I emailed my Aunt Emilia a couple days ago to tell her that we have decided to name our baby girl after her and my Grandma Hilda (whose middle name is also Emilia). I just received a response from Aunt Emilia and she was so excited. She also told me that Emilia was my Grams' mother's name too- so it's more of a family name than I realized!
She told me that my dad used to call her Mia when he was learning to talk. Jason and I both really like that for a nickname, which is neat since Dad used it too. We want her to go by Emilia and have Mia just be our nickname for her. But, we also decided that as she grows up, if she decides that she wants to go by Mia, we are OK with that. But, for now, she is Emilia (O: J and I just aren't big on picking a name because you like the nickname for it, so we want to call her Emilia and just use Mia as our family nickname. We'll see what happens. (O:
Anyway, it was so fun to share this excitement with my Aunt. She is one of the most loving, kind/warm-hearted, wonderful people that I know and I really hope our little Emilia grows up to be like her. My Aunt has already put in a request to be called either Auntie Em or Aunt Emmy. She said they used to call her grandma Emilia 'Grandma Emmy', and that's why she asked if our Emilia could call her Auntie Em. I suggested Aunt Emmy because Auntie Em reminds me of the Wizard of Oz, so we'll see which she picks.
I just wanted to share my happy afternoon happenings. (O:
Emilia is already making people smile and she isn't even here yet! (O:
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Does Emilia have enough quilts?? (O:
Hello friends!
I know it's been over a week since I've posted anything (which, I want to say, I don't think it *that* bad...seeing as I used to go a lot longer between posts!) But, Jillian brought it to my attention that I suck at blogging. (That's Annie's paraphrase). (O: So, I'm going to remedy that right now.
I guess there has just been a lot of great stuff going on that I haven't had time to sit down and share it all! But, here I am, so let me fill you in on my latest exciting news. (I'll also post about all our lovely Christmases, but in a different post...too much for one!)
I have officially decided to sew my very own baby quilt! This is a big deal for me because I don't think I've sewn anything since I was in the 5th grade. My mom taught both Clare and I how to sew when we were young. Clare really took off with it and is awesome at anything she decides to try. (In fact, I was really trying to steal a baby blanket she has at her house last night, but didn't win that battle...yet.) I, on the other hand, always thought it was so cool how Mom and Clare could make anything they wanted/needed, but never really took the time to do it for myself. I don't always have the patience for all of it and because of that, never really got all that good at it.
But, last Saturday, after meeting Jason on his lunch break from work, I decided to check out the "Going Out of Business" sale at Jackman's. I should tell you that me walking into a cloth store is always overwhelming and it takes me a while to remember what I should be looking for. But, once I adjusted to the rows and rows of potential fabrics, I did just fine. I picked out 2 REALLY CUTE patterned fabrics that I'm super excited about. One is brown with pink paisley (?) design and the other is light pink with 2 different colors of pink polka dots. They go so well together and I can't wait! I also picked out a plain pink fabric that matches the other 2 perfectly.
I had to call Mom and ask how much I needed to do a 9 Patch quilt. She, so impressively, figured it all up in her head while driving home from Kentucky and told me how much I needed. I couldn't decide which fabric I wanted to use on the back, so I ended up getting extra of each. (Now, I've been told, I have enough for probably at least 2 quilts, maybe more!) So, I spent the rest of Saturday looking up different 9 Patch patterns, and I had "the one" all picked out. I made my own graph paper (this was tedious and made me a little cross-eyed) and started drawing out my design. I colored it in like Mom always does, and it looked so cool! I was so proud of myself that I packed up my fabrics and designs to take to my sister's apartment last night for our family Christmas.
