**Insert Clever Title Here**

I had a title thought up last night, but for the love of something I can't remember it. Boo. Work is going well. I'm still REALLy exhausted at the end of the day, but that is expected for anyone who is 6 months pregnant and spend her entire day on her feet. They have announced that there will be no bonus (called Share the Vision, which I refer to as Share the Allusion). It's gone. Did I mention that I also didn't get a raise? So if I was planning on staying, which I'm not, I definitely would have changed my mind after that fiasco. But I hear I'm not the only one. **shrugs** They've also taken away the call I used to fulfill so all of us are a bit pissed about that. And they shortened our week. PCTS used to work 40 hour weeks, we now work 37.5 (which is the "norm" in healthcare but it still sucks). I heard they are taking away ECMO call also (different form of call). We no longer get bonus time (a incentive to stay and help when they are in a pinch) and if we get any overtime, we are in trouble. Next thing they'll be saying they are taking away our retention bonus. They have this problem with retention they said. That of 400 nurses they hired last year, they had to replace 350 because of them quitting. Hmmm, so do you think taking away year end bonuses and call and all of the "extra perks" is helping? I don't think so. Anyways enough about work.

Baby is in there kicking away. A gal I work with always talks to my belly now. She assures me this is so baby will know her when she gets here. heh. I told her yesterday to tell baby to get off Mommys bladder. Baby thinks this is a cool place to hang out while I'm on my feet. So I constantly have the urge to pee when really all I can squeeze out is a few drops. Of course I may not have much in there since everything leaks when I sneeze, cough, or laugh. Oh the joys of pregnancy! I'm starting to have to roll out of bed, E helps a ton with that. Getting up is getting a bit harder by the day and I'm still all belly. (Of course I've only gained 6lbs or so so really I am only baby!) I promised you a picture but no one has been here to take one of me. Sorry. I know you are dying to see my beautiful self. ;)

I did cook a lot on Monday. Pot roast, carrots and potatoes in the crock pot and I made green bean casserole and corn casserole. And it must be the baby but I really don't care for green beans. I'll eat them on occasion and I REALLY don't like musherooms. In fact I hate them but guess what. I've been eating this green bean casserole and craving it. If you aren't familiar with green bean casserole, the two main ingredients are green beans and cream of musheroom soup. Go figure. I've got to pack my lunch now. PB and jelly sandwich, grapes, and (you guessed it) green bean casserole. Weird. Love to all. More tomorrow. :)

My girls

I had my 6th month appointment today. Wow. Where does the time go? I'll have a belly picture later on today, Erich took the camera with him. One more 4 week appointment then we go to two week appt. :)

I measured right on target and I have gained 3lbs since my last appointment. A total of 6lbs has been gained this pregnancy! :) She told me she wanted me to gain 4lbs, but she could live with 3. Baby sounds great, 148 bpm heartrate. I will have to do the GTT :( at 28 weeks and be checked for anemia, but I can live with that. She says my blood sugars look awesome. :)

WARNING! THIS NEXT PART QUALIFIES AS TO MUCH INFORMATION.

I woke up the other day to discover that "my girls" work. My poor breasts are leaking. Which this "milestone" would explain the many breastfeeding dreams I have had lately. It kinda makes me giddy, because I was worried that for some reason "they" wouldn't work, but they do. So I'm a bit relieved, though I still don't know why I was worried. Erich thinks its gross and I think he'll be staying away from them for a while. heh.

I had a dream last night or the night before that I had boy and girl twins. I think my subconscious wants to know what this baby is! :) Maybe Wednesday we'll be slow at work and Mel and I can look.

Surgery is as exciting as ever. I love being back at work with the humdrum. It really wears me out though, but I sleep better at night. It's a lot harder to tote the two of us around that place instead of just me. I think it was the right decision and it fulfilled some much needed companionship. I've had a lot of laughs. Melvin keeps coming into the storeroom and sees me picking cases and yells out stuff like "Suzanne is back! :) " Everybody is laughing and says it's like I never left, but they said they all missed me. :) That makes me feel special.

I do have the day off today. I have pot roast, potatoes, and carrots in the crock pot. The house is starting to smell really good. It should be ready when my mom comes for dinner. I'm also going to make green bean casserole and corn casserole for the rest of the week. And I may also make some sloppy joe mix for Erich to make sandwiches at night with. Thats about it.

I'll try and blog more. Since I'm back to my old shift (11a to 6:50p) it'll take some time to get adjusted again. I promise to try and get blogging back into my schedule so I do it daily. I am keeping up with everyone else though. :)

I'm alive!

Well, I'm back working in surgery. It sincerely kicked my butt so much that I couldn't stay up for ER! I had to tape it and I'll have to watch it tonight, which is a big deal for me. Man. So that is where I am, I'm loving it and staying busy and it's nice to be with friends again. :) I'll update more this weekend, though I have big plans to get that dang nursery painted! Sheesh. :)

The Judges Are Out

Well, yesterday (as I was leaving work early) I decided I couldn't take this anymore. Erich seems to be fine with me being jobless in about four months. And this is what I really want to do. I want to stay home and take care of my baby and clean my house and be with my doggies (one of which, Gracy, gets closer to death every day I believe). I want to go and help Teresa out during the day and hang out with her because I miss her and two sets of hands works TONS better with four babies (her triplets plus mine.) It's just that me being jobless scares the living crap out of me. The thought that I won't be contributing. The thought that even though things are tight now, they will be even tighter. I know I don't have to worry about clothes and such for baby. My mom and my in-laws will be over joyed and throwing me clothes. (hopefully) and I'm thankful for people like Rachel who give me stuff. (As a side note, she really rules. I really should drop her an email and see how she is doing.)

I think I'll miss my job. I know that I used to whine a lot about it, but I find myself actually missing the drama. Right now I really need human interaction, like you would never believe. And I really just don't get that here in the library. I am a person who needs to be occupied . I'm sure I won't be bored when baby arrives because she'll keep me busy and occupied and when she naps there will be meals to prepare and diapers to wash, etc etc etc. I think going back to surgery at this point will help the last part of this pregnancy past faster in a more entertaining way. And I think I'll feel better at that point leaving my job having spent time with my co workers (and pocketing some more cash, since I can't leave early as much up there!)

So as I was saying, on my way out of work yesterday I called the OB office and asked that my lifting restriction be lifted to save me from dying of boredom and loneliness. The nurse said she wasn't sure if the doctor would actually be thrilled with that idea, but I think I presented a strong case and I said I wanted to go back. I think she'll let me knowing that I am making this decision of my own free will.

I haven't heard back from the FMLA people yet. I need to call that lady. With FMLA status, if I'm back in surgery I'll be able to take a sick day (even though I don't have any left) in case I'm not feeling well. And it will also cover doctor appointments.

