28 weeks…

I can hardly believe we only have 12 weeks left of this pregnancy. I got another ultra sound at my appointment yesterday…

Isn’t she beautiful? ha, ha she is you can just trust me. Next month is our 3-D ultrasound then I’ll have proof she’s as precious as I know she is!

Me on the other hand… not so beautiful, or precious but we do have 1 thing in common we are both growing bigger each and every day!

I wouldn’t say I am miserable… at least not yet. However, I am definitely not as comfortable especially while trying to sleep, sit, or work. Everything I do just seems like it takes a lot more energy and effort, but I’m hanging in there and still feel lucky I’ve had such a great pregnancy thus far.

My mom got to come with me to the doctor this time and I was so glad to have her by my side since I had to do the glucose test including another blood draw and get a flu shot- I’m such a wuss! But I did so good and was so brave, really I was I’m not just tooting my own horn here. Naturally, my mother spoiled me like crazy after the appointment including:

-4 new shirts

-a new pair of designer maternity jeans

-stretch mark cream (none yet, but my belly is itching like crazy and I’m afraid they are well on their way)

-maternity underwear (tmi?) p.s. they are AMAZING!!

-hickory farm mints

-2 new pillows

-lunch at Carinos

Now you know whose to blame for me being a spoiled brat My mommy made me this way and I love her for it!

5 A.M Partay…

This baby girl of mine is like her momma already! This chick knows how to party, she fist pumps too (Jersey Shore anyone… anyone?) I’m nearly positive of it. I poke and move her all day long trying to get her to wiggle but it never fails every morning about 5 AM she begins to let her wild side out and she goes crazy and busts a move. It wakes me up out of a dead sleep, then I roll David over on his side, put my belly in the small of his back and let her beat on him until her little heart is content all the while I lay with a huge grin, smiling because I know these moments are passing all too quickly! I love this little girl of mine I get to pack around all day everyday, she is so precious and dare I say fun? If only she would stay in my belly and out of my back, that would be well appreciated.

boys will be boys…

sometimes I question if this husband of mine will ever grow up, then I realize I may be a little too grown up for the both of us and it will be nice when we have kids in the house that he is a kid at heart simply in a grown mans body. David bought himself an RC… ok 2 of them… did I complain? yes. Does he deserve it? yes.

Christmas was good this year… there I said it and I actually meant it. 10 times better than the last few years, which wasn’t hard to top. We enjoyed dinner with my mom on Friday, a visit to my dads house on Saturday along with a get together at Dave’s Grams, then Sunday we slept in until 9:00 A.M. (Santa was late) and spent the day at Grams had a delicious lunch and finished the evening with a gift exchange at the in-laws. It was a success! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it lots more I am so lucky to have in-laws that I absolutely love and they treat me like I’m one of their own, so fortunate! It seems like everyone this time of year is complaining about having to see the in laws but not this girl it’s something I get to look forward too.

tis the season…

I am so glad all of our Christmas shopping is done, wrapped, and those that need to be mailed to PA (p.s. I still hate you) now in the hands of the post office. It’s a relief really. I hope this year I can enjoy the festivities of Christmas in it’s true meaning surrounded by family. Last year was a bad Christmas… the year before that was worse. I’m determined to turn over a new leaf and not make this a negative time of year although it’s hard… oh so hard. I would give my left arm (maybe not literally) to be at home again Christmas morning with my mom, dad, sis and bro opening presents together and having breakfast. Or to open our new pajamas and cruise around town looking at Christmas lights, laughing, talking, singing, and wondering where Santa was. UGH! The only thing that keeps me looking forward is knowing one day soon David and I will start our own tradition with our kids. I hope I can give our kids a wonderful childhood like I had, I worry about that… I think this is me going into mommy mode.

One of my favorite things about this time of year is cinnamon covered almonds. Thank you mall for being so busy my husband walked in, smelled the almonds, bought the almonds, and decided there was too many people for him and left… with the almonds.

I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas!

Like my dog does…

Have you heard this song? It’s so funny, and there is meaning behind it at our house. Jax (our dog) loves David a lot and the feeling is mutual- disgusting really. I don’t like animals very much, not at all actually and never really have. Just when I started to kinda like Roxie (our old dog) she died, which reminded me when I don’t get attached to 4 legged mammals. Almost every day when David gets home Jax runs to the door, wags his tail, barks, jumps on David and licks his face half clean and yes I complain, but without fail Dave will say “why don’t you act like Jax when I get home?” or “I wish you were as excited to see me as he is.” It’s disturbing really. Today he asked me if I’d heard this song, I had not. So we looked it up on you tube and it fits us pretty well, except for the rude remarks about his sister.

 

A few of my favorite lines:

He don’t cost me nothing when he wants to go out.

He never says, “Why don’t you get off that couch?”

He never asks me “Where the hell have you been?”

He don’t play dead when I want to pet him.

When I come home I want you to just go crazy.

*I knew going into this marriage we would always have a dog… it was one of David’s few requirements and at the time I didn’t think it was a big deal but now… ugh! The thought of our nice new house having dog hair in every corner and the thought of a newborn having dog hair in her belly button ew! Seriously ew!

 

Maybe someday I’ll love him like our dog does…

25 weeks…

classic photo in the mirror I know. Last time I asked hubby to take a picture for me it was entirely too close and a full on belly shot- not attractive. Hence the reason I decided to stick to the self portraits.

Since I’ve been extra forgetful I’ve started making lists to remind myself of even the simplest things. I even wrote a list to remind myself to make a list, true story. I even write things on my list that I probably shouldn’t forget like water that huge Christmas tree in my front window that you would think I couldn’t overlook- you’d be surprised. Or find my scarves… I forget until it’s too late and I’m running out the door with an itchy coat around my neck. Those buggers are m.i.a since the move and I’m not feeling good about it seems how I never found my missing spice rack.

