I’ll cry to that!

The pregnancy weepies have found me. We are on our way back from Tennessee and stopped at Arby’s to eat lunch. As I currently intensely dislike fried foods I went with a French Dip and a salad. I’ve always loved Arby’s French Dips… Not so much with the new bread they use. Now they’re gross. Add this disappointment to the fact that I hate the way I look, there’s something wrong with my car (and of course it started as we were getting ready to start a 6-hr trip home), and I’m terrified we might have picked up bed bugs in the cabin, and I barely made it to the car before busting into tears. I feel violently unhappy and seriously overwhelmed. On top of all that I miss my family desperately. I talked to my dad for a few minutes this morning and hearing his voice made me realize just how much I miss him and everyone else. So now I’m a blubbering mess and I worry that now that the dam has broken it will never stop. Just when I’m not feeling so heinous all the time, something else starts.

On a more positive note, we close on our new house Friday and hope to get everything moved in this weekend. I say “we” even though I’ll be working all weekend. Then we have a week to finish up moving and cleaning the old house to get it ready for the renters. We have some new furniture picked out and hope to order it this week. Then it will just be the joys of unpacking. And painting. And figuring out where to put stuff.

As I mentioned earlier, I currently have a distaste for fried foods. This started last week when I ate some fried chicken. The chicken was delicious as I ate it, even if I was a little sensitive to the grease taste. But after I ate, holy cow, I felt horrible. It felt like my throat was coated in grease and that’s all I could taste. I apparently did not learn my lesson as the next day I had French fries (fast food version) and ended up feeling the same horrible way. It was then I decided (and announced) that I was not allowed to eat fried stuff anymore and no one was to let me do it. I have stuck by my guns but I should add raw onions to that list as I can’t get the taste out of my mouth since I ate a few on my salad for lunch.

That’s all that’s new for right now. I have my first trimester screening tests tomorrow which include an ultrasound so I hope I’ll have some actual “baby” pictures instead of my 6 week ones that look like a blob. Pray for a healthy normal baby and a healthy happy mama!

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Fatty McFat-Fat

I have, in the last week or so, become fat. It’s not baby. Baby is not that big. Uterus is not that big. Baby is also not in my love handles. It’s not cookies and cake, as I have not eaten much of that in the last 12 weeks. It’s probably Olive Garden, Thai food, Taco Bell, and other various things I should not have eaten (though were mighty tasty). So now, I wake up every morning feeling bloaty and gross and none of my clothes fit. I’m 12 weeks pregnant and contemplating maternity pants.

The biggest problem is that I haven’t had many problems with my depression since getting pregnant until Saturday. I got really depressed Saturday about my weight and the way I look and I haven’t been able to shake it. I know I need to start exercising and now that I’m getting more energy I could probably start going back to the gym, but after we come back from Tennessee we have to buckle down and spend every waking second packing and moving. Which essentially puts us into November and my 15th week before I have time to exercise. I’m frustrated and tired and down. I’m glad for my husband and my friends here, even if they don’t totally understand. I wish my family was closer/more accessible, though. It would make things easier.

I’m still feeling better every day and getting more energy. On Saturday, two of my friends, their kids and I went to the pumpkin farm to play and take pictures of the kids. After the farm we went to Olive Garden for my birthday dinner. The husband was out of town doing a remodel job so it was just us girls. On Sunday, H and I went to get massages (using gift certificates we earned at work almost a year ago!) and I got a pedicure after that. A week or so ago I would not have been able to manage Saturday much less Saturday and Sunday. Although I was very tired and worn out today. I’m looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow. At least I get to sleep in on my birthday, right?

Things that need doing…

So it’s 10:50pm and I have to be up at 6:30am for work. So I really should be going to bed. Instead of sitting up watching TV and playing on the computer. Or, I could be packing. Or cleaning. Or ordering my tripod before it’s too late to take it to Tennessee next week. But I’m doing none of these things. Instead, I’m sitting here watching Charmed on Netflix and playing on the computer.

So, packing. I’ve packed 3 1/2 boxes. And one tote of summer clothes. This, my friends, is not enough things packed. The husband has managed to get some linens and kitchen things packed, plus a box of DVDs… so I think that brings our grand total of boxes packed to 8 1/2 boxes. Out of maybe a billion boxes that need to be packed. Where is the packing fairy when I need one?

I think as far as the cleaning part goes I’m just going to let that go until after all our stuff is moved out. I mean, honestly, what’s the point of cleaning stuff if I just have to clean it again when we move out. It’s only a few weeks. Yeah, I know. I’m super lazy.

