Friday Morning Coffee
	March 12, 2010 | Filed Under Being a Mama, Pregnancy, stupid crap | 41 Comments

I just finished a bowl of Cocoa Puffs Chocolate Cheerios, this is where  I combine Chocolate Cheerios with Cocoa Puffs into one beautiful bowl of cereal and I eat it, happily.  I enjoy the two textures and the slight differences of flavors together.

It’s a beautiful union.

Speaking of food, this week I was able to enjoy a Buffalo Chicken Ranch sandwich from Chili’s.  I had only had a bite or two of one before in my life and it didn’t really do anything for me.  But this pregnancy, I seem to enjoy THE HOT AND SPICY, the spicier, the better and could not get one of those sandwiches off of my mind.

On Monday, I looked at Brian with big, puppy dog eyes and said “honey, darling, sweetest husband in the world, you know I rarely play the pregnancy craving card but I must have a Buffalo Chicken Ranch sandwich from Chili’s as soon as possible, or else I’m certain I will die.”

He smiled and said “whatever you want.”

So off we went and when my plate arrived in front of me, my mouth?  IT WATERED.  And I ate every last bit of that sandwich and can not wait to have another.

Like soon.  Maybe now.  Also, would love a beer with it.  YES.  A BEER.

I need to change directions, food is way too important to me right now and I can’t seem to focus on anything else…let’s see what else is going on?  Pubic bone pain, not sleeping, backaches, bursts of energy, allofthedischarge, swollen feet, not sleeping, NST’s, Braxton Hicks …

hmmmm…

there is a baby who is going to be living with us in just a few short weeks.  Last night, the four of us were hanging out in the baby’s unfinished-but-soon-to-be-finished nursery.  The kids were playing catch with a hippo (not a real hippo, I stuffed one), Brian was laying on the floor and I was sitting on the glider.  I said “friends, do you realize that in three weeks from today, our family of five could be hanging out in this very room….TOGETHER?”

It was an exciting thought.  (actually, exciting feels like such an obvious word … it was a beautiful thought.  Amazing.  Magical.

Forget it.  There is not a word to describe it.

We just can’t wait to bring him home and create our life as a family of five.

I leave you with a picture of the three of us, while watching TV one night.

	Friday Morning Coffee
	March 5, 2010 | Filed Under Pregnancy, stupid crap | 47 Comments

By my calculations, including this post, I could have only four more Friday Morning Coffees before the baby is born.  Every week is flying by so fast that I can barely keep up.  I just had the realization the other day that my belly shots will soon be ending.

I love taking my belly shots.  (when there is a baby in my belly, otherwise?  Not so much fun.)

Nearly two weeks ago, I was at my 34 week check-up when the doctor measured the size of my uterus.  (that is what she’s measuring, right?)  Anyway, she held the measuring tape and her face looked incredibly perplexed.  I asked her point blank “HOW BIG?”

“Well, you should be measuring 34 and you are measuring THIRTY-EIGHT.”

Oh dear. (or Oh shit, I can’t remember which one.  Either way, there was lots of sweat involved not just in hearing this latest burst of growth but also lots of sweat because getting up from that position is like a circus act.)

I’m just letting you know that there is a slight chance that this baby will be born slightly sooner than March 29th.  I base this only on the fact that Noah, who NOW is all cute and normal sized, was ten pounds…AT 38 WEEKS.

Which is why they took him early.

So, it’s possible that Maxwell Hammer or Supervisor or Tiny Big Friend of Ours (all of our names for him) could make his appearance slightly sooner than 39 weeks and 3 days.  (You know how little brothers like to be like their big brothers.)

I will know more after a very exciting ultrasound and OB appointment late Monday afternoon.

IN OTHER PREGNANCY NEWS:

My drool problem is serious.  I’m pretty sure there should be a study on me.  The fact that I’m not severely dehydrated after waking up in the morning makes me a MEDICAL MARVEL.  The drool, spreads like a river with tributaries and BARGES.  Yes, BARGES.  I have stopped using my hand to clean up the disgusting mess and have just moved to using my sheets and blankets and last night I pictured myself sleeping with kleenex taped to my face and BEING HAPPY ABOUT IT.

Or maybe a SHAMWOW! Yes.  I must go to Walgreens and buy a SHAMWOW!

It’s bad.  It’s not cute and I can not wait for the drooling to end.

So, I’ll leave you now, with the vision of drool in my ears and hair while I head to the chiropractor, go to my final hair color appointment before baby is born and schedule a bikini wax before it’s too late.

Do not even get me started on that.  Just say a prayer. Not for me, for the poor soul who will be sore after my visit.

	Checking
	March 3, 2010 | Filed Under stupid crap | 22 Comments

You Capture will definitely be up tomorrow (Thursday) morning – hopefully by nine, but I make no promises.  (it depends on my shower which used to take four minutes and now takes seven hours.)  Also, my robe, that once fit, now looks like I’m dressing up as a child’s action hero, it is now my cape.