Now I’m off to get a few more items checked off my list so I can hopefully make it up to Grandmas for some Christmas goodies cooking time.

The truth is…

-I listen to the acoustic version of Hinder-Lips of an Angel everyday on my way to work (and sometimes on the way home too) this baby girl growing inside me fist pumps every time it comes on and through the entire song which makes me smile and laugh while it’s playing. Embarrassing right?

-I’ve drank more soda just in the past month then I probably drank all last year. What can I say Cherry Pepsi is where it’s at. I even bought the Diet this last time because I’m fairly certain David drank the last regular case I bought to himself- and I know he won’t drink diet… I was right.

-I’m still a overly sensitive and cry much more often then ever before. Over tv commercials, songs, my dog you know the important stuff.

-I have been ultra forgetful. Yesterday I forgot a bag at Fred Meyer after doing some grocery shopping, didn’t realize it until I got out to my car and I was missing my sour straws, went back into the store only to forget why I went back in, then remembered I forgot to return my Red Box movie that was on my desk at work so I went back into work got the movie, returned it and was pulling out of the parking lot when I realized I forgot that bag with the sour straws that I NEEDED. That is a true story.

-Hubs loves my pregnant belly. He may even love me a little more now I’m carrying his child too. He’s awfully good to me, even when I don’t deserve it. He talks to my belly and calls her by name, even though she doesn’t have a name yet.

-I know we really are having a baby but in a way it still doesn’t feel real. Obviously she is in there and moving but it’s hard to comprehend the fact we’re going to be parents.

-I ordered mozzarella sticks and a hot chocolate at Applebee’s and the waitress didn’t even make a comment… I think she knew better then to mess with the prego woman!

The End.

Dear PA,

I call you PA mostly because I don’t even know how to spell your whole name and I’m ok with that, I hope you are too. A short year ago I said I disliked you because I was afraid of saying the “H” word on my blog but now I feel like you deserve it… I Hate You Pennsylvania! I hate that a year ago today my sister and nieces were in that car pulling that U-haul all the way to your stupid state.

I hate that I haven’t seen my sister in an entire year (but so lucky I got to see my nieces this summer) and I hate it really feels like five years since I’ve seen her! I hate the thought of her not being here for my 1st baby shower or the birth of our 1st child. I hate, hate, hate you Pennsylvania and I think you are a selfish piece of land. But most of all I hate that my sister and nieces love you so much! I hate that they brag about how beautiful you are. I hate that they talk about how many fun things they’ve done and seen while in your presence. Everyone knows Idaho is much more awesome than you are. Mostly, I’m jealous of you for having that amazing part of my family- you don’t deserve it!

Sincerely,

Tiffany

P.S. please die and force them to come home forever, my hateful feelings toward you might change if that happened

I Heart Days Off!

Most days I don’t have to work are awesome, but this one tops the charts even if I’m feeling a bit under the weather (again):

-It all began with a hot bath (sorry child if it was too hot for you, I needed it, these growing and stretching ligaments needed that blasted hot soak and it won’t happen again, promise)

-which in turn was so relaxing and awesome made me 15 minutes late for my 9:05 (seriously, who schedules on the 5’s?) doc appointment.

-at the appointment I got to hear the amazing heart beat of our precious little girl who is measuring a couple weeks ahead of schedule and has only allowed me to gain 1 pound so far. My blood pressure was “great” which is nice since it always seems to be a little high. I also got to ask the doctor my list of bizzilion questions (and yes I had to make a list because no matter how important the topic I continue to be forgetful) p.s. I’m getting another ultrasound next appointment just to double check she really is a girl.

-I called to tell hubby all is well when he invited to me lunch- yes please!

-a few hours of Christmas shopping is complete and by next paycheck I plan to be done. Big thanks to I.C.C.U who let me skip a car payment for a small fee, you must have known I am trying to figure out Christmas, diapers, taking time off work, paying off a credit card, and saving for the birth of this child all in 2 months- you rock!

-Gator Jacks for lunch w/my Davey. Frito chili pie=delish. Gator bites=delish. 2 cups of hot chocolate=delish. Happy tummy… for a few hours at least have I mentioned this kid HATES chili? I could eat it everyday and it rips me up inside each and every time I do. I might have learned my lesson this time. Hubby ate alligator, eek.

-off to Rexburg I go to spontaneously spend a few hours with my mom and Grandma. I love hanging out and chatting with them but I especially loved the mini banana bread grandma had on her counter, it complimented my cherry Pepsi perfectly.

-got home and cleaned the house, thought about wrapping Christmas presents but tomorrow is another day.

-I wasn’t super hungry so we opt for a modified Applebee’s Maple Blondie instead of dinner. It tasted much better than it looks.

-now I plan on taking a warm bath while popping a few vitamin C,  taking a magic pill that will make me sleep like a baby (and is prego approved), an allergy pill, while drinking a tall glass of orange juice. Then watch a little TV while I cuddle with my hubby wearing his big comfy warm hoodie and wool socks until I doze off to sleep- for tomorrow it’s back to the grind.

I told you today was a success!

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…

 

David and I got our tree up Monday evening. I honestly debated on a tree this year simply because we’re going to have to put one up every year from here until forever now. The agreement is we can have a real tree if and only if David helps me do it all- and he didn’t disappoint.

Although he insisted this be our tree topper.

Since we don’t have a fireplace the banister will hold our stockings.

I love these snow men given to me as a gift last year.

I hope your December days are looking as busy and fun as ours!