Clare and Mom both agreed that I had done a great job picking out my farbrics and even liked the design I had drawn. BUT, in the corner of Clare's work area something pink and green caught my eye. It was this adorable baby quilt that I instantly fell in love with. That is when all my hard work and ideas went out the window because I knew I wanted my quilt to look like that one. So, I took pictures, had Clare and Mom measure it all out so I knew all the measurements and even started drawing it out on my *graph paper*. I also found out that this quilt pattern is a lot easier than the one I was planning to make, so that was an added bonus. I'm not good at explaining this stuff, so I'll post pictures later of what it looks like and of my fabrics, because I'm so excited. (O:
A side note to this blog (and the reason for the title)- Clare has been telling me that she is planning to make a baby quilt but doesn't know if I'll like the fabrics or the idea. So, I bugged her all night until she gave in and showed me the idea. I cannot wait for this one either! She found patterns to embroider all the old nursery rhymes, like Little Miss Muffet, Jack and Jill, etc. Each one will be its own square, on a nice tan colored fabric and the embroidery will be in pink. She also has a super cute pink paisley (?) fabric to coordinate, and then a green and a brown for borders. It's going to be so much fun, I can't wait!
I am going to continue to try and talk her out of the one that I found last night too, I keep telling her Emilia can never have enough quilts/blankets. Which, better be true, because this girl already has 1 that Aunt Mimi (Amy) crocheted for her and gave me as a Christmas gift. Then, she's getting one from me, at least one from Clare, and TWO from my mom. I know about one of them, Mom has shown me the pattern and it's so cool, I'm really excited. But, she's also got a surprise up her sleeve (sneaky little thing!)... She keeps telling me that I'm going to love it and Clare agrees. I love surprises, but I'm so bad about waiting for them. I keep asking about that one too, but Mom's a lot tougher to crack than Clare. So, I might just have to wait until my shower. Mom has high hopes of having at least the surprise one done by then. Everyone cross your fingers for me please! I can't take the suspense! (O:
So, what's the baby blanket count so far? 5-6 hand made with love quilts and blankets. Love it.
(Sorry, I just realized how long winded I am...)
I know it's been over a week since I've posted anything (which, I want to say, I don't think it *that* bad...seeing as I used to go a lot longer between posts!) But, Jillian brought it to my attention that I suck at blogging. (That's Annie's paraphrase). (O: So, I'm going to remedy that right now.
I guess there has just been a lot of great stuff going on that I haven't had time to sit down and share it all! But, here I am, so let me fill you in on my latest exciting news. (I'll also post about all our lovely Christmases, but in a different post...too much for one!)
I have officially decided to sew my very own baby quilt! This is a big deal for me because I don't think I've sewn anything since I was in the 5th grade. My mom taught both Clare and I how to sew when we were young. Clare really took off with it and is awesome at anything she decides to try. (In fact, I was really trying to steal a baby blanket she has at her house last night, but didn't win that battle...yet.) I, on the other hand, always thought it was so cool how Mom and Clare could make anything they wanted/needed, but never really took the time to do it for myself. I don't always have the patience for all of it and because of that, never really got all that good at it.
But, last Saturday, after meeting Jason on his lunch break from work, I decided to check out the "Going Out of Business" sale at Jackman's. I should tell you that me walking into a cloth store is always overwhelming and it takes me a while to remember what I should be looking for. But, once I adjusted to the rows and rows of potential fabrics, I did just fine. I picked out 2 REALLY CUTE patterned fabrics that I'm super excited about. One is brown with pink paisley (?) design and the other is light pink with 2 different colors of pink polka dots. They go so well together and I can't wait! I also picked out a plain pink fabric that matches the other 2 perfectly.
I had to call Mom and ask how much I needed to do a 9 Patch quilt. She, so impressively, figured it all up in her head while driving home from Kentucky and told me how much I needed. I couldn't decide which fabric I wanted to use on the back, so I ended up getting extra of each. (Now, I've been told, I have enough for probably at least 2 quilts, maybe more!) So, I spent the rest of Saturday looking up different 9 Patch patterns, and I had "the one" all picked out. I made my own graph paper (this was tedious and made me a little cross-eyed) and started drawing out my design. I colored it in like Mom always does, and it looked so cool! I was so proud of myself that I packed up my fabrics and designs to take to my sister's apartment last night for our family Christmas.