The PTO book also came around to me. Most people took their vacations in June and July. Not me. Knowing that I won't be here in the summer, I thought that was pointless. So knowing that babies in my family don't come early and that I plan to work right up until the end (without taking maternity leave as I would have to pay it all back when I didn't return to work) I took my vacation the last week of January and the first week of February. Baby has until February 14 to come out (though God please don't do that to me, however sweet a Valentine baby would be). I figure if she hasn't come out by the first week of February, I'll return to work and the extra walking and such will just give her a bit more shove to come out. :) Also that two week vacation will also give me time for last minute preparations and some relaxation. So does that sound like a plan?

In webpage news, I haven't heard back from Blogspeak saying it is okay to put comments back up. I'll go check on that now.

Oh and wish me luck that the doctor calls this afternoon and says it is alright to go back to work today. I really want this! (And if she calls before 4 I can go to Associate Health, get cleared, and be in my department with Melissa this afternoon until five! **which means we will head to that ultrasound machine!**)

The Three Little Pigs

I forgot to tell you.. my cousin had her babies! They were born on Friday 6 minutes apart (vaginally! woot!). She said she woke up around 4am and felt like she was peeing her pants, when it didn't stop, she realized her water broke. They left for the hospital around 6am and the boys came one by one the right way at 8:53, 8:59, and 9:05am. :) They are

Mason Andrew
9:05 am
2lb 9oz 14" long

Evan Patrick
8:59am
2lb 12 oz 15" long

Jonathan Avery
8:53am
3lb 16" long

Go here to see a picture of them! :) Oh, and please pray/send good thoughts their way. They will be in the hospital a minimum of 4-6 weeks. They have to weigh at least 4lb to leave the hospital. They are doing well at this point though, and breathing on their own, which is the most important thing.

Book!

My book came in the mail today. The last page made me cry, it said:

"You'll find that this world's
a great place to begin,
but it could use some help ---
which is where you come in.

So now, as my voice
burble-urps in your ear ---
with a bump-thumpy sound
that is not very clear---
the words I am saying
you hear in your heart,
and know that I wish you
the very best start.

It's a scrumptulous world
and it's ready to greet you
And as for myself. . .

well. . .

I can't wait to meet you!"

--"Oh the Places You'll Go! A Book to Be Read in Utero" adapted by Tish Rabe from the works of Dr. Seuss

Blah

Not feeling to chatty lately. Kinda feeling out of it, and just a deep longing to be home cleaning my house, cooking foods that make the house smell of crunchy leaves and good eating. heh. I love fall, especially with my personal heater strapped to my belly, we like the weather.

People have started to refering to me as two instead of one. At first I thought this may be because I feel huge (though I hear I'm not). Now I just think it is because everyone else is coming to the realization that there is another human being trapped within my body. When ordering at the deli yesterday, the guy at the counter said, "you two are hungry huh?" Yes, yes we were. Weird.

I'm learning how to keep my blood sugar up. :) It makes me feel very nice. I love this non constant feeling of nausea. :)

I'm debating about asking to go back to my department. They've had me on a lifting restriction because of my threatened miscarriage way back at the beginning. I have an appt. on Monday and I want to ask to go back. I'm tired of going home early and the measly checks it brings me. I miss my friends/ acquaintances. I miss just the feeling of being around people and seeing neat things and guts hanging out of bellies. I miss the occasional person you get to take to surgery that is pleasant and nice. I miss helping the little babies. I miss doing what I do best-- taking care of people. And I know that when the baby is here I won't be able to work in healthcare for a while. I figure if I go back now, I'll be able to have a bit of fun and do what I love. It will also help the time fly by seeing as it is October now. Leave me a note and tell me if y ou think it sounds like a good idea.

(The comments will be down until later tonight. Blogspeak is having some issues.)

Mutterings

Yet another week of Unconscious Mutterings.

1. Herpes:: syndrome
   
2. Freddy:: cougar
   
3. October:: the hunt for red...
   
4. Hunting:: deer
   
5. MSN:: messenger
   
6. 36:: 6 times 6 is
   
7. Hotel:: towels
   
8. Travesty:: ?
   
9. Health:: condition
   
10. Conditions:: outside
    

Dum Dum Dum Dum

Congrats to Allison!

Can I go home now?

Today, I have the meeting with the dietician. I get to leave work at 11am. It's about 10:10 now. Urgh. I hate killing time like this. Nothing to do.

When I leave, I'm going to call my mom and see if she wants to come in before she goes to work so we can go to the mall to look at maternity stuff. I have an abundance of stuff thanks to very generous people, but what I am lacking in the most are casual stuff. I only have one pair of maternity jeans. I would like at least one more pair and maybe a pair of corduroy khakis/khaki pants (obviously beggars can't be choosers). It's cold now and I need more casual stuff. I don't want to wear the dressup stuff all of the time, I NEED comfort. :) My mom said "well you can dig out your winter stuff now" HELLO! Last winter I didn't have this bulging belly! The sweaters will probably fit and my sorority sweatshirts will fit too. (I always bought those REALLY big) **sigh** It seems wasteful to buy clothes that will only be worn for four months, but really, what am I supposed to do?

It was 45 degrees this morning when I left for work. Highs today in the 60s. I love this weather. :) It's supposed to get down to 38 degrees sometime this weekend. Brrr. Okay I'm going to keep surfing and praying that time passes quicker.

Oh and by the way, I'm feeling better with my new eating lifestyles. I'm keeping my blood sugars up and I feel good. Only thing is I'm hungry a lot so I'm going to have to talk to the dietician about how to fill up my belly without sending me into a carbohydrate coma.

Must See TV

YAY! I just remembered that it is Thursday and do you know what that means? The SEASON PREMIERE of FRIENDS and ER! **jumps up and down holding belly** I have to set the tape so Erich can watch Friends and then I'll go downstairs and work on laundry while ER is on. I can't wait till Scrubs and Good Morning Miami come back too. Then my life as a loser will be complete. I just love the fall. :)

((On a side note, I should really stop jumping up and down. I can feel baby girl swooshing up and down with me probably yelling "will you cut that foolishness out!" She must be getting big! My belly moves constantly and now she has discovered that it's fun to kick my tailbone. Owee! As if my fingers aren't sore enough. The sticking my fingers doesn't hurt, it's the tiny bruises that make it rough!))

I made it!

It's after three almost three thirty. Close enough, I'm outta here! :)

Oh my aching...

head. And it's only two oclock. Could the time please pass faster?

By The Way

Send Allison a hug. She misses her grandma.

Rolling along...

That is what we are doing here. I figured out that Erich is hypoglycemic also ( though mine should correct itself after pregnancy). So I've put him on the same diet and it is weird getting used to not having "what I want" and making sure that each meal has what we need. It is also hard to structure and schedule snacks for both him and myself. It is kinda fun to have the structure for the meal and to see the effects that each meal has on my body. And I've figured out how my blood sugars work and what helps optimally for me.

