERO, zilch, in terms of dress pants. I was not disappointed to find they only had corduroy. I do not HATE corduroy and think its the most god-forsaken material known to man.

Since there were no dress pants, I did not leave with a bundle of Christmas'ey things from the Dollar (or $2.50) spot, and also with a super-cute maternity winter jacket for the smashing price of $34.50. I was not thrilled about this purchase.

While out I did not get a craving for hoagies (or subs as some of you call them), and the craving certainly did NOT happen just by seeing a guy get out of his car with one of those brown bags that looked like it was filled with hoagies/cheesestakes/or something of the sort.

I did not fulfill that craving and I did not come home with one for my hubby as well. We did not eat it while catching up on Fringe, The Office and Parks and Recreation.

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I did not go back to my old Church on Sunday Morning and I did not get about 5 or 6 hearty belly rubs (since they haven't seen us in quite some time). It did not make me feel uncomfortable. No, not at all...its totally normal for people come up and rub your belly. Riiiiight. Only if you're buddha.

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I did not enter a bajillion giveways on this awesome site and win this neat little purse holder (for when you go to restaurants, and don't want your purse sitting on the nasty floor!).


I did not have some random boost of energy and I did not do a crucial part of the nursery last night while Declan was watching football. I do not love it.

I did not then spend oh...say...2-3 hours searching nursery items online, and tapping Declan's shoulder during the beloved Eagles game, saying, "oooh Look! Do you love?"

I did not realize my taste is REALLY expensive.

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I did not start listening to Christmas music this morning.

I am not thrilled to only have a 2.5 day work week.

I do NOT love thanksgiving and cannot WAIT for the deliciousness that is to come.

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Happy Monday.


(To join in the Not-Me Fun....check out McMama's blog)



Saturday, November 21, 2009

thank you, thank you, thank you!

A month or so ago I posted about the mattress drive my sister was doing to raise money for the kids in Zambia at the deaf school. The kids were previously sleeping on wooden slats instead of a mattress, every night.

I am so stinking excited right now to report that they are NO longer sleeping that way, because of you...and your generous donations. You were able to fight the simple injustices of the world.

I am super excited to share this photo with you all. If this doesn't put a smile on your face, I don't know WHAT will.


Here is my sister's blog written with a heart of gold, and a true passion for the country.

"my day started off with an email from my good friend joyce in zambia. her email said that today, friday november 20th, 38 mattresses were delivered for the musakanya deaf school and i couldn't be more excited! i can rest better tonight knowing that those 38 precious kids will be doing the same. the realization of what was done hasn't fully hit me yet. well, it's starting to hit me now as i type through blurred tears. this is what i want out of my life... to fight injustice with love. sure, it's small in the grand scheme of the world but for those 38 deaf kids this is huge. they now know that someone has heard their silent cry, that they are not forgotten, that they are cared for by strangers halfway across the world.

i wish i could hug each one of you who helped make this possible. you have shown love in such a real, tangible way and for that i am forever grateful. thank you for believing in this vision. we truly have SO much to be thankful for!"


Friday, November 20, 2009

::drumroll:: ....and now its time for "Friday Bits"

...which is totally not-that-exciting this week. But I'll humor you, and myself anyway.

-I'm happy to report that it's Friday. I know, I know...it's bound to come. But holy geeez, unlike last week, this week DID NOT fly by whatsover. It was a slow moving train.

-Declan and I helped his brother and his wife paint their new apartment this week. Don't worry, the place was well ventilated...so I didn't inhale too many toxins. Besides, there was a mask available. But when I tried to wear it-I literally felt like I couldn't breathe. So I figured, air moving through the place and me staying alive was the best option.

[On that same painting note...while we were there, I tried to move a ladder while I was on the ground (smaller step-ladder)...and an edger brush fell down on and hit me on the top of my head. The exhaustion from a super long day at work, combined with a more hormonal version of myself made for cryfest '09. It was embarrassing. I couldn't stop crying. But, I tried to do it quietly so they wouldn't hear me. Later that night, Declan said..."Babe..it was so sad when that hit you in the head...you were so, so sad." Sad and pathetic. That's for sure.]

-I managed to cook dinner a whole ONE time this week! Be proud, be very proud...because, it's been worse since being pregnant. Oh, but to my defense-I did come home after school and make my chicken noodle soup and separate it into containers for Declans lunch. (Does that make up for it?)

-My sister dropped by one day earlier this week...and brought me a Large Chick-fil-A lemonade. I LOVE this, because, honestly? That lemonade lasts me daysssssss. Truly! I think it's too sweet, so I'll split it up into different cups, add water and lots of ice...and then, only then...its just perfect. mmm.

