Quilting

Do you know I quilt? No? Oh, that’s because I don’t. I’ve never made/sewed a thing in my life- come to think about it in 7th grade I made a pillow actually. Anyway, on one of my vacation days my grandma insisted on doing a quilt for the baby, I didn’t decline. In fact my mom and I went and picked out THE cuties polka dot monkey fabric we could find and brought grandmas idea to life. Truth is my aunts, grandma, and mom did all the work, I literally pushed 1 tack into the board. That's my idea of quilting! We had lunch (spaghetti, grandma and I’s choice) and I ate pink sugar cookies, chatted, and read a baby magazine while they were hard at work.

darn sun… 3 of my aunts helping

after all their hard work they wanted a picture with me! My cute cousin pointed out this is a 4 generation picture ha… kinda! It is an adorable blanket made with lots and lots of love and I can’t wait to wrap our little girl in it and snuggle her to pieces.

5 years and counting…

In January I celebrated my 5th anniversary with Great Clips! Actually I didn’t celebrate at all but nonetheless I’ve been loyal to this wonderful company for 5 great years.

It seems like just yesterday I was graduating from beauty school and scared out of my mind. I remember feeling like I just went through a year of school and didn’t even know how to do hair. I never felt comfortable in color and knew there wasn’t enough money in the world to rub people feet for a living when I heard about Great Clips I thought it would be a good place to start- I was always best at cutting hair and it’s what I enjoy most. Do you know I got a $1000 sign on bonus just for choosing Great Clips, and half of my student loans paid? Amazing right?!

I really do love my job! I love the girls I work with and getting to know them on a personal level. I love how talented they are and how much we continue to learn from each other daily is unbelievable. I enjoy going to work everyday and although sometimes I do feel burnt out (with the management part) it only takes a few days away from the salon to remind me this is exactly where I should be in life and I’m content. So here’s to you Great Clips -and mostly the amazing stylists I work with- thanks for making my job easier just by being you! I hope to continue to learn and grow with this company and maybe one day be more in the management/business part of it and less in the hair cutting aspect.

#1 reason my husband is better than your husband…

Ok there is a lot of reasons but today the top reason is what he said before he left for work this morning, it went something like this. As he was tucking me into the sheets and rearranging my 7 (not an exaggeration) pillows just the way I like them he bent down kissed my cheek and said, “just relax today babe, I’ll help you with all the house work when I get home.” Amazing! That’s exactly what I needed to hear. Let me clarify, David doesn’t expect the house to be clean, shopping to be done, bills to be paid, and everything complete when he gets home but after 3 1/2 years of marriage he knows I spend my entire day off doing just that. He also knows that I’m beat physically, emotionally, and socially this pregnancy is finally taking a toll on me. It meant so much for him to say that and what makes it all even better is I know when he gets home he’ll help me do everything I ask and have on my honey-to-do list. As if that wasn’t good enough he called and invited to me up to have lunch with him! Do you know what I love more than lunch with my hubby on my day off? Nothing! Dave has been so good to me, better than I deserve to be treated seriously I’ve been a beast! I keep telling him one day I’ll be a better wife and hopefully after all these raging pregnancy hormones are out of me I can be just that. He is so good with kids, children love him and he always attracts them- everywhere we go! I’m excited and anxious to see what kind of a dad he’ll be with our baby girl.

(this is our friend Enrique’s little girl, Ahliya. We love her to death!)

While I’m tooting my own horn I’d also like to throw in I’ve been working 6 days a week this entire pregnancy equally 40+ hours/ week. And after last week those days are over until this baby is born. I’ve cried about it many times but truth is my body is exhausted and I’m burning myself out. I want to work right up until this little girl is born and I can’t wear myself out this early in the game. Everyone laughs when I tell them I’m cutting back to full time and 5 days a week. Apparently that’s what the ‘normal’ persons work week consists of… weird. I feel guilty scheduling my stylists 6 days a week and split shifts when I’m not doing it myself, I wasn’t raised to do anything half assed (excuse the language, I didn’t know how else to say it!) So there you have it. 7 weeks left is all we have and although I don’t feel ready, and I’m still not miserable enough for this pregnancy to be over I can’t wait to meet this little girl of ours. What a miracle, and I still don’t know what I did right to deserve this.

Just as a side note: I’m craving soda! Mountain Dew or Cherry Pepsi preferably. I’ve drank more soda in the last 7 months than ever before.

Vent session…

I have a few things to complain about. Turns out, I have many things to complain about but only a top few will make my list today.

#1-

I am an addict. I need medical attention. I check my facebook numerous times a day and think negative thoughts almost every time I do here’s an example: that quote was pointless, no I don’t want to play any of your stupid games, woo another diaper coupon, your boyfriend is an idiot, I don’t care you’re eating Olive Garden for lunch, I don’t care you have the day off, you have a dent in your car? get it fixed instead of post about it, eww I would never post a picture like that. And those just occurred. I deleted probably over 50 friends this morning and that felt good except I worry what people might think- since when do I care what others think, who knows? So if you read my blog and you are one I deleted, I’m sorry. Kind of. But just because you are/were my family/co-worker/neighbor/friend in high school doesn’t mean I need to read your lame updates and play by play of your life. In turn it also doesn’t mean I don’t like you I’ll still say hi when pass you at the grocery store. Phew… I wish that made me feel better, but it didn’t!