Baby is still in there moving around and seems to be enjoying herself. I'm thankful that we've figured out this eating stuff and are getting beyond that. September seems to be rapidly coming to an end and thus far we really haven't had an Indian(a) *heh* summer. I'm looking forward to snow, though I think that I'm looking forward to winter and snow because it means that baby will be that much closer to being here. I'm enjoying the cool weather and wearing long sleeves. Erich and I are adjusting to a morning routine in the dark. It is pitch black outside now at 6am and almost dark at 6:30pm which is kinda weird, but I love it. It just makes getting up really hard.

I'm trying to stay at work the entire day though that proves hard because it is boring as hell here. Bah. If I can only make it till three. Then if I can make it till three thirty, I'm free to leave then. Two hours and fifteen minutes can be a really long time, though I need to stay cause we need the money.

Oh and by the way let me say that the raises suck and this company sucks and I hate it and I'm glad that when this baby comes out I'll never have to work here again. Yahoo. I applied for FMLA (family medical leave act) once again, though this time I should get it since Tuesday was my one year anniversary. Yeehaw. Okay I'm off to kill time.

Presenting...

Pokey the Pincushion!

Well, I saw the diabetic nurse this morning. Ouch. She wants me to test my sugars 7 times a day! Wowee. I see the doctor again in two weeks and she'll probably let me stop testing so often. I DO NOT have diabetes, I have hypoglycemia. I'm on a diet now and was told (once again) that I don't eat enough. Bah. So now I have regularly scheduled snacks.

The guy is here servicing the heater (so Erich won't blow up when he turns it on, heh.) And then I'm going to have my snack and lay down. I'm a tired girl. Thus far I've already poked myself three times, the third time I couldn't get the finger to stop bleeding. It doesn't really hurt, but I'm starting to see tiny bruises. **sigh**

Ho-hum

Okay so I'm still here at work. It is extremely boring with NOTHING to do. Sucky. But anyways let me tell you how my Sunday ended up playing out.

As a recap, Sunday I cleaned the upstairs, changed the sheets, took all of the dirty laundry to the basement, vacuumed, and steam cleaned the carpets. Afterwards I came downstairs and made a spaghetti lunch and cleaned up. Well shortly after E and Papa began their naps, the phone rang. Erich's friend wanted to come over with his wife for dinner. Okay that fine. That's when I went into a frenzy. I frantically washed the dishes from the brownies and such. I swept all of the wood floors and the front porch. I ran and cleaned the downstairs batheroom really well and mopped the linoleum and wood floors. I had Erich mop the front porch (that sounds really stupid but it had some stains from a leaky box-- baking soda I believe that needed to be cleaned up). I ran upstairs to take a shower and started cleaning that batheroom (naked no less, doesn't everybody clean their batherooms that way?) After I was dressed I ran and did a check of the upstairs (looked awesome) then ran downstairs, straightened the slip covers on the couch and straightened the pillows. I left Erich fixing up his "stuff" in the yard and ran to the grocery store to buy a few things for dinner. (On a side note, why does every "quick" trip to the grocery store take at least thirty minutes?) I came home and started dinner up. We had enchiladas, spanish rice, and homeade salsa and chips. Then before they got there Erich set the table and I had everything ready to go and all of the "preparation" dishes washed and put away. I had just enough time to sit and watch a little bit of the Charmed marathon on TNT. I was beat and my hips were aching and the little baby was a bit annoyed and kept pushing against the oven, the sink, and I think was generally annoyed that I told her we would take a nap but never got one. We had a nice dinner and they thought the house was nice and I was happy that it was clean. **sigh** I'm to pregnant to be doing this much work though. :)

She's Back!

My friend Melissa is back from Maternity Leave. We just got back from lunch, yumm... She also said that on the days she is here she'll help me u/s baby. So in a couple of days (maybe Wednesday) we'll see if she isn't busy so I can go up there and maybe "check out" baby. (And LOOK in between those legs! heh) :)

Unconscious Mutterings

1. Savings:: coupons
   
2. On:: line
   
3. Wire:: clippers
   
4. Word:: power
   
5. Bladder:: control
   
6. Missing:: persons
   
7. Side:: view
   
8. Window:: seat
   
9. Digit:: fingers
   
10. Swirl:: cone
    

Mad Cats

Heh. Cat owners beware.

Everybody Cut Loose... Footloose

For the past two days, baby has put on her dancing shoes and is dancing away in my belly. Not sure what is up with that, or maybe she is just getting strong enough that I feel her even when I am doing stuff that requires thinking. Yesterday as I was cooking she was actually pushing against the oven handle and the sink. Heh. :) A couple of times I felt her I thought I'd actually be able to grab her little foot. It was crazy. Now if only Erich would have patience to lay with his hand on my belly. He touches for a while, but then she quiets down. She is a teaser. heheh. :)

Sleeping Beauty

You can take a look at the picture of took of the afore mentioned Sleeping Beauties here.

Beans Beans

Oh and as a side note, I really miss Jennifer. I hope all is well and her craziness will end soon.

Isn't that cute?

Everyone is asleep. My grandpa is asleep in the chair, Erich is passed out on the couch, Ella is laying in "her" chair, and Gracy is asleep by the door. Too cute. I'm still busy though. Cleaned the upstairs and cleaned all of the carpets upstairs. Made spaghetti for my grandparents. Just made two batches of brownies and there is jello setting in the freezer. I have more dishes to do and some more laundry. I'd also like to clean up all of the dirt and mop the floors down here (swept and vaccuumed last night) that Papa and Erich walked in. They built Erich a shed outside. I clipped the coupons and need to file them in my little thing. And then I think I might take a shower and lay down and take a nap myself. The dogs both need baths since they played in the dirt with Papa and Erich. So I'll probably do that then take my own shower (to clean up the bathtub heh) and lay down.

I also cleaned out the pantry giving a lot of stuff to my grandma. Stuff that was left from my mom or was given to us that I just know we won't eat. I'm trying to clean stuff up. I'm sick of it all. :) Back to my hum-drum life.

An "actual" Belly Pic

Well, you can see me and all of my glory here. 21 weeks and it seems I am really popping out! My tummy no longer looks fat, but pregnant. Yahoo! :) Right? Notice my belly button ring is still in tact, but no one knows how much longer! :)

Pokey, the Pincushion

That is what I will be shortly. I am beginning to think that this might help a lot. I find that my feeling bad revoloves around what I am eating and such. I think monitoring my blood sugar and working with the diabetic nurse to come up with a good diet for me will help tremendously. Though I am not really looking forward to all of the poking. It will be 5x a day. (morning, one hour after each meal, and bedtime) With about 132 days left of my pregnancy, that will be a bit over 500 pokes. Ouch. :(

Cinderelly, cinderelly...