It’s not cute.

I’ve had a few emotionally tough days these past few days.  I think I remember this with previous pregnancies, I’m just not sure.  I wrote about it here, briefly, it’s pretty much a depressing post, so if you don’t feel like listening to someone complain about being tired and emotionally drained then uh….don’t go.

Do go here, however.  I have teamed up with Tiny Prints, one of my all time favorite companies to work with and they are sending my readers a birth announcement once a little, tiny, squishy, delicious sound making, yummy smelling baby is born!  TO YOU.  Just go here and enter your address.  This makes me so happy.  It’s something I would have loved to have done, sending all of you wonderful people our birth announcement and now Tiny Prints makes it possible.  I love it.

Tiny Prints is also giving away a $100 gift certificate over at Stephanie’s blog as part of the Nest Feathering Virtual Shower.

Have you been entering to win all of the amazing goodies that Stephanie has gathered up?  I hope you have – this is such an amazing opportunity, I pinch myself, many times a day.

Speaking of Stephanie, she and I decided to do some shopping together with Ivy and Gray.  It’s pretty much exactly what I needed to get me out of my glum mood, even if momentarily.  We had lunch at Penn Station and went to Old Navy – it was so much fun.  They provided me with a lot of  light today, which I needed.  Desperately.

Right, Ivy?

	Friday Morning Coffee
	February 5, 2010 | Filed Under Pregnancy, stupid crap | 53 Comments

Hi friends!  I’m sitting on my couch, drinking coffee and I just finished a bowl of Cocoa Puffs.  (have you tried Chocolate Cheerios?  They are so good!)  I have a call in a few minutes, then I’m heading out for my appointment with my chiropractor.  Tonight, Erin, Lovelyn and I are going to dinner.  I am so excited to have this girl time tonight.  It has been way too long.

So, the Superbowl is this Sunday which just happens to fall on MY birthday which I find to be incredibly rude that the NFL did not check their calendars to make sure it coincided with my birthday, but they didn’t.

But I think I’m okay with that, I actually look forward to spending the evening at home, maybe eating SPICY chicken wings, LOTS OF THEM and just relaxing with Brian and the kids.  I do live in Indiana, but I am a Bears fan (I live very close to Chicago) and I do like the Colts, however, the Colts just won the Superbowl (when they beat the Bears), so I think the Saints should get a turn to win this year.  Don’t you think?

Also?  I do not understand football AT ALL.

My pregnancy is going very well.  I am growing a lot, I am really, really hot almost all of the time and I continue to have several Braxton Hicks a day.  Also,  I am already tired of people staring at me.  I want to come out with a line of maternity shirts with various things printed on the belly, like:

“Really?  You think I could be having triplets?  SHUT IT.”

or

“No, YOU look like you’re going to give birth any day now.”

or

“Life will be so much better when you stop staring at me.”

or

“No, I’m not pregnant, I just ate the last person who stared at me for too long.  YOU ARE NEXT.”

Not that I’m angry or anything.

Last week, Brian, the kids and I went to the mall and I felt like a circus act.  Maybe I’m just self-conscious (as per Brian) or maybe people wonder how I walk without falling over, or maybe they’re just expecting a baby to fall out of my vagina right at that moment, whatever it is, it’s just not fun.  So friends, if you can’t say anything nice to a pregnant lady (and you should) don’t say anything at all.  m’kay?

End rant.

Tomorrow, after I receive a long, luxurious spa pedicure (courtesy of Crooked Eyebrow!), we are painting the baby’s room.  I can’t even imagine what that is going to feel like.  It’s been a week since we’ve officially named our boy and it’s been so fun.  Although, Anna continues to forget his name and call him other random names but that’s okay, I’m glad we decided now and not when he’s born.  The other night she referred to him as “Isaac or whatever.”  (nowhere near his name.)

I’m not going to lie.  WE LAUGHED SO HARD.

Which has been our theme this week, it seems, watching our kids soaking everything in, laughing whenever possible and just living and loving with their whole selves.  It’s been beautiful.  (I wrote more about that here.)

Gotta go – time for my call to begin!

Happy Friday and thank you for reading!

	quickly.
	February 1, 2010 | Filed Under NWIP, Pregnancy, stupid crap | 27 Comments

Right now, as I type, I am having Braxton Hicks.  A nice big, long one.  Last week during my NST I had to be checked because I had so many during the hour I was there.  By the way, being checked is not fun.  Unless you enjoy someone tickling your ribs from the vagina area.

I don’t particularly enjoy it, though.  I do, however, love hospital ice.  I would choose it over cupcakes and pizza.  No lie.

Anyway, I posted over here today.  and last week, too.

Also, I plan to come back later today to share my famous (but not famous) chicken noodle recipe that is so easy I’m pretty sure you’ll want to send me presents and hospital ice.

Now, I can’t think about anything but hospital ice.

And next month?  WE ARE HAVING A BABY.  Happy February, friends!