-I went a full 4 days without throwing up!! A co-worker of mine asked me how I was doing and I was so thrilled to finally tell her that I was coming out of the sick-phase. She then said, "Maybe you shouldn't tell me this...so you don't jinx it!" [I sort of laughed and shrugged it off.]

-But then, it hit me with a vengeance. I got sick as soon as I got home. Twice. I got sick the next morning, too. And the puking saga continues...

-Last week at the grocery store, Declan and I each picked a cereal for the week. We don't eat cereal like normal people (in the morning)...we eat it as a snack...a few hours after dinner (bad, I know..). He picked Honey Nut Chex...I picked....Trix. Like, "Trix are for Kids", trix.

-Before he got home from work yesterday, I finished his Chex when I had a full box of Trix.
someone wasn't too thrilled with me.

-To my defense (ha..I love this line), I had just gotten sick...and so I had nothing in my tummy, and I was so so so hungry. That was the the only thing that looked good to me...at the time.

-Declan said the sweetest thing to me yesterday...which made me realize that he does understand all that I'm going through and just how difficult it is being so sick and pregnant while working full time, and managing life.

-We are going to see New Moon tonight...all the siblings. I love my family. I'm really excited.

-Flash Forward is such a good show.

-I might be getting an ultrasound earlier then I thought....details to come on that soon. Also? I think that finding out the gender will really motivate me to do more baby things. Unlike most pregnant women, I haven't had the desire to do many things in preparation yet. I realize, I have time. However, I think the sickness and exhaustion has overshadowed all that "fun stuff". Hopefully, I'll get out of this funk soon.

-After this week of school is complete...I will only teach for 2 days, and then we have fun activities for a half-day on Wednesday...then I'm off for the next 5 days. Thank you LORD. No, really...Thank you Lord. I need that time.

-I came into school this morning absolutely bummed that I didn't have time to stop at Dunkin Donuts for my semi-normal Friday morning stop to get a bagel with cream cheese. [One thing that feels good to my tummy every time...] To my surprise--it was a "Donuts Day" at school. Which means, they provide us with coffee, hot chocolate, BAGELS and cream cheese, and donuts!! I just about died. Someone loves me.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Oblivious

I love my students....but they are oblivious. It comes with the age, I guess. Being that I work with kids that range in age from 5 to 10, it's bound to happen. They don't notice a darn thing.

There are exceptions of course...like that one time, my first year of teaching-when that little Russian (yes, she was Russian) 2nd grader shouted out, "You wore those pants LAST time!!" Even though "last time" was a whole 8 days ago (given the 6 day cycle and a weekend), I still felt called out, and slightly...embarrassed. By a SECOND GRADER.

However, there are times when I could cut my hair 6 inches...and no one notices. There are times when I'm wearing a freaking Halloween costume to school, and no one really notices. [Please note: Last year, I wore a wig and played a cow-girl--spoke with an accent and all. They thought I was someone else. FOR real. COME ON now. Honestly?]

But then there are days, like more recently.....when my gut is beyond 'hanging out'. Its round and plump. It practically pokes them in the eye when they come and talk to me {slight exaggeration for dramatic effect}, but do they notice??

Not one of them.

I sometimes rub my belly in hopes that one of them will blurt out--"ARE YOU HAVING A BABY!?"...but to no avail.

They don't get it.

They don't see it.

Or they just think I'm getting fat and don't say anything.

Except-that I do believe if it truly was a weight issue, and I was, indeed, just getting fat--that somehow, someway...they would point that out in a heartbeat.

So why not now?

Because they truly are oblivious.

My goal is to see just how far along I can get before the kids notice. My hope is that I can make it all the way to 20 weeks (which...I somehow bet I will) so that before all the, "It's a girl!", "No, It's a boy!" bantering begins...I can just cut it real short and tell 'em like it is.

After the cat is let out of the bag with them, I just simply cannot wait to hear all 900 of them ask me to "please, oh, pretty please" name my baby after them. It's gonna be awwwwesome.

Just a few perks of being a teacher....

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Some Baby B stats and such.

After my OB appointment yesterday...I figured...what the heck.
I will not be doing this weekly, but I figured at least a few times I will.


How far along?
15 weeks, 4 days. Hooray for being in week 16.

Total weight gain: As of my appointment yesterday, I've gained exactly zero pounds. I had lost one, then gained it back. According to my weight from previous pregnancy, however, I'm still under. That won't last long, though.