Clare and Mom both agreed that I had done a great job picking out my farbrics and even liked the design I had drawn. BUT, in the corner of Clare's work area something pink and green caught my eye. It was this adorable baby quilt that I instantly fell in love with. That is when all my hard work and ideas went out the window because I knew I wanted my quilt to look like that one. So, I took pictures, had Clare and Mom measure it all out so I knew all the measurements and even started drawing it out on my *graph paper*. I also found out that this quilt pattern is a lot easier than the one I was planning to make, so that was an added bonus. I'm not good at explaining this stuff, so I'll post pictures later of what it looks like and of my fabrics, because I'm so excited. (O:
A side note to this blog (and the reason for the title)- Clare has been telling me that she is planning to make a baby quilt but doesn't know if I'll like the fabrics or the idea. So, I bugged her all night until she gave in and showed me the idea. I cannot wait for this one either! She found patterns to embroider all the old nursery rhymes, like Little Miss Muffet, Jack and Jill, etc. Each one will be its own square, on a nice tan colored fabric and the embroidery will be in pink. She also has a super cute pink paisley (?) fabric to coordinate, and then a green and a brown for borders. It's going to be so much fun, I can't wait!
I am going to continue to try and talk her out of the one that I found last night too, I keep telling her Emilia can never have enough quilts/blankets. Which, better be true, because this girl already has 1 that Aunt Mimi (Amy) crocheted for her and gave me as a Christmas gift. Then, she's getting one from me, at least one from Clare, and TWO from my mom. I know about one of them, Mom has shown me the pattern and it's so cool, I'm really excited. But, she's also got a surprise up her sleeve (sneaky little thing!)... She keeps telling me that I'm going to love it and Clare agrees. I love surprises, but I'm so bad about waiting for them. I keep asking about that one too, but Mom's a lot tougher to crack than Clare. So, I might just have to wait until my shower. Mom has high hopes of having at least the surprise one done by then. Everyone cross your fingers for me please! I can't take the suspense! (O:
So, what's the baby blanket count so far? 5-6 hand made with love quilts and blankets. Love it.
(Sorry, I just realized how long winded I am...)
Monday, December 22, 2008
Great weekend!
Even though I can't really remember parts of this past weekend (due to pregnesia), I have to say it was a good one!
Friday Jason and I didn't really do much, which was nice. I really enjoy just getting to stay home in our pj's and hang out with Zeke. It's so relaxing, and it's nice to just be mindless for a while.
Saturday, my Momma came over to finish up the curtains for Emilia's room (I plan to do a photo blog to show all the new stuff in there very soon...I just have to remember to take pictures!). The curtains look great, and it's so fun to have Mom help with all that sort of stuff. It makes that room so personal- Jason painting such a cool design on the walls and Mom helping with the curtains. This little girl is so loved and she isn't even here yet!
While Mom was working on the curtains, I was making approximately 9 dozen "Fudgy Fantasies" for our work Christmas Cookie Exchange. I will say that while I love the brownie part of my cookies, I think the recipe called for too many M 'n' M's. So, these aren't my favorite cookies, but for people who love M 'n' M's, they should be a hit! (O: (Oh, and let me just say, I have a CRAP LOAD of cookies now...we just got done exchanging all our cookies, so I have 102 cookies...anybody hungry??)
That night, Jason and I went with my mom to see Clare perform in the Christmas play at church. The message was really great and Clare did a good job. Afterwards, we all went to Applebee's for dinner. It actually wasn't that bad. It's been a while since we've all gone out together, and it was a fun time.
Sunday, ahhh, Sunday. How I Love Sundays! I went to church while Jason was at the Blue's game. I really thought the worship time was fantastic this week. I don't think they did anything different, I think it's just that it was exactly what I needed.
I did have to hold back tears sitting behind my friends Jon and Jaime. This was Jon's last Sunday at church before deploying, and I could tell that it was an emotional service for them. My heart broke just thinking about how much we are all going to miss him. Jason and I have grown pretty close to them and it's going to be weird to not have him around. Even though I'm partially "dead inside", the one time my heart always aches is when a friend is hurting. I know I can't do anything but love on Jaime and Jax while Jon is away, but I wish I could do more. I've been praying for them so much, and I know God will comfort all of them.
