Saturday, November 28, 2009
Thanks to the hard work of Nana and Papa (my mom and step-dad), my "Sweet Tweets" nursery has come to life! It's my new favorite room in the house - whenever my husband can't find me, he knows just where to look - usually sitting in our comfy glider admiring the room. Nana made everything in the room - wall hanging, bed linens (bumper, bedskirt), curtains and table cloth. I painted the Birdie paintings and a sign for over the baby's bed (to be revealed at a later date - it's her name!). Papa helped paint, install, build - he even finished the faux-wood floor I started to lay in the adjoining bathroom. I'm blessed to have such a wonderful family! Check out the pictures below - now all we need is Baby!
Friday, November 20, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
So about 30 minutes later, I see the woman run out into the hall pale as a ghost, and then a few seconds later follow her Shrek-like husband into the waiting room. He threw himself into a chair and started huffing and puffing. And ladies - this was the icing on the cake - he was wearing white athletic ankle socks with black loafers and dress pants. Umm - seriously?! Then, as if no one else was in the room, the man says, "It is RIDICULOUS that you are pregnant again. How could you let this happen? I told you we were DONE with kids!" All the other pregos in the room looked at each other with wide eyes. Was this guy serious? Had she cheated on him or something? Ohhhhh no. He went on to say this next statement to prove he was truly an idiot - "It's your responsibility to make sure this doesn't happen. You tricked me." WHAT?! The woman had all she could do to keep from crying (she was also reading a copy of Fit Pregnancy - and we know nothing in there is enough to bring you to tears!).
At this point all the other pregos were staring the man down, shaking our heads with disgust, and trying to hold our tongues. If there is one group of people in the world you don't want to mess with, it's the mamas!!
So then he pulls out his laptop computer and begins ferociously typing with his sausage fingers. He must have pulled up some sort of vacation website because the next thing you know he taps his wife's arm, turns the monitor towards her, and says, "Wow. This looks beautiful. But we can't go there because you've gone and gotten pregnant!" And then snaps the screen away from her. It was obvious this was the last straw for one mama who was at the water dispenser... she turned around, looked straight at him and said, "Excuse me, but let me tell you something, sir. I have been listening to your rude remarks for the past 15 minutes - the way you have been berating your wife - and let me tell you this: it takes two to tango, so SHUT THE HELL UP!" Then she goes to walk away, but turns back and says to the wife, "And bless your heart sweetheart. Lord only knows how you put up with him."
HALLELUIA! The man turned red and huffed back into the hall, loafers, white ankle socks and all. His wife followed him into the hall. And then I got called for my appointment. It made me thankful for my loving husband - even if he does snore like a freight train. : )
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Last week I found out some interesting news - they figured out that the ultrasound measurement was read incorrectly while I was in the hospital. My baby girl didn't weigh 4.5 pounds at 30 weeks - she weighed 6.5 lbs!!! So now, at 33 weeks, they say she weighs 8 lbs! No lie! So - if I go to term - my baby girl will weigh in at a whopping 11 pounds. HOLY. SMOKES. Here's hoping she comes a little early. Funny that all along I've called her my "little piggy" : )Can't wait to see her chubby cheeks!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I've been trying to check everything off my To Do list before the baby comes. One of the big things has been to frame and hang all our wedding and family photos around the house. Last week I did 95% of it - and yesterday I thought I would knock out the big finale piece... a 20"x30" black and white print from our wedding (LOVE IT!). So I waddle into the framing place with my print. The man behind the counter unrolls it and then... he says it... Brace yourself - it's even worse than last time!... "This is beautiful. What a lovely couple. Are you the photographer?" WHAT?!?!?! At least last time I was in the same FAMILY! This time I'm not even related to the the bride! So I say, "Ha! No. It's me and my husband." And then he says, " Oh. Wow. So you've been holding on to this for a while?" I was a little confused, and then I realized what he was saying - I LOOK TO OLD TO BE THE BRIDE IN THIS PICTURE! Smart man finally realized he was batting 1,000 and dropped it. Good decision : )
So here it is - until I give birth and am back to my normal self - my wedding photos are not making public appearances with strangers. My swollen face, sausage fingers, gray hair and blotchy skin just can't take it anymore!