Maternity clothes? Jeans, yes. Still getting by with work pants using a belly band (which you all know I loathe). I can't really get away with it for long. Shirts...pretty much all my normal tops.

15 weeks

Sleep: It's going. I get a very sore, achey back when I sleep which is no fun. I have trouble sleeping in. I am waking up SHOCKED on days when I didn't get up to pee! It's amazing. Much better then the 1st trimester.

Best moment this week: Hearing Baby B's heartbeat yesterday. It was in the 150's.

Movement: Nothing recognizable yet. I'm waiting to feel the so called "bubble" sensation. I think it will be a few more weeks. I don't like to make up anything in my head, therefore, when I know, I'll KNOW. You know? ;)

Gender: Only a few more weeks....and I can't wait.

Labor Signs: Umm? No. That would be very, very bad.

Belly Button in or out? No changes, although I dreamed about belly buttons last night. It was really weird now that I think about it.

What I miss: Hormones not getting the best of my skin. I also miss just feeling normal and good. It has been over 12 weeks now that I've felt bad...so, I'm ready for that to end.

Weekly Wisdom: I'm just enjoying my time with my husband...just us. Things are going to change, and we know that. But, we'll embrace all that. For now, though--we'll enjoy being just the two of us with a little person in the belly.

Milestones: So far? Getting out of the 1st trimester....hearing Baby B's heartbeat a few times....scheduling my 20 week gender ultrasound ;)


Monday, November 16, 2009

Thank you questions...you make life easier.

For Tuesday...a little question/answer session. The oddity in the whole thing is that half of it was started last night, and then finished this morning. So? If you're scratching your head at some of my answers-thats why.

1.What is your current obsession ?
Being with child. It's not actually an obsession-it's just this reality that my body is changing. Do I have any real motivation yet for our nursery and other projects I want to do? No. That's the truth.

2. What are you wearing today?
Now I'm wearing black yoga pants and a purple ribbed target tank top
which I love. Super stretchy and will probably last me forever through this pregnancy. Halle-lu-halle-lujah.

3. What’s for dinner?
Oh no. So...now I have to say it. Chicken cheese steaks....we're sharing one tonight. In my defense--I just got done making a TON of chicken noodle soup and tupper
wared them all up for Declan to take to work. I am sick of cooking! [yes. I still look bad, I know.]

4. What’s the last thing you bought?

A water, at school-from the vending machine.

5. What are you listening to right now?
Pure silence. Oh! Declan's car just pulled up. Score. Cheesesteak time.

6. What do you think about the person who tagged you?
I just stole this from Gina and Brittany-both of whom I love and are my blogging bff's.

7. If you could have a house, totally paid for, fully furnished, anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?
I'm thinking beach...or, maybe I'll be lame and say...if I can HAVE that house forever-maybe just right around here where all my family is.

8. What are your must-have pieces for summer?
flip flops and tank tops

9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Just one hour? Umm...I'd go snorkeling somewhere in the Carribbean. I'm thinking also, that I'd go to the Sistine Chapel.

10. Which language do you want to learn?
Spanish, fluently.

11. What’s your favorite quote?
I'm not a huge quote gal, but one of my famous sayings (by Picasso) is: "
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up."

12. Who do you want to meet right now?

A really inspiring art teacher. I just need some inspiration right about now.

13. What is your favorite color?
Blue, lime green, brown, tan....the list goes on and on. How can I choose?!

14. What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own closet?
A new(er) maternity wrap sweater from Old Navy. It's simply the most comfortable thing I've ever worn.

Right now, it's a little more "wrapped" due to the smaller baby belly. But...its the best.

15. What is your dream job?
a stay-at-home mom, where I know I'll struggle with going crazy, loneliness, needing adult interaction, etc--but ultimately I'll know its the best for my kids.

16. What’s your favorite magazine?
I'm so not a magazine girl. But? I really do like Better Homes and Garden. My grandmom got it for me as a gift..and keeps renewing it. It has awesome ideas and beautiful inspiration.

17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?
Definitely Christmas gifts. I need to get going on that whole shopping thing.

18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas?

I have three...

Denim on denim. yuck! Denim jackets, no matter HOW cute do NOT go with jeans.

The lime green or purple or hot pink skinny jeans for guys. You WILL, I repeat, you will regret those later.

Shirts that stop right at your waist. They are longer these days for a reason. If I can see your tramp stamp or your whale tale (when your thong hangs out)....your shirt is TOO short, or your pants are too low. You choose.

19. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon?
The Olsen twins...they seriously were wearing rags at one point with oversized sunglasses and someone thought that was cute.