After service, we went to Outback Steakhouse by majority rule. I think everyone else enjoyed it and my cheesy fries weren't that bad. Except that they attacked me all night and gave me heartburn this morning... (Note to self, no more cheesy fries for a while!). Jason actually made it in time to eat with all of us, so that was good. Our group always has fun at dinner- lots of stories and laughing, it's just a great time. (O:
And that's it, that was my fabulous weekend. Nothing extraordinary, just our regular lives. I'm so blessed to have such great people in my life. (O:
Friday Jason and I didn't really do much, which was nice. I really enjoy just getting to stay home in our pj's and hang out with Zeke. It's so relaxing, and it's nice to just be mindless for a while.
Saturday, my Momma came over to finish up the curtains for Emilia's room (I plan to do a photo blog to show all the new stuff in there very soon...I just have to remember to take pictures!). The curtains look great, and it's so fun to have Mom help with all that sort of stuff. It makes that room so personal- Jason painting such a cool design on the walls and Mom helping with the curtains. This little girl is so loved and she isn't even here yet!
While Mom was working on the curtains, I was making approximately 9 dozen "Fudgy Fantasies" for our work Christmas Cookie Exchange. I will say that while I love the brownie part of my cookies, I think the recipe called for too many M 'n' M's. So, these aren't my favorite cookies, but for people who love M 'n' M's, they should be a hit! (O: (Oh, and let me just say, I have a CRAP LOAD of cookies now...we just got done exchanging all our cookies, so I have 102 cookies...anybody hungry??)
That night, Jason and I went with my mom to see Clare perform in the Christmas play at church. The message was really great and Clare did a good job. Afterwards, we all went to Applebee's for dinner. It actually wasn't that bad. It's been a while since we've all gone out together, and it was a fun time.
Sunday, ahhh, Sunday. How I Love Sundays! I went to church while Jason was at the Blue's game. I really thought the worship time was fantastic this week. I don't think they did anything different, I think it's just that it was exactly what I needed.
I did have to hold back tears sitting behind my friends Jon and Jaime. This was Jon's last Sunday at church before deploying, and I could tell that it was an emotional service for them. My heart broke just thinking about how much we are all going to miss him. Jason and I have grown pretty close to them and it's going to be weird to not have him around. Even though I'm partially "dead inside", the one time my heart always aches is when a friend is hurting. I know I can't do anything but love on Jaime and Jax while Jon is away, but I wish I could do more. I've been praying for them so much, and I know God will comfort all of them.
After service, we went to Outback Steakhouse by majority rule. I think everyone else enjoyed it and my cheesy fries weren't that bad. Except that they attacked me all night and gave me heartburn this morning... (Note to self, no more cheesy fries for a while!). Jason actually made it in time to eat with all of us, so that was good. Our group always has fun at dinner- lots of stories and laughing, it's just a great time. (O:
And that's it, that was my fabulous weekend. Nothing extraordinary, just our regular lives. I'm so blessed to have such great people in my life. (O:
Friday, December 19, 2008
My life as a Preggo!
I just realized today after spending some time catching up on Jaime's blog that I have really been neglecting mine...I've chalked it up to the fact that I've become a crazy person since getting pregnant, and only that Emilia to blame. (O: (Not really)
I realize that you may already know these crazy things about the new (I'm not sure I'd say Improved...) Preggo Annie, but I thought I'd list off all the ways my life has changed. So, get ready for the good, the bad, and the down-right-Funny! (O:
~I've already mentioned this, and it's getting worse all the time- I have Pregnesia! If I ever thought I was a forgetful person before becoming pregnant, I don't even remember that now! I literally have to write everything down, either in my palm or on a sticky note, so that I don't forget. So, I've got my palm glued to one hand and a sticky note stuck to my butt, I'm sure! I've missed friends birthdays (sorry Jaime!), didn't get Christmas cards done (they will now be New Year's cards...maybe), and have more than once paid bills late just because I truly forgot to pay them. Because of this, I've started prefacing most conversations with "I'm sure I've already asked you this" or "I know you told me this already but...". It's insanity I tell you! Oh, and it definitely carries over into work too...everyday I'm asked if I've completed this project or paid that bill, and most of the time it's, "Oh...I don't think so, I'll have to check". It's a wonder they haven't fired me yet! Luckily most of them are sympathetic ex-preggos. (Is that what you'd call someone who has been pregnant, but isn't now? I don't know, it sounded good!)
