Friday, February 26, 2010

35/35

That's right I am 35 weeks pregnant and have 35 days left until my due date....holy crap where did the time go.


We still have LOTS to do before this baby gets here...mostly laundry and organization...but if that doesn't get done oh well.


Here's a pic from today for you all to enjoy....please ignore the crazy look on my face and the streaky mirror.

Monday, February 22, 2010

What do you think?

I found a picture of me pregnant with Natalie wearing the same shirt I was wearing last week in my oh so amazing bathroom photo shot.


People keep asking me if I think I'm bigger this time...I have no idea so I leave it to you blog world.


Here I am at 33weeks 6days pregnant with baby #2
And here I am at 37weeks 5days with Natalie.
You be the judge.
I know it's a difference of like 3 week and that can make a HUGE difference...but I think I'm smaller this time than last time.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Cuteness from Natalie...

My kid has been cracking me up lately...of course I think everything she does is funny, but I'm a bit biased.





Her latest demand has been to "nuggle" she treats this like her get out of jail free card. When it's bedtime she asks to "nuggle on couch" to put off going to bed, when she's in trouble she says "nuggle mama" like it will keep her from time out, and in the mornings she demands to "nuggle mommy bed" so she can climb all over us while watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.





She's also been really into the Olympics, I have to admit she liked the Xgames better...but the Olympics will do. She loves anything with jumping, and will stand in front of the TV yelling "go, go, jump, go wow!" and then she tries to jump...although her feet never leave the floor.





She has also become obsessed with wearing boots, she loves her rain boots and demanded to wear them every day for weeks...until I finally put them up in the closet...since she wanted to wear them without socks...gross! So now she wants to wear her ugg type boots.....and as proof here is a picture


This was on Saturday, she had just gotten out of the shower and wanted to wear her boots, I told her after lunch but she protested, climbed up on the bed herself and put both boots on...and on the right feet. She's a genius I tell you.

34 weeks



Here I am at 34 weeks (well I'll be 34 weeks tomorrow...but close enough) in the bathroom at work again...thank you iphone!
I'm still feeling pretty good, tired and sore but that is to be expected. Overall I've gained 1 lb (according to the scale and the OB...zero if you use my home scale...but who's counting) and am still getting sick about once a week.
Natalie has figured out that there is a baby in my tummy now, and she is obsessed with lifting my shirt and pointing to the baby....it's cute most of the time.
I'm feeling quite unprepared for this kid, with Natalie at this point we had the nursery done, clothes washed and hung, and had purchased all the necessities.
This time, I haven't even so much as gotten the baby clothes out of storage, I haven't bought anything, and the nursery is still Natalie's room...so it's not ready for the baby at all.
I plan to get some stuff done this weekend...although I've been saying that for weeks now...I'll just blame it on Dan since the baby stuff is up in the rafters and I can't get on a ladder.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Good times...

This morning was a normal day...Natalie didn't want to get out of bed, protested wearing jeans, demanded a blanket while in the car...same old stuff.
Until about 2 blocks from my house when I had the sudden uncontrollable need to throw up. Shit!
So I'm debating what to do, pull over, turn around, keep going, hold back the barf....decisions, decisions.
So the uncontrollable need became so bad that I had to pull over and throw up all over the side of the road. Awesome! Cars are driving by, I barely got my seat belt off and the door open...and there I am puking my guts out on the corner.
At 31 weeks I really didn't think this would be something I'd be dealing with...but such is life.
Oh and my kid finds throwing up hilarious, so this made her morning.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Buying a down comfortor...aka the bitch at the Select Comfort store.