20. What kind of haircut do you prefer?
I'm a huge fan of short hair. I love, love, love it! I think it frames your face more and tend to be flattering. However, I hate when I can't put it back. It's a catch 22 for me.

21. What are you going to do after this?
Watching the rest of "UP" that we didn't finish last night because I was too tired to continue on. Also? We're watching Little People...exciting, huh? We love our monday nights, spent being lazy and on the couch.

22. What are your favorite movies?
Oh my gosh...I'm really not sure I can pick. I am a huge fan of romantic comedy, chick flicks, and (some) exciting, thriller-ish movies. I hate, hate, HATE horror. I also am not a fan of guns, shooting and fire.

23. What are three cosmetic/makeup/perfume products that you can't live without?
Bronzer, Mascara, chapstick. Makes me seem like simple girl-although I don't really consider myself that. It's just that...I'm not really about the brands. I try new things all.the.time.

24. What inspires you ?
Creating. Getting in that groove. Being around creative people.

25. Give us three styling tips that always work for you?
-Don't leave the house in sweats unless you're going to the gym. {or maybe this is due to how often I run into students and how odd it is the next day when they say,"I saw you in your pajamas!"}

-Wear earrings ALL the time. Even if they are little studs. An empty hole...is well, just that. Empty.

-Mascara, mascara, mascara. Although I'm blessed to have long lashes as it is-giving that extra boost always makes your face wake up. Me and my sister-in-love, Lyryn have a little "joke". One time I told her to put on mascara because "her eyes were blending in with her face." She still loves me.

26. What do you do when you “have nothing to wear” (even though your closet’s packed)?
Layer, layer, layer. Add an accessory. Put on a pair of funky earrings. Wear a plain-jane outfit and pair it with a funky scarf.

27. Coffee or tea?
Coffee. Or Iced tea.

28. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?
Get creative. Go shopping (sad, but true). Wander isles at target. Blog.

29. What is the meaning of your name?
Katherine means Pure One.

30. Which other blogs do you love visiting?
Lots. But, I tend to enjoy reading when blogs are focused on a particular topic that day, rather then the "today I did this..." type entry. However, I read most of what I can.

31. Favorite Dessert/Sweet?
Apple Pie, Cherry Pie, Pumpkin roll or PIE...I do like pie.

32. Favorite Season?
Spring

33. If I come to your house now, what would you cook for me?
Chicken Parmesan, most likely.

34. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you?
I tend to internalize it for about a day, and then completely forget about it the next day. Which, often times isn't the best when I should probably be confronting the individual..but hey. I don't stay bitter.

35. How do you calm yourself down when you are agitated or angry?
Call someone, usually my husband or sister.

36.Who is the modern ideal girl: The one who knows how to shop, dress and enjoy, or the one who is simple but manages the house, kids and herself well?
I think BOTH. I would love to be a healthy mix of both. I don't want to lose myself completely when I have children. I do realize, though, that this just happens at times.


Not Me! Monday! Am I that girl?

I did not crave PF Changs for dinner Friday night...I did not proceed to beg my husband to go. He was not gracious and did not give in. When we were NOT on the way there, I did not suddenly change my mind and say, "Umm...how about mexican instead?"
I am not that kind of pregnant woman.

I did not get super excited about said Mexican food and then halfway through stop dead in my tracks as if I hit a wall. No more food allowed in. I hadn't only eaten some chips and salsa by this point. I did not have an expensive entree coming in, oh, any minute.

I did not get super excited about Babys-r-Us and beg ask nicely if we could go in and check out if some of the patterns we liked are still there. We both did not enjoy cruising the isles and saying "Awww!" to most things we saw. I did not then say, "We have to go. I'm going to be sick!" even though I really.wanted.to.stay.

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I did not go to the mall for lunch on Saturday because I enjoy a food-court where I can pick and choose whatever the heck I want to eat at any given moment. The food court was not PACKED and there were no seats, leaving me to hawk for seats (which I SO hate). I did not get attacked hugged by 4 or 5 of my students. I did not say in my head, "this is the weekend......hellOOoooo?!"

I did not put off cleaning my house yet another weekend.

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We did not skip church to celebrate my nieces 3rd birthday at build-a-bear and cheesecake factory. We certainly would never do that.

I am not tickled by these adorable pictures.


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Sunday, November 15, 2009

Silent Sunday's: My *THREE* year old niece

Happy birthday to this little 3-year old sweetness, right here.
The little chickadee who made me an aunt the first time.

Life is so much sweeter with Kyra in it.
Happy birthday big girl. Now, let's go make a build-a-bear.