~I'm clumsy. Not just a little stubbed toe here or funny bone hitting there...I'm a flat out Klutz! It's actually really funny because I will trip over my own two feet (more than I did before getting pregnant...because yes, I've always done this!). The ones that get me the most are when I run smack-dab into someone's desk or a door frame, just because my spacial awareness is gone! That's when I laugh, it takes a really special person to walk right into a file cabinet. (O:
~I CRY! *Gasp*, I know. This might be the weirdest part of my pregnancy, because I alwasy thought I was dead inside. I never cry about things that I think I should. Sad movies don't do it, those cute little kids living in poverty on the infomercials don't do it, dead dogs on the side of the road? Nope, nothing. I want to say that these things DO make me feel sad-I'm not That heartless-I'm just rarely brought to tears over anything. (The only pre-pregnancy exception to this is when someone I love cries. That will get me everytime.) But now, it's like stinkin' waterworks around here! Let me explain just how bad this really is...This story just unfolded last night...Jason and I went out to eat with Mark, Treasa, Justin and Amy to BW3's in Edwardsville. Afterwhich, we decided to go to Target. Jason and I had decided we were going to purchase the crib mattress and baby bedding ourselves instead of asking for it on our registry (which reminds me...I need to remove those things from our registry!) So, we get everything we need, Treasa bought us the crib skirt to match and a couple cute little clothes to put in her shower gift and we made our way to the register. I had won a $50 Visa gift card at our work Christmas party, so we had planned to use that and in my head I decided we would put the rest on Jason's credit card and pay it off next month. Well, we get up to the register and the tragedy begins: The mattress rings up for $79.99 instead of $59.99...I hate, hate, hate when that happens because I get so embarrassed. Even though it's not my fault that it was in the wrong spot and there is NO WAY I could bend all the way down to match up a skew number, it still gets me all flustered. Treasa and I thought we had checked to make sure it was the correct one, the mattress is a Sealy and the barcode underneath (practically ON the floor...) said Sealy, so we went with it. Anyway, here we are, standing in line, the checker has to radio for help, the Target security guy comes over and radios to that department. Meanwhile, I've got 2 people behind me waiting to check out... I hate that part too, I know they are annoyed with us, but I can't do anything about it now. I've already committed to saying it was mis-marked. (And by "I", I really mean Treasa, she's braver than I am). While this is going on, I find out Jason doesn't even have his credit card on him (we had decided to leave it at home to keep from making jump-decisions...I just didn't know he'd taken it out already). I accidentally yelled at him a little about it, which is a BIG no-no in front of other people. I would venture to say Jason's biggest pet peeve is being disrespected infront of other people, especially his family. To add to my misery and near meltdown, I've got Justin and Mark a few lanes down, heckling me! Now, I'm not only embarrassed because we've grabbed the wrong item and there are multiple people waiting in my lane, but they are really making it worse. That's when I feel the tears start rising up...I just took a deep breath and made it out tear-free, but it was a close call! (I just realized I probably should have made that story it's own blog...talk about loooong....)
Darn it, now pregnesia has again reared it's ugly head... I had one more thing I wanted to report, but can't remember it...see what I mean!
Oh! I do remember. Haha, this is funny...
~I'm actually getting ditzier (as if that were possible!) The other night Jason thought our heater wasn't working well, so he went downstairs and asked me to turn it way up so it would kick on...I go to the thermostat and turn it down to like, 62. I ask if it's come on and he says no, did you turn it up? I said, "Well, I turned it down so it should kick on..." He just stared at me and I completely didn't get it! Apparently I've been doing this for weeks because it's always cold in the house and I'm always the one messing with the thermostat! It was hilarious because he was just staring at me waiting for me to realize what I had been doing and I'm staring at him waiting for him to understand my logic.
