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:

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!

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.