Cinderella!


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My what a big Blogroll you have.

If you care, I've added a few links of people I've been reading. I found them off of other people blogrolls and wanted the ease and convenience. :) And they are very cool peoples.

Funny girl

You know, the more I read Allisons blog the more I think she is one cool chicky.

More whining

I know you must all be sick of this by now, but whining makes me feel better. I'm supposed to be staying away from stress but Royalpaininmyass does nothing but stress me out. Let's recap what she's done today:

walked in the door 20 minutes late
checked her email, read online stories
now she is putting on her makeup.

URGH. My day:

Gone to mailroom twice.
Shelved books.
Checked in journals, shelved.
Straightened desks/chairs.
Helped patron look for lost journal.
Answered questions.
Fixed computers/printers.
Copied about a zillion pages for supervisor.
Found online articles, printed off.
Taken article to MD three buildings away.

And gee, I've only been here 3 hours and 37 minutes. I hate no one, but seriously, I'm starting to hate her.

You spin me right round baby right round

I'm not sure if those are the exact words to that song, but that is what I'm singing in my head. Why?, you ask? Well, that's because my world is spinning, like it does everyday. The nurse called and said that she called in my glucometer, I'm to go pick it up this evening. She is making the appointment for me to go see the diabetic/ maternal fetal medicine nurse specialist lady. I hope this solves the spinning. It's lunch time, baby girls favorite time of the day.

dear Royalpaininmyass,

I understand that some people don't like to wash clothes everyday, but please if you are going to wear a shirt twice, don't wear it TWO days in A ROW! Please alternate thanks. Also, STOP BATHING IN PERFUME DAMNIT. WHEN YOU DO DECIDE TO COME IN, IT MAKES ME SICK.

Thank you,
Me

WTF?

And why the heck do I have to show up to work EVERYDAY, and yet Royalpaininmyass doesn't. They threaten to fire me, so why isn't she out the door?????

Tired

I'm so tired of being sick. I'm kinda getting to a point where I'd like the baby to come out (only healthy of course) and just be in my arms. ugh.

Get off the phone Idiot!

Please please please! When you go to the batheroom, hang up the cell phone! It is irritating not only to the person you are talking to, but to other people who may happen to go in the batheroom also. Urgh.

TO DO LIST

Go to bank
Meijer --mousse, carpet powder, vacuum car
laundry -- take clean up, bring dirty down, etc.
dishes-- wash and put away
watch charmed at 5pm
vacuum main floor
sweep- run swiffer
mop hardwood and kitchen
1/2 bath
sweep downstairs (basement)
clean carpets -- basement stairs (little green cleaning machine)
8:15 haircut
MK $$-- get ready for deposit
9pm TLC Residents LIfe
call KV
pay capital one

Ouch

Just received a call from the nurse at the OB. They are going to start checking my blood sugars FIVE times a day. OUCH! They are battling insurance right now for a glucometer. Boo. I don't want to go on any stinking diet. (hopefully my blood sugars are fine and I won't have to follow a diet. I'm telling you now, I'd be NO good at it.)

Did you smell that?

Okay I'm back to the perfume issue. Remember how I have a problem with my coworker, lets call her Royalpaininmyass. Well, today Royalpaininmyass is wearing enough perfume that I am sitting at least 25 feet away from her and can still smell her reek. On Friday, Royalpaininmyass didn't show up for work. She works 10-2 (tough, huh?) and called in at 2 to say she was taking a PTO day. Since we are both down here in the library on limited duty I had half a mind to call our regular department (surgery) acting all concerned to see if she had called in. "Oh hi Lynn. I was just wondering if Royalpaininmyass had called in? Well, you know she is supposed to be in at 10am and it's like 1:30 now and she isn't here and hasn't called. We are concerned, did she call you?" Then I'd hang up and laugh cause I'm evil like that (really I'm not evil,just I loathe this chick.) Her day consists of this:

10:15am finally show up
10:17am call her mom and yell in RUSSIAN AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FRIGGIN' LIBRARY
10:45am go to Mail Room (five minutes away)
11:10am come back from Mail Room
11:15am print off 75 page short stories from computer
11:30 decides its time for lunch (uhm, do you get lunch when you work four hours? or is it supposed to be something like 15 minute break?)
12:45 come back from lunch (right.)
1:00 check email, call boyfriend, piss around
1:45 time to go home.

(every other day call in.)

Do you see why Royalpaininmyass drives me nuts? The only work related thing she does is go to the Mail Room. I shelve books, look for articles, copy, run errands, ship out articles to other libraries. Hmph.

**I did see her evaluation. It isn't my fault, she left it on the desk. I got a 4 out of 5. She got a 2.5 out of 5. Oops.**

Anywho. I'll leave her alone. I won't even go into how she wants to stay home from work and let her boyfriend-husband person be teh sole provider (he works as a waiter at a restaurant, steady income huh?) and how she would quit her benefits paid job to stay with baby. Oh insurance? They would just apply for medicaid and WIC. I have no problem with these programs. I know ladies on them only because they HAVE to be and are looking for jobs etc etc etc. She wants to make this as a choice. The mind just boggles.

My weekend drama

The weekend wasn't really filled with drama. The end of the week was. Thursday I blogged that I wasn't feeling well. Friday, after E left for work, I ended up passing out. oops. The OB rushed me into a neurologist. The neurologist thinks my migraines are progressing and that sometimes pressure on the brain will make you pass out. gee, lovely. They are scanning my brain in the morning. I do think it will be somewhat cool because they will scan my whole body once. So you will be able to see all of me, my bones etc, with my little girl tucked inside my belly. Don't you think that will be cool? Oh, and it is an MRI so no radiation. MRI = Magnetic Resonance Imaging. A big giant magnet. And NO radioactive dye. They'll probably run me through that thing again with dye after baby girl is here. We'll see.

Saturday E went to friends and I babysat during the day. Then came home, worked on painting the nursery and cleaned and took a nap and just kinda lazied around.

Sunday we went to BabysRExpensive and registered. :) That was kinda fun. Oh, and we went and visited a friend, E bought a table saw (talk about a kid in a toy store) and we came home. I worked on more painting in the nursery and I cleaned the upstairs thoroughly and worked on laundry. Man I seriously feel like I work 16 hour days, plus do side jobs.

Next up... worker rant, but I'll have to fill my belly first.

PK Kids

Pottery Barn Kids is about to feel the full wrath of a ticked off pregnant woman. Urgh.