~I love water, BBQ, and Chinese. I've been drinking water like it's going out of style and actually loving it! I drink at least 4 big glasses a day at work, and at least one more at home. The only time I really drink anything else is at church or when we're out to eat. I would consider BBQ and Chinese my first official cravings. Obviously, not together, but I could eat either one every day of the week. I am a little sad that I can't handle Mexican right now, but BBQ and China have found new, special places in my heart! (O:
I just realized how long this post was...and I'm sorry for anyone who actually muddled through my mindless ramblings. I hope you aren't contemplating shoving a pencil through your eye just to make the pain stop...Don't do it, it's not worth it! (O: But, on that note, I'll stop now. Until I think of more of my Pregnant Annie-isms to report. (O: PS- Emilia just kicked at the desk, so I think she's done too (O:
I realize that you may already know these crazy things about the new (I'm not sure I'd say Improved...) Preggo Annie, but I thought I'd list off all the ways my life has changed. So, get ready for the good, the bad, and the down-right-Funny! (O:
~I've already mentioned this, and it's getting worse all the time- I have Pregnesia! If I ever thought I was a forgetful person before becoming pregnant, I don't even remember that now! I literally have to write everything down, either in my palm or on a sticky note, so that I don't forget. So, I've got my palm glued to one hand and a sticky note stuck to my butt, I'm sure! I've missed friends birthdays (sorry Jaime!), didn't get Christmas cards done (they will now be New Year's cards...maybe), and have more than once paid bills late just because I truly forgot to pay them. Because of this, I've started prefacing most conversations with "I'm sure I've already asked you this" or "I know you told me this already but...". It's insanity I tell you! Oh, and it definitely carries over into work too...everyday I'm asked if I've completed this project or paid that bill, and most of the time it's, "Oh...I don't think so, I'll have to check". It's a wonder they haven't fired me yet! Luckily most of them are sympathetic ex-preggos. (Is that what you'd call someone who has been pregnant, but isn't now? I don't know, it sounded good!)
~I'm clumsy. Not just a little stubbed toe here or funny bone hitting there...I'm a flat out Klutz! It's actually really funny because I will trip over my own two feet (more than I did before getting pregnant...because yes, I've always done this!). The ones that get me the most are when I run smack-dab into someone's desk or a door frame, just because my spacial awareness is gone! That's when I laugh, it takes a really special person to walk right into a file cabinet. (O:
~I CRY! *Gasp*, I know. This might be the weirdest part of my pregnancy, because I alwasy thought I was dead inside. I never cry about things that I think I should. Sad movies don't do it, those cute little kids living in poverty on the infomercials don't do it, dead dogs on the side of the road? Nope, nothing. I want to say that these things DO make me feel sad-I'm not That heartless-I'm just rarely brought to tears over anything. (The only pre-pregnancy exception to this is when someone I love cries. That will get me everytime.) But now, it's like stinkin' waterworks around here! Let me explain just how bad this really is...This story just unfolded last night...Jason and I went out to eat with Mark, Treasa, Justin and Amy to BW3's in Edwardsville. Afterwhich, we decided to go to Target. Jason and I had decided we were going to purchase the crib mattress and baby bedding ourselves instead of asking for it on our registry (which reminds me...I need to remove those things from our registry!) So, we get everything we need, Treasa bought us the crib skirt to match and a couple cute little clothes to put in her shower gift and we made our way to the register. I had won a $50 Visa gift card at our work Christmas party, so we had planned to use that and in my head I decided we would put the rest on Jason's credit card and pay it off next month. Well, we get up to the register and the tragedy begins: The mattress rings up for $79.99 instead of $59.99...I hate, hate, hate when that happens because I get so embarrassed. Even though it's not my fault that it was in the wrong spot and there is NO WAY I could bend all the way down to match up a skew number, it still gets me all flustered. Treasa and I thought we had checked to make sure it was the correct one, the mattress is a Sealy and the barcode underneath (practically ON the floor...) said Sealy, so we went with it. Anyway, here we are, standing in line, the checker has to radio for help, the Target security guy comes over and radios to that department. Meanwhile, I've got 2 people behind me waiting to check out... I hate that part too, I know they are annoyed with us, but I can't do anything about it now. I've already committed to saying it was mis-marked. (And by "I", I really mean Treasa, she's braver than I am). While this is going on, I find out Jason doesn't even have his credit card on him (we had decided to leave it at home to keep from making jump-decisions...I just didn't know he'd taken it out already). I accidentally yelled at him a little about it, which is a BIG no-no in front of other people. I would venture to say Jason's biggest pet peeve is being disrespected infront of other people, especially his family. To add to my misery and near meltdown, I've got Justin and Mark a few lanes down, heckling me! Now, I'm not only embarrassed because we've grabbed the wrong item and there are multiple people waiting in my lane, but they are really making it worse. That's when I feel the tears start rising up...I just took a deep breath and made it out tear-free, but it was a close call! (I just realized I probably should have made that story it's own blog...talk about loooong....)