#2-

I debated on not filing taxes this year. Kidding, ok so I actually did until I thought about the consequences. I’m sick and freaking tired of seeing the ridiculous about of money withheld from David and I’s checks bi-weekly. It stresses me out and quite frankly pisses me off. If there was a break down of where it was going I may feel better, okay I’ll pay my state taxes and fix roads and blah blah but paying into social security when I’m fairly certain there will be nothing left in the pot when I am old enough to get my share peeves me. And please do not get me started on Medicaid. I’ll help the elderly, and the disabled but I don’t want to support low income families that have 5 bastard children and are actually better off then we are because they either lie to the system of they are too lazy to actually work for what they have. Grr… I should stop my blood pressure is going up and this is not the kind of day I want to have. Point being I feel David and I pay entirely too much into taxes and every single year we file we are relieved if we break even. I might also add they are holding the most out of both of our checks, we can’t catch a break. Remember last year I complained and asked the tax dude what we could do and he laughed (how dare he laugh!) and said “buy a house, and have a kid.” Well Mr. it wasn’t because of your suggestion but we happen to have one of those things done and the other cooking so I hope next tax season I’ll be boosting of this precious child that is also help in the dependent department.

Thanks for listening and have a great day!

How I spent my morning…

Hubby woke up an hour late for work. I may or may not have  secretly let him sleep in because he hasn’t been sleeping well the last few days and I sleep much better when he’s in bed. Oops! I then decided I would wake up at 8:30 and start my day… well kinda when hubs left for work I remembered I had pure deliciousness on my counter and poured a glass of milk and headed back to bed.

Have you been to Babe’s bakery? The desserts are so good! Their customer service is horrible! Seriously, I’ve NEVER been disappointed by the marshmallow/chocolate brownie and I’ve NEVER been treated kindly there. If any bakery in town was half as tasty as them I would not support them- that’s the honest truth!

Anyway, I laid in bed eating the brownie and no I didn’t share with anyone, the only reason there is 2 forks is because I can’t cross contaminate (yes I’m weird like that). While eating I watched CMT music videos- I love doing this but it’s so time consuming and when I decided it was probably time to get up and moving for the day baby girl decided to start wiggling/kicking/fist pumping/summersaults/ whatever she was doing in there she was going crazy- maybe she got a sugar rush? I took a few minutes to just sit and watch her move around- what a miracle! I feel so lucky to be bringing this precious life into the world and a part of me wonders what I’ve done to deserve this- we are so fortunate! So blessed! And although our lives will never be the same I’m looking forward to all the changes. It’s amazing the amount of love you can feel toward such a little human that you haven’t even met. I can’t wait to be a mommy!

Day so far=success! All before noon. I love days like this and have I mentioned I love vacation, because I definitely do! The plan for the rest of the day is: lunch with hubby, Wal-mart, some baby organizing and maybe rent a movie (or two) and sit on the couch and relax the night away. Be jealous

32 weeks…

This morning we got a 3-D ultrasound. Baby girl didn’t want to show us anything but her backside, after the ultrasound tech beat on my stomach long and hard enough she gave us a sneak peak of her precious little face and side profile- then she was over us invading her privacy. The lady said she looks chunky (oh great!) she has a round little face and loved her hands right up by her mouth (no sucking your thumb kid, I’m serious!). I was relieved to see a perfect little nose in all the pictures, unlike her mommas. But during the ultrasound there was a side view that made her nose look quite pointy… lets hope my eyes were seeing things.

As for me: I’m doing good. Exceptionally well I feel like. Still working full-time but looking to cut back to 5 days a week and maybe only 6-7 hour days (it’s been a long stretch of 6 days/week and overtime). I’ve had a little bit of swelling and apparently that’s normal and ok I just need to drink more fluids and elevate my feet. My belly is definitely getting big, and the bigger it gets the harder time I have sleeping. Luckily, I fall to sleep easy I just wake up a lot when I can’t get or stay comfortable.

As for David: he is doing good too. Getting excited and anxious for baby to come. He’s too cute when he talks to her. We’re already giving her a heads up on what we expect out of her and how she will and won’t behave. David accidently told her she didn’t have to do anything she doesn’t want to do, I interrupted and said unless your parents ask you to. He went to give my belly a kiss the other morning before he left to work and right as he leaned in she kicked him right in the mouth, I thought it was funny he was a little shocked- haha!

Last weekend while I was at work, David was busy doing this:

 

it’s just a sneak peek of what’s to come but I love it! I love pink! I hope my little girl isn’t a tomboy, but if she wants her room painted forest blue at the age of 6… well we will cross that bridge if and when it gets to that point.

Lately…

I’ve been thinking, and I think too much. I am aware of this, I worry too much as well. Mostly, I worry and think about things that I can not change- silly I know! As I’ve been cutting entirely too much hair there is one thing I keep thinking/worrying about and that’s baldness. Maybe because I worked with a girl who swears she started loosing hair after having her baby, but also thinks her hair was thicker than ever before while pregnant. So you think I’m worried about losing my hair? Nope, I’m pretty confident in my luxurious locks however in my husbands… not so much. I’ve seen so many men that are loosing their hair at such a young age, younger than my hubs and then I started blog stalking which I also do to much and I’ve came to the realization your husbands are bald! No offense… sorry. In David’s defense he is not even thinning, they have products for that I would get him on right away if I noticed the first bit happening (it’s called Nioxin, and I’m a believer). My father-in-law has a head full of nice silver hair, and although it's been said you get your hair traits from your mother’s side my hubs hair is exactly like his dads- minus the color.

But… what if he starts to thin like this…

or this…

Heaven help us all. I just don’t know if I could love him the same, I’m lying! I swear I love my hubby for all the right reasons! Weird, I used to find bald-ing men more attractive I dated a few and thought it made them more responsible looking… or something. However, I hope my husband NEVER looses his hair!

p.s. My dad has always been bald, I never remember him with hair! It never bothered him and it never bothered me, it also doesn’t bother me when I see other bald dude’s either but the thought of my own David going bald is enough to keep me awake at night… or is that the heartburn?

I told you I think too much about things I can not change!