Unconscious Mutterings

1. Wedding:: cake
   
2. Roach:: clip (heh, where did that come from)
   
3. Expense:: s
   
4. Fight:: for your right... to ... paaaahteh! lol
   
5. Air:: force
   
6. Protect:: and serve
   
7. Glance:: s
   
8. Boo:: halloween
   
9. Steamy:: cars
   
10. Caviar::yuck
    

Where does the time go?

I owe my blog a lot of info. It's been craziness this past week. I'm going to go grab some breakfast, get things organized here at work, then catch up my blog on whats been going on! :) I promise! Plus the worker rant.

bleh

I have some stuff I want to tell you guys, but I'm really tired, and just not feeling "right" this evening. I don't know whats up. My neck hurts and I almost passed out at work today. I was talking to someone and all of a sudden the room started spinning, I got lightheaded, and they said I turned very very pale. And my leg is numb. Baby must be laying on a nerve or something. I promise to write tomorrow.

The Three Little Pigs

Remember me talking about my cousin who is having triplets? Well, she had another ultrasound on Tuesday. Baby A is 2.3 pounds, Baby B is 2.5, and Baby C a whopping 2.6! She will be 30 weeks tomorrow. All three were head down but Baby B seemed to wiggle out and is laying across the other twos feet. Little stinker! I told her that he was probably getting really squished! We are hoping she makes it at least another 2 weeks. 32 weeks is what they hope for with triplets. If she makes it to 34 weeks, she'll have another scan for growth and position. Yay! She has already had a shot of steroids to speed up lung development and is already 1 cm dilated. I'm thinking 32 weeks is all she will make it.

death becomes him

Wow, this blog makes me want to cry.

Issues...

Is it just me or does anyone else have major issues with people who bathe in perfume?

Calling all librarians!

I'm looking for carseats now. I want to be able to put the portable hand carry do dad (ya know 5 to 20 lb one) and the big one on my registry in hopes that we'll have a big turnout! So where do I start researching for the best ones? I know someone out there has to know. **mumbles Jennifer** :) (she seems to know just about everything :)

She's got a way...

For all of the impatient people out there, **cough** Rachel **cough**, it appears that this baby may just be a girl. Or it could be a boy. They weren't 100% sure. She/he had their legs squished together. But when you looked at the butt shot like Shanas there wasn't anything in between the legs. Dr. said that she'll make up a reason to have another ultrasound in a few weeks. :)

I was happy to know that the spine is very much closed, the intestines are INSIDE the body and she has really really really long legs, just like her 6'4" daddy. :) I am going to call her her. Looks like a .... Ha! You thought I was going to say her name huh? :) Maybe I will in a few weeks. It's such a beautiful name, right Rachel? ;) So lets' call her a girl, though I won't stock up on pink. I'm not the hugest fan of pink anyways. I think I'll paint the room the same green as the kitchen cabinets. That would go for boy and girl, yes?

Can you see me now?

Ultrasound is today! whoopee! I feel like it's the first day of school or something. I couldn't sleep. Bad dreams. This seems to be a regular thing lately. I just want everything to be alright. Why on Earth didn't I schedule an 8am appointment? heh. I'm going to go lie down and eat and then get dressed and ready then do something around the house to kill time until 9. At 9, mom will be here (E has to go to school. boo.) and we'll go buy a VHS tape to take with us. Then head off and away to the OB. Send me healthy baby with open legs vibes! :)

Oops

I said I would post yesterday and I didn't. Sorry! I ended up being pretty busy, though I have no clue what I did. I'm to tired to post now. Been out at the festival. Baby seemed to like the marching bands of the parade again. When they went by baby would start kicking and flipping, it was kinda cool. I'm anxious for Monday, and I just want to see my babys face. I'd like to see what's in between the legs too, heh, but I can live with not knowing. :) Isn't anyone else a teeny bit excited to know what's in there? My MIL is. My mom is like me, just wants a healthy baby, and E is the same way. My aunt and Nana gave me props today for saying I was very adament on breastfeeding and decided to clothe diaper. That made me happy. Though my other aunt said, "cloth diaper? well, i'll say $5 you give that up within a month." Which with the mood I've been in lately, I say SCREW YOU! I actually didn't say that. I said something like, "Well Erich, remember that we need to collect our $5 in March." She generally pisses me off. Like yesterday when we got to Nanas and I was pooped from walking all over town with E and I said, "Dang I'm exhausted, too much exercise for me today!" And she came back with a snide remark, "Well, when I was pregnant I worked out at the gym until I was 7 1/2 months." I wanted to say " I DON"T FREAKING CARE!" I didn't, I was a good girl. I said, " well, I didn't work out before, so I guess I shouldn't start now." She said you don't want to gain to much weight. To date folks I've lost 22lbs and gained back 3lbs. I think I'm okay. Back off! My nerves are wearing thin lately and she wasn't helping. She ticked E off pretty bad too. Erich made the comment earlier that 20 years ago EVERYONE cloth diapered. It was unheard of to use disposable. Why must people comment on my choices? I don't care if you don't agree with it, and I understand, five years ago I would have thought it was pretty out there. But we must remember that I worked in nursing homes, changed old peoples diapers (and yes the Veterans home uses clothe) and had to take them and spray them out which was truly the most disgusting thing ever. I can handle baby poop and I can handle spending less money, and YOU aren't going to be doing MY laundry. Feh. I need to go to bed I'm just working myself up again. But I will say...

That I've made choices that I don't voice to a lot of people. Like extended breastfeeding, using a co-sleeper, and clothe diaper. I don't vocalize to others about their choices. I realize that the mainstream was made to believe that formula is best and disposables are common. I may say, well breast is best, but I'm to passive to go stomping in and saying this is wrong. NOT that I think people who say that sort of stuff are bad, kudos to be able to voice your opinion. I'm just to passive too. I keep to myself. I think as long as I do what I think is best for my child, then I can say I gave it my all, right? So why do others try to impend and make me feel bad for saying that I'm going to clothe diaper or assuming that I won't be able to do it? I just don't understand why people insist (I'm talking about "real life" people) on thinking my ways are wrong, and that only they can teach me the "right" way. I've got to stop. This is making me cry. I just hear the phrase in my head, "why can't we all just get along?" But I understand that it takes passive people like me and aggressive people to make the world work correctly. But lecturing and yelling and frowning tend to make us passive people feel like complete cow crap. That's all. I hope you are all still reading and still my friend. Though I can only think of a couple of people that I read aggressively that would make me hurt if they turned away from me. I'm sure others have left my boring life long ago.

Is it Monday yet?

Well, it's almost Friday. The weekend should go somewhat fast with the festival in town. Man it was crowded tonight! And on Monday... OUR BIG ULTRASOUND! Let's hope baby is cooperative. **fingers crossed** I just want to make sure baby is the right size, four chambers to the heart, spine closed, intestines in they tummy, no water on the brain. The list is endless. Working in healthcare kills my optimism sometimes. :( I'm sure all is OK but I still worry and I should get used to it, cause I'm going to be worrying for the rest of my life, aren't I? I'm waiting for E to get home but I'm getting very sleepy. More in the morning, and the worker rant is coming, still digesting it though. Sleep tight.