Darn it, now pregnesia has again reared it's ugly head... I had one more thing I wanted to report, but can't remember it...see what I mean!
Oh! I do remember. Haha, this is funny...
~I'm actually getting ditzier (as if that were possible!) The other night Jason thought our heater wasn't working well, so he went downstairs and asked me to turn it way up so it would kick on...I go to the thermostat and turn it down to like, 62. I ask if it's come on and he says no, did you turn it up? I said, "Well, I turned it down so it should kick on..." He just stared at me and I completely didn't get it! Apparently I've been doing this for weeks because it's always cold in the house and I'm always the one messing with the thermostat! It was hilarious because he was just staring at me waiting for me to realize what I had been doing and I'm staring at him waiting for him to understand my logic.
~I love water, BBQ, and Chinese. I've been drinking water like it's going out of style and actually loving it! I drink at least 4 big glasses a day at work, and at least one more at home. The only time I really drink anything else is at church or when we're out to eat. I would consider BBQ and Chinese my first official cravings. Obviously, not together, but I could eat either one every day of the week. I am a little sad that I can't handle Mexican right now, but BBQ and China have found new, special places in my heart! (O:
I just realized how long this post was...and I'm sorry for anyone who actually muddled through my mindless ramblings. I hope you aren't contemplating shoving a pencil through your eye just to make the pain stop...Don't do it, it's not worth it! (O: But, on that note, I'll stop now. Until I think of more of my Pregnant Annie-isms to report. (O: PS- Emilia just kicked at the desk, so I think she's done too (O:
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Let's turn this day around!
Let me start by telling you all the things that are trying to work against me right now...
Last night was our work Christmas party, which was very fun! I left about 9:20ish and as soon as I left the parking lot I realized I had a flat tire...SO, I had to call Jason to come get me. He got there by around 10:00, changed the flat and I followed him in the truck to Sam's. We didn't get home until after 11, and my poor husband had to be at work by 5 this morning! I felt so horrible, but he was my hero!
Also yesterday, I had my first ever flu shot (because my doctor told me too...I fought it, believe me). This is not something I think I'll ever do when I'm not pregnant, it's really not fun. The nurse that did it at work was so nice and gentle; I didn't even cry! She did say it might be sore...man was she right! That night at the party my ELBOW was killing me...not my shoulder where she stuck me, but my elbow. It felt pretty much like when you hit your funny bone and it's not funny...yeah, like that...all night! Someone warned me not to sleep on that arm that night, so I took that advice...which made for an uncomfortable night of sleeping since I'm a tosser and a turner... And now this morning, the soreness has crept its way back up to my shoulder where it belongs. At least the funny bone pain has subsided.
Then, this morning, I was woken up to the lovely feeling of an awful charlie horse in my left calf! So, I'm trying not to lay on my sore arm while rubbing/punching the pain in my calf muscle until it somewhat goes away. I'm currently still limping because it's still sore too...
SO- now that I've explained all the exact reasons I need to turn this day around, we are going to start thinking positively! My lovely, wonderful Momma is on her way here right now to take me back to Sam's to get all new tires.
I also was able to squeeze Zeke into a spa appointment this morning, so we will drop him off on our way. I sometimes feel bad for him because I don't think he really likes the spa (really just the groomer, but I call it the spa), but he always looks and smells so nice when he's done!