Really, I should be sleeping. I’ll go to bed in a few minutes, I swear. It just takes me a bit to wind down after work. So as I’m getting sleepier, I’ll tell you how I’ve been doing.

I’ve been starting to feel better and better every day. I’m less tired and less sleepy than before and I’ve been feeling less nauseous. I haven’t had cramps in a few weeks but the excessive peeing hasn’t lessened at all. But, even though I’m less tired I still seem to need extra sleep. Hence why I should be sleeping now instead of playing on the computer.

I’ve gotten fatter. It’s not a baby bump, exactly… It’s really just a fat blimpy belly. Complete with love handles. Not pretty. I don’t have many food aversions, with the exception of most sweets. I am more interested in them now than I have been but still I’m not craving sweets. Peanut butter and jelly, yes. Sweets, no. But I’m sure my love of peanut butter and jelly will be short lived and I’ll move on to something else.

So next week we go to Tennessee for a long weekend with some friends of ours. I’m really looking forward to the break from work. Some days I just don’t know how I’ll make it through there without stabbing someone or running screaming from the building. The Friday we come back we will hopefully close on the house and then we’ll have a week to move and get this place cleaned out. Maybe we’ll have more than 8 1/2 boxes packed by then.

So if anyone would like to come cook, clean, pack, or rub my feet, just let me know. I might still be right here on the couch not sleeping, packing, or cleaning.

The Showering of Baby P

Today was H’s baby shower. The theme was Cowgirl and I’ve been working on the decorations for a few weeks. Since I’ve been so tired I haven’t done a lot of working on it so I pretty much crammed everything into the last week or so. Everything turned out pretty good, if I do say so myself.

Fixed

The banner I made using my Cricut and the Storybook and Old West cartridges. I was really happy with the way it turned out. Here’s another picture of the whole thing. The pictures are SOOC so nothing has been touched up. I’ll get to that later. Hopefully. **Update… I am fixing some of the pictures, so some are now touched up a little. I’ve noted the ones that are.**

The food was all labeled with sheriff’s stars I found at Wal-Mart in the party section on clearance.

        

Pink and silver buckets were lined with pink and brown bandannas (the brown ones I dyed) and a lot of the snacks and finger foods were served from those.

    

Here is a close up of the S’mores pops – H’s friend D made them and they came out so cute. I didn’t eat any as I still am not interested in most sweets (in fact I didn’t touch anything on the dessert table) but everyone else said they were really good. We stole the idea from another Western themed baby shower we saw online. Well, maybe not stole… just borrowed.

Lightened

The drinks we served from mason jars (also a borrowed idea). We had sweet tea (of course), pink lemonade, and water. The water was in a really nice drink dispenser of H’s Mom’s that worked out perfectly. We laid out lid-less mason jars for the water.

For my gift I made a diaper cake. This is the fourth one I’ve made and the second “themed” one. It went over really well; everyone seemed to really like it. I had the hardest time finding the horse to go on it. I looked everywhere and couldn’t find ANYTHING. Not that I could find one I liked, i just couldn’t find a darn horse. I ended up going to CVS on a whim and found this little guy. When I first picked him up I thought, wow, this is definitely not the cutest horse ever. But after I got him home and trimmed up his crazy eyebrows, posed him, and put the bow on, it really made the cake.

I also made a “Mom-to-be” ribbon for H to wear. The base part I bought at Michaels awhile back and I added the star and writing and the brown ribbons. Trimmed a few things off that came on it already to fit the theme I wanted and I was really happy with the way it turned out. I only wish that had been an option for my other friend’s shower. The pin I bought her was ok, but nothing like this. Maybe if she has another I’ll be able to do a nice one for her too.

Touched Up

So now the shower is over and I feel as though I’ve been hit by a truck and then run over repeatedly. I wish I had tomorrow off from work as I’m pretty sure I’ll be dragging tomorrow too. Lunch will be shower leftovers I think. We had plenty left over to bring home. Not that that hurts my feelings much as I love me some little meatballs in my grape-bbq sauce, fiesta dip, and fresh veggies with ranch. Oh, and I managed to snag a bag of sausage cheese balls too. H was kind enough to share. I will leave you with a picture of K, H’s 4 year old, in the hat I re-decorated for the event. She didn’t actually wear it to the shower, but I managed to get her to let me get a picture of her in it afterwards at the house.

Ok, this one is not straight from the camera. I modified it and it looks WAY better. Oh my, lots better.