Crazy!

Baby gets really crazy when I eat. About half way through my meal, s/he starts jumping and flipping and acting crazy . S/he must run out of room or like the food coming down or something.

Continued

My last post was stopped prematurely, though now I've forgotten what else I was going to write. I have a big giant rant about the girl that works here in the library with me (inspired by Allison) but I'm to tired to write it right now. So, ya know, I'll get back to reading blogs and doing nothing. :)

Can you read it now?

It appears that I have fixed it. Though the "posted by" section is entirely to big of a font for my likes and I tried changing that but was unsuccessful but beggars can't be choosers right?

Lots to blog about really. Erich and I FINALLY figured out a middle name for a girl. Woot! :) SO glad to have that figured out. I did a TON around the house like dishes, 7 loads of laundry, made 2 pillows, picked up, changed the sheets, took all the laundry downstairs, organized my business office, did some business work. I feel productive. :)

Changing the subject, but...Why is it that people do not know what to do at 4 way stops? That aggravates me to no end. And I hate idling at a 4 way stop where the five stupid people can not figure out what to do while I sit in my car on EMPTY wondering if we are going to make it to a gas station. Argh. That drives me insane!

The local festival is rolling into town. It starts tonight. They have been making craziness by shutting off the side roads directly off the main highway (the only highway mind you) in town. My little town of 5,000 puts on this festival and everyone always looks forward to it (including me) though you really just go eat, look at booths, and maybe ride a carnival ride. Sucky part is I'm just about 19 weeks pregnant so no rides for me. And I saw this morning that they brought the tilt-a-whirl, my favorite carnival ride of all time. Really I only like that and the scrambler. I don't care for rides that go off of the ground. I LOVE to fly though.

Suggestions?

Melanie suggested that something was wrong with the blog ring codes. I took them completely out and that didn't work. Dangit. I emailed blogger but they get to everyone but paying customers are a priority or some such like that. So uh... any more suggestions?

WTF?

What the heck did I do to my template to make all of the font funkdified? Someone please help!

lunch

I truly truly hate when lunch makes me feel worse than before I ate it. Feh.

font

Is it just me? Or is the font size screwed up?

Comments

I've noticed (not only my blog) that the comments from enetation don't seem to work all of the time. Lately when you pull up a comments box, the comments aren't in the box. That annoys me. Since all of my work here is done, I think I may look for another comments doo-bop. That should keep me occupied for about half an hour.

Unconscious Mutterings

1. Kiss:: me Kate
   
2. Nothing:: much
   
3. Reach:: for the stars
   
4. Late:: night with David Letterman
   
5. Stump:: y
   
6. Dreams:: suck
   
7. LOL:: **rolls eyes**
   
8. Ornament:: for your tree
   
9. Neck:: wear
   
10. Guitar:: player
    

bleh...

I really don't feel like blogging but I will. Well, the saturn died on Friday. :( Luckily my local Saturn dealer was able to do CPR for the bargain price of $450. But hey I figure that's about $36 dollars a month to drive plus gas which is a small price in the Saturn. So the majority of my day/evening was spent there. Saturday we hung out around the house and just did things that needed to be done. For the love of God I can't remember what we did, though I do know that Ella got a bath. We babysat in the evening and ate dinner at Applebee's which is the last time we shall dine there. The food generally sucks but I had a craving for an Applebees steak. Erich couldn't really find anything he wanted to eat on the menu, and that is saying a lot since this boy will eat just about anything and everything. So no more Applebee's though I'm sure it won't be missed.

Sunday we had lunch with my grandparents at the Jim Dandy, where it's sure to be a dandy time. I couldn't find a link. It's kinda local to Indiana I believe. After we finished there we went home and E worked in his wood shop and Ella and I took a long nap. We loved it. :) The rain made it perfect too. We ended up babysitting on Sunday evening too.

Monday we went to my moms house and putzed around there. Then came home and did nothing (do you see a pattern here?) I did grab the doggie clippers and chopped all of the hair off Gracy. I'll have to post a picture tonight.

Tonight I'm going to my cousin (who's preggo with triplets) house to fix her dinner and entertain her vaudeville style. She doesn't know I'm coming yet, but I'm guessing that since she is on complete bed rest (and her hubby works second shift) that she will be there. She better be, or I'll kick her butt.

Okay going to do more nothing around here. T minus 6 days until the ultrasound! whoopeee!

The Three Little Pigs

Remember me telling you about my cousin who is pregnant with triplets? She had been put on bed rest several weeks ago because her cervix was starting to get soft. I just found out that at her appointment last week they found out that she has gestational diabetes. She is also 1cm dilated and 70% effaced. She is on complete/strict bed rest. They gave her a shot of steroids to speed up the maturing of the babies lungs. They also put her on labor stopping drugs. She is only 29 weeks. The hope is to get her to at least 32. We'll see. So please send some lung maturing, labor stopping vibes her way.

MIT

This could be a lot of fun to pass time with here at work.

Unborn Heart

Have you ever heard the song by Dan Hill entitled "Unborn Heart"? It's kinda slow but the words are really cool. Here are the lyrics.

Unborn Heart

When she told me
She was gonna have a baby
A part of me went weighless
For the first time in my life
There was nothing I could say
It's like a miracle from the stars above
Paralized with fear
I was overcome with love

She said soon you'll hear the beating
Of an unborn heart
This is the answer
You've been searching for so hard
And for the first time in my life I felt
The wave of love so deep
As I listened for the unborn child's heartbeat

I said something stupid like, how are you feeling
She smiled the warmest smile I've ever seen
Ohhh, I guess that said it all
Now were a far cry from the storybook romance
Something in her eyes, made me crumble
I reached out for her hand

She said soon, you'll hear the beating
Of an unborn heart
This is the answer
You've been searching for so hard
And for the first time in my life I felt
The wave of love so deep
As I listened for the unborn child's heartbeat

Now we all know how crazy
This world can be sometimes
And I lie awake at night and wonder
How a child survives
Beyond the danger in the strangers
And the inhumanity
Lord give us strength to someday find a world that lives in peace

Ohhh

Soon, you'll hear the beating
Of an unborn heart
This is the answer
You've been searching for so hard
And for the first time in my life I felt
The wave of love so deep
As I listened for the unborn child's heartbeat

Ohhh, I can almost hear the beating...

Courtesy of Leo's Lyrics

Look at the belly!

I posted a picture of me at 18 weeks. According to the pregnancy journal we are in the fifth lunar month now. :) You can also see my kitchen that I painted. All of the walls are that yellow with cabinet doors a minty green. It's beautiful (IMHO).