And, while we are up in the Fairview area, I'm hoping to stop at Babies R Us and order my super awesome glider!
I also can't forget that tonight is going to be Mar-Vel-Ous! I've been so excited about Jaime's birthday bash and the amounts of chocolate that are going to be involved...I've got my (somewhat) sexy preggo outfit ready for its debut and I can't wait!
So, see? There are lots of great things happening today. It's going to be a great day!
Last night was our work Christmas party, which was very fun! I left about 9:20ish and as soon as I left the parking lot I realized I had a flat tire...SO, I had to call Jason to come get me. He got there by around 10:00, changed the flat and I followed him in the truck to Sam's. We didn't get home until after 11, and my poor husband had to be at work by 5 this morning! I felt so horrible, but he was my hero!
Also yesterday, I had my first ever flu shot (because my doctor told me too...I fought it, believe me). This is not something I think I'll ever do when I'm not pregnant, it's really not fun. The nurse that did it at work was so nice and gentle; I didn't even cry! She did say it might be sore...man was she right! That night at the party my ELBOW was killing me...not my shoulder where she stuck me, but my elbow. It felt pretty much like when you hit your funny bone and it's not funny...yeah, like that...all night! Someone warned me not to sleep on that arm that night, so I took that advice...which made for an uncomfortable night of sleeping since I'm a tosser and a turner... And now this morning, the soreness has crept its way back up to my shoulder where it belongs. At least the funny bone pain has subsided.
Then, this morning, I was woken up to the lovely feeling of an awful charlie horse in my left calf! So, I'm trying not to lay on my sore arm while rubbing/punching the pain in my calf muscle until it somewhat goes away. I'm currently still limping because it's still sore too...
SO- now that I've explained all the exact reasons I need to turn this day around, we are going to start thinking positively! My lovely, wonderful Momma is on her way here right now to take me back to Sam's to get all new tires.
I also was able to squeeze Zeke into a spa appointment this morning, so we will drop him off on our way. I sometimes feel bad for him because I don't think he really likes the spa (really just the groomer, but I call it the spa), but he always looks and smells so nice when he's done!
And, while we are up in the Fairview area, I'm hoping to stop at Babies R Us and order my super awesome glider!
I also can't forget that tonight is going to be Mar-Vel-Ous! I've been so excited about Jaime's birthday bash and the amounts of chocolate that are going to be involved...I've got my (somewhat) sexy preggo outfit ready for its debut and I can't wait!
So, see? There are lots of great things happening today. It's going to be a great day!
Friday, December 5, 2008
She's really in there! (O:
Last night was so exciting in the Warren household...we felt Emilia kick for the first time!!!
I have actually been able to feel her swimming around, kicking and twirling, for a little over a month, but we have never felt it from the outside! Everytime I feel her moving, I try to press on my stomach to see if I can feel it from the outside, but it's never worked until last night!!
I was laying on the couch watching Survivor with Jason when she started her nightly aerobics. So, I starting poking around like always and I felt her!! At first, I thought I was imagining it, but I kept poking around and kept feeling her kick back! I think I was interrupting her exercise time, but I didn't care! Jason came over and felt it too, it was amazing.
Growing up I always said I never wanted to "have" kids. I wanted to be a mom, but didn't want to birth them myself. But, I will say this is such a wonderful experience. I never imagined how awesome it would be to feel a little baby growing inside me. I can't wait to meet my little Emilia.
I have actually been able to feel her swimming around, kicking and twirling, for a little over a month, but we have never felt it from the outside! Everytime I feel her moving, I try to press on my stomach to see if I can feel it from the outside, but it's never worked until last night!!
I was laying on the couch watching Survivor with Jason when she started her nightly aerobics. So, I starting poking around like always and I felt her!! At first, I thought I was imagining it, but I kept poking around and kept feeling her kick back! I think I was interrupting her exercise time, but I didn't care! Jason came over and felt it too, it was amazing.
Growing up I always said I never wanted to "have" kids. I wanted to be a mom, but didn't want to birth them myself. But, I will say this is such a wonderful experience. I never imagined how awesome it would be to feel a little baby growing inside me. I can't wait to meet my little Emilia.
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