For Christmas we asked my MIL for a new down comforter, our old one was really worn out and we couldn't think of anything else we wanted or needed so it seemed like a great gift.
My MIL decided to get us a comforter at the Select Comfort store, we have a sleep number bed and love it (as do our ILs) so it seemed a good fit, plus it's two separate pockets so each person can choose their own insert and warmth rating.
So in early January we headed to the mall to visit our local Select Comfort store. Dan hates the mall so it was quite an outing for him to go to the mall. We get to the store and tell the sales gal that we're looking for two inserts for a down comforter (MIL had already bought the cover and some gift cards to put towards the inserts).
The girl is helpful and we decide on which inserts we want (of course we choose the same so it sort of defeated the purpose but whatever) and started looking at the other things they sell since they were having a buy one get one free sale on accessories.
I've been trying to find a duvet set that I love to replace ours, and they just happened to have a gorgeous blue duvet set.
At this point we're pawned off on another sales woman...fine whatever. It should have been a red flag that as soon as she started helping us she oh-so-kindly pointed out that Natalie needed to have her nose wiped. Uh okay thanks but it's not really your business (and it wasn't bad at all)...but I guess since we were letting her jump on the beds she felt the need to point out the snot faucet my kid had going on.
Then, I tell her I'm interested in the duvet set, she looks at me blankly, I again say that I'm interested in the comforter cover set (thinking maybe she doesn't know what a duvet is), to which so replies "you already have a comforter cover...your MIL bought it for you" (apparently she helped MIL buy this stuff). I reply that I know we have the cover, but I'm interested in the decorative covers, and gesture to the display. Again she snottily tells me that I already have the comforter cover, at which point I start getting peeved...WTF lady do I need to spell it out for you I've said it 3 different ways and I'm speaking clearly. So I walk over (er waddle cause ya know I had to play up how difficult she was making this for me) to the duvet cover and hold it up for her to see. She says "oh you mean the bedding sets", at this point I'm fuming, Dan is watching me from the other side of the room ready to run over to diffuse the situation if need be. So I calmly reply "yes the bedding sets otherwise known as a duvet right?!?" she looks at me and says "uh yeah sure", then looks at the price tag and says in a condescending tone "Um you know this is a $500 bedding set"
At this point I'm choosing my words carefully as there are other customers in the store and my kid is sitting only a couple feet away, so I say "yes I know, can you tell me what is included in that set" Dan is now inching towards me since apparently he can see the future.
Again she snidely replies " well it IS $500, is that really workable for you". Are you fucking kidding me lady, I've been trying my hardest to hold back but now you're just baiting me. Who are you to assume how much I can afford to spend on something. At this point she must be able to read my face and the fact that I'm about to rip her fucking face off....so she starts back peddling...with things like "oh well it is very nice, what size would you be looking at?, it includes xy&z etc"
Dan has now made it across the room and is fully prepared to hold me back. But I take a deep breath and say "I think we're done here" she keeps trying to smooth over the issue, and finally sternly I tell her "I'll gladly pay for the inserts, but I won't be buying anything else from you."
Finally she stops, walks to the register and begins processing the order, then she starts trying to make small talk with me....of course I'm in no mood for that so I tell her "I've had enough, I'd like to just pay, no need for you to try to butter me up now"
Dumbfounded she looks at me and stammers "umm, err, uh..." I tell her to just complete the order so I can leave, and she does so in silence.
See...I'm making progress....I may not need anger management after all.

Pregnancy Rage...

I'm quite sure I've posted about pregnancy rage before...it is after all, one of my favorite side effects of being pregnant.
When I was pregnant with Natalie my rage was mainly focused on Dan, and the fact he was sleeping through the nights while I was up about 10 times a night to pee. It took all my self control to not punch him after my 5th trip to the bathroom every night.

This time I've done a good job of keeping my rage in check. Even when the sales lady at the Select Comfort store was a raging bitch and Dan came over to try to diffuse the situation because he thought I was going to throttle the woman. But I restrained myself and very calmly verbally bitch slapped her and left the store (it felt great by the way...I think I'll post more about that later).

Anyhow, fast forward to today, I'm currently 30 weeks and 4 days pregnant, I'm hot and uncomfortable and generally short fused. I am on a committee at work called the Customer Service Committee...somehow I got appointed to this committee because I was a member of a different committee and the two went hand in hand (it clearly wasn't because of my excellent customer service....trust me).
Well the committee is in charge of putting on events for the office quarterly, today was our final meeting before the event on Thursday. Today was apparently not a great day for the meeting since my pregnancy rage was in full effect. By the end of the meeting I had set one woman straight multiple times and was being treated with kid gloves so as to not lash out again.
It doesn't help that I'm not a big "rah rah" type (despite my years of cheer leading experience) so I'm not one to kiss other peoples asses for doing their jobs....which apparently is the entire job of the customer service committee....I'm currently waiting to be "let go" from the committee...I figure one more pregnancy rage episode should do it. So stay tuned.