Stories

Does anyone know where I can find online stories and books to read?

Oh I hate that rabbit...

I'm genuinely pissed right now. It really ticks me off that I have been desperately looking for things to do around here just to pass the time. Yet the chick (who has called in 4 out of 5 times this week) who works with me comes in, sits down and starts reading her stupid little russian short stories. She only works four hours a day and to top it off, she has taken at least an hour lunch already. WTF? Someone please shoot me.

What now?

So it's 10:08 and I've done all the work for the day. What the heck do I do now?

Lemonade, anyone?

I just played the Lemonade Stand Game for about an hour. I've come to the conclusion that I am insanely bored and that it is just not profitable to have a lemonade stand. I keep telling myself that I can leave at 3:45. I'm supposed to leave at 4pm but 3:45 is acceptable. But dang that is still 30 minutes away.

You stupid little kid...

I would never say that to anyone, but that is how I feel my limited duty supervisor treats me. I believe that in a previous entry I have said that I hate being treated like a child and it's this LD supervisor that treats me in such a manner. She comes to me and repeats her directions at least five times. She speaks to me like an illiterate little child who doesn't even speak English as their first language. I despise that. Why must she treat me this way? I'm a very intelligent young woman, graduated with an honors diploma, had an above the average SAT/ACT score. I also went to a very snobby undergraduate school that stole a lot of my money because they are so "great." And yet, this lady thinks that she can treat me in this demeaning manner. It irritates the living crap out of me.

A Mid Day Snack

I just got back from my mid day snack. A small salad. A bonus (aside from not feeling hungry anymore) is that when I eat here at work, it takes time which makes my day pass by a bit faster. Yum. So I had a small salad, a bit of cottage cheese, and apple juice. Healthy, right? I'm trying to make a conscious effort to consume more calcium, juice, and water. Since I don't drink milk, I'm thinking I should be uping things elsewhere, so I had cottage cheese. And I drink juice at work and water at home and a small cup of not very strong tea in the morning. The tea helps "ground" my stomach.

Adorable Baby

Check out Rachels really really really really adorable baby.

Hungry (again)

I'm hungry yet again. I'm thinking a nice salad would taste good right about now. What do you think?

Pregnant Eating

Okay I've had about enough of this topic so I'm going to let my rant loose and forget about it. To begin, I've always been a very picky eater. I always say to not take offense if I don't eat something that is put in front of me, it's probably delicious, I'm just not a fan of that particular food. Erich is the exact opposite. Although he too is a picky eater, he will eat anything that is put in front of him.

Pregnancy has not made me any less of a picky eater. In fact, it has probably made it worse since things I once enjoyed like fast food, greasy foods, sweets, milk, cereal, and eggs no longer appeal to me. (I did however have Chinese food the other day on a craving, but normally I don't like Chinese). So most foods that make me sick now are breakfast foods. If I don't eat breakfast, I start the day off sick, so breakfast has become somewhat of a difficult time.

So the other day, I went into the cafeteria to scavenge for something to eat. The only thing that looked appealing was a doughnut. Knowing that if I at least got something into my stomach, I would feel much better and able to snack on nuts and crackers until lunchtime. I paid for the doughnut and noticed coworkers sitting at a table eating so I joined them. As soon as I sat down someone says " you know that doughnut isn't very good for that baby". This irritates me, but I smile and say " I guess you are right."

A couple of days later, I go into the cafeteria to buy a small coke. I have a raging headache (which about five days later, I still have) so I figure a small dose of caffeine might help things. Well I run into yet another coworker and he tells me that I shouldn't drink caffeine while pregnant. This enrages me. First off, I don't indulge in junk food all day long. In fact, junk food mostly makes me sick. And sweets make me sick, so I'm probably eating healthier than I have ever eaten in my entire life. Secondly, this is coming from a man who earlier this year had a heart attack, yet still smokes at least a pack a day. I could have said, "well those cigs aren't good for your heart, and it probably enrages the people that WORKED THEIR A**ES OFF TO SAVE YOUR BUTT to see you smoking."

I understand that everybody has this thing in them that wants to "help." But to be truthful those things are more upsetting to me. It makes me think I'm going to be a bad mom, if I can't even do what's right for baby while s/he is inside of me. I know there is always going to be someone, but I wish people would just lay off for a while. I had a very rough beginning 12 weeks of this pregnancy. I haven't gained a ton of weight, in fact I lost almost 22lbs. I only think that since the weight loss that I've gained maybe a 1 1/2 lb. I'm not going crazy like some preggers do, but there is no way to show others that. I guess I just have to bite my tongue and live with it.

All alone...

It appears that the other chick that works in the library has called in. After all it is 10:15 and she is supposed to be here at 10am. It just boggles my mind that she calls in at least once a week and nobody says ANYTHING to her, and yet if I call in once more they are going to fire me. Is there any justice in this world?

So what do I do now?

It is currently 9:45am. All of my "work" is done. So how do I fill my time until 4:00pm? Suggestions anyone?

boring...

My life is boring. Any ideas on how to spice it up?

The boring life I lead...

Not much happening around here. Completely, insanely bored out of my mind, but ya know, story of my life. I look forward to the day when I say, "bye-eee! I no longer have to work in this hell hole! nahnahnahnahnahnaaaa" That day seems really far off right now.

I really miss Beanmom too. And I really want to see a picture of Amelia. Oh well, I'll live, right?

The Lunch Lady...

I just came from the cafeteria. I walked up to the register to pay for my beverage and the cashier was a few feet away putting away clean silverware. Several days ago, I noticed that when they put away silverware, they wear gloves. This made me very happy to see that they did not come in contact with them. So today I wait for the lady at the counter. She comes over, and I expect her to take off her gloves, but she doesn't! She rings up my purchase collects my money, shuts her drawer (all with gloves on ) and goes to finish putting the silverware away. I know what your thinking, surely she changed gloves right? Wrong. She did not. And I feel now that I have a calling to be an undercover cop for the Health Department.

Baby Come Out!

No, not me. Mine needs to stay in a lot longer. I am really impatient about Rachel though. I realize that no news at this point, is probably good news, but I really want to know what is going on. And being here at work doing absolutely nothing makes me want to check her blog EVERY 2 1/2 minutes.

And your title is...

Boredom seems to have paid off. I've figured out how to put titles on entries. I know you are all just thrilled.

Mutterings...

Yet another round of Unconscious Mutterings...

1. Bay:: bridge
   
2. Boarding school:: dropout
   
3. Riddle:: me
   
4. Hunger:: pains
   
5. Allergy:: tested
   
6. Sponsored:: by
   
7. Spin:: city
   
8. Interest:: ed
   
9. Scrabble:: babble
   
10. Mold::y
    

Holy crap I'm bored. I've seriously done absolutely nothing today. The library had volunteers today that did my work so here I am, bored bored bored. I've read the paper and readers digest. I've read online newspapers. Every blog I read plus every blog on everybody elses blogrolls. I've surfed the net, checked my email, checked my voicemail, did a bit of online shopping, added to my Pottery Barn Kids registry. Seriously people, I'm about to shoot myself in the foot so I could leave. Bleh. This sucks.

Okay, with impending ultrasound just two weeks away, I decided to do a baby poll to see what people think. It will be open for a long time, but I want to know boy or girl for the ultrasound. If you would like to play just leave a comment and I will email the game name to you. :)

Well, I had Friday off. The electricians came and ripped a hole in my wall to put in a circuit breaker (that box was bigger than the old fuse box) so that resulted in plaster falling, which made them have to do some drywall repairs. Of course it looked awful, so I had to paint. We went to the store on Saturday and picked up the paint and such and were painting by 1130. The kitchen is now a "butter" yellow as I like to call it and the cabinet doors are a nice minty green. It really is beautiful despite how awful it sounds. I'll post a pic later tonight when I am at home. :)

Saturday evening we took a break to go eat with E's friends in Muncie. Afterwards we all went to a free John Anderson concert (not that Erich and I had ever heard of John Anderson) but it was fun. We came back home and stayed up until 1am working on the kitchen.

Sunday morning we woke early to finish up since E's older brother and wife were coming over for lunch. We actually had all the painting done (wow! it was quite a big room) and only needed to put up cabinet doors. We lunched on steaks and baked potatoes and ice cream sundaes. We had a nice time too. :)

I ended up finishing the changing table. I need to post an after picture of that too. It has all the hardware and such. Now all I need is a changing pad and some baskets. I think I will look tonight at Target for the baskets. yippee.

Ella went to the vet on Friday afternoon, then spent the rest of the evening on the couch. The shots seemed to make her really sleepy. We bought her heartworm medicine and he gave us samples of this pill to give her if she gets fleas. It kills the fleas within a half hour after you give it to her. She didn't have heartworm, but she suffered enough when they drew her blood to do the heartworm test. Apparently, she has veins that roll and it made for a hard stick. She just sank her head into my belly and cryed. It truly broke my heart. She did the same thing when he gave her the shots. They must have stung. :( The vet made the comment that she is very kind and gentle and not very hyper for a weimrainer/jack russell terrier mix. I said I was lucky to have such good dogs like Gracy and Ella. He said it wasn't really the dog, it was the "parents." He said he could tell who trained their dogs to be respectful citizens and who just let the dog run wild. He said cared for dogs in general were a lot better because they were loved, received plenty of attention, and were happy. :) That made my heart swell with joy. It also made me realize that we love this dog way too much.

The vet also talked to me about my pregnancy, how it will effect Ella, and tips on how to get her ready. He thinks she will be a great protector of the baby and that Ella and baby, as long as we nurture the relationship, will have a lifelong love for each other. yay. :)

Usually when I come home from work, Ella is there to greet me and plant a kiss on my hand or cheek to tell me shes happy to have me home. Lately, she also sniffs my belly and occasionally gives it a little kiss. E swears that she knows there is another baby in there, he says she can smell baby. I think it is a bit funny. E's friends dog did that to me the other day too. Weird, huh?

Erich is getting more and more into baby. We are starting to get excited and others are too. I'm feeling almost constant rolling and last night when E had his arm around my belly, he swears that he felt "bubbles popping". When we were at Target yesterday, he bought a bib that says "I Love My Daddy." :) He's just too cute. :)

This is a virtural candle **flame** for Rachel. Here is hoping she has a baby today! ( I'll light a "real" candle for her tonight when I get home from work.)

Okay I must find something else to do.

Oh, and for your amusement and mine, go visit this. I'm going to hell for laughing at this, but truly it's hilarious.

I'm 17 weeks pregnant! It feels like every week is a milestone jumped. 23 weeks to go, hopefully. I really don't want to end up like poor Rachel. Of course it will be January in Indiana so we may end up having this kid at the house if the January before is anything of a prediction. I'm not sure we could make it the twenty minutes to the hospital in a blizzard. We all laugh at my stepdad though cause he swears he will be sleeping with the keys to his 4x4 in his pocket. My guess is that since they live an hour from us (hour and a half from the hospital) they'll start staying here closer to the birth, but we'll see. Anyways, 17 weeks. I feel flutters a lot now, constantly when I am laying down and baby is awake. Only 16 days untl the ultrasound on the 8th. I just want to know everything is OK. And what we are going to call this baby! We have both names picked now, so its up to baby to show us the money! :)

Remember the movie "Meet the Parents" ? Well, they are making a sequel to it called "Meet the Faulkers" where you meet Ben Stillers parents. Robin Williams is supposed to play Stillers dad. Should be funny.

Anywho-- I'm going to bed. Amazingly tired, and I still have a killer headache I can't seem to ditch. Electricians are coming tomorrow to change the fuse box into a circuit breaker. Power should go off at 8am so no blogging until evening. I have to take Ella to the vet tomorrow too. Hoorah, there goes my money. Feh. I'm off to bed, I'll get up and check to see if Rachel is in labor and then disappear for the day. I'm sure you won't miss me.

I have something waiting for me at home. I'd like to leave right now, though that is impossible. Time passes amazingly slow around here. This place irritates me. :( Today is payday though, so that is an upside. I'm sure it will be just as disappointing this week as it was a couple of weeks ago. boo.

I'm truly missing my dad right now. Not sure what triggered it, but nonetheless, it's here. Sometimes my mom says things about my dad-- the way he was, what he would have said, something he once did. She has truly moved on, found a great man, and has all of these memories. Sometimes I feel like my memories are few and far between. Sometimes it feels like I imagined him. And here we are, Erich and I, bringing a baby into this world. Naming baby (if baby is boy) after this spectacular father that I have a vision of in my head, and baby will never know him. Never speak to him. It makes me sad. I'm passing one of those milestones that he should be here for. There is a list now. He should have taught me to drive, should have harassed my first date, should have seen me walk in graduation. He should have moved me to college the first time and pulled out naked baby pictures when Erich met him. He should have been there to shake Erichs hand and congratulate us when we got engaged and he should have walked me down the aisle. That is a big one. He should have walked me down the aisle. It should have been such a joyous and happy occasion yet it was bittersweet because he was not there. And in a little over 20 weeks, he should be there to hold his first grandbaby, but he won't be. I don't know who to be mad at, him or life.

Wow. How did I get to this point? Last night, I washed all of the dishes, put them away, and shined the sink. I vacuumed the carpets and cleared the DR table. Today, I washed the breakfast dishes, started another load