Saturday, November 14, 2009

Let's talk sex *repost*

Sex as in gender, that is. Why does everyone's mind always go there. Come on now.

As any expecting mother (especially for the first time) would be, we are CURIOUS about gender of the little bean growing within. It seems to be a topic of conversation every way I turn. They say mothers have an intuition, and sometimes I'm sure that's true. I have a gut feeling, but I know that feeling is just that...a feeling. It could be wrong. I find myself day dreaming about the excitement of a little girl and clouding my vision I see hair bows, fluffy skirts, pony tails, and every shade of nail polish coceivable. Two minutes later, I dream about my possible little boy, my little man...the potential of me being the only female in the house with 'my boys' (mac included), and I get tickled.

Right now, in this moment...I truly and honestly don't mind whether we're blessed with a little princess or a little dude. We are one of those couples who wants to find out the sex (for all of you who can wait...don't judge.). I just honestly could not bare the thought of waiting all those weeks. Besides, I'm a teacher...we like to be prepared. :)

So, I won't be left guessing for long--another 4 weeks or so. Right now I'll just busy myself with the gender prediction tests online, I'll analyze every craving, I'll compare with friends and family, and I'll read about the old wives tales. But, in the end...we'll be beside-ourselves-happy with whatever, or should I say whomever it is we're blessed with.


*This blog was originally written in June with my 1st pregnancy. However, it's the same thoughts I have now. (I had to change some of it!) I have a lot of new readers since then, so I decided on a repost for this lazy saturday.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Holy Weekend, Batman. How did you get here?

I woke up this morning in a bit of a shock.

It's friday.

It's FRIDAY!?!

I don't know if this week flew by for anyone else...but dang-it, for me, it went by in a snap. I am in no way complaining, in fact, I'm grinning from ear to ear. I love me some weekends.

The funny thing is, we had a full 5-day week of school-which normally I dread because oh dear lord...5 days of work?! [hold the snarly comments] But, I may start welcoming 5 day weeks more often. They FLY by. For real.

Whenever we have a long weekend, or a day off in the middle of the week...the school days go by like a snail who lost his inhaler. It's baaad. It's sloooow.

But, here we are. Friday. I (unlike others who got veterans day off, lucky ducks) worked a full 5 days this week...and Friday came so fast.

Hallelujah.

As my dear sister-in-love so kindly reminded me on the phone yesterday: "When you're pregnant, you can literally COUNT the weekends until baby comes."

I'll admit.

I haven't counted.

Because I'm afraid of what I'll see.

I know I can take a good guess, but...I'd rather not...just yet.

So this weekend, my soon to be nursery will sit untouched. Yet again. [We've already painted, though...stay tuned for some baby room posts in the future.]

I will savor the weekend.

I will spend time with my sweet man.

I will craft homemade christmas gifts with my dear sister.

I will clean my house. {gahhhhhhh. I hate.this.one.}

I will celebrate my nieces 3rd birthday.

I will sleep in.

I will savor my freedom.


Have an awesome weekend!

ps: if you didn't vote in the gender poll to the right-you know you want too. Girl seems to be winning at the moment...interesting ;) Go with your gut.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Thankful Thursdays: The short and sweet edition.


I am so thankful that it's Thursday already! This week seemed to fly by, which is sadly what I wanted it to do. I can't wait for thanksgiving...

I'm thankful for my sweet friends here. I get some amazing, encouraging comments from you all and I seriously adore you.

I'm grateful that so many of you voted on the gender poll to the right. If you would vote, I'd appreciate it. I just find it fun to guess ahead of time, don't you?!

I'm thankful that after the fiasco of a bomb threat at school yesterday, we're all FINE. It was a little chaotic to say the least, but, we got out of school a few hours early-and it made for one very interesting day to say the least.

I'm thankful for all our veterans.

I'm thankful that my dad is in the nationals for Entrepeneur of the Year, and is currently in Palm Springs, California. I hope he brings home the big title :) Go daddio!

I'm thankful for great ideas for homemade Christmas gifts. Thank you DIY bloggers. You rock my world.

I'm thankful for the vet that takes good care of my crazy pup. I'm also thankful that after he got his 4 shots (and $196 later...) on Tuesday night, he was the most lethargic I've EVER seen him for the next day or two. It was kind of nice, actually. Maybe a glimpse into our future? I hope...

I'm thankful for paychecks. Hallelujah.

I'm thankful for quick, fun, Thanksgiving lessons that make my day a little easier.

Happy Thursday!
2 weeks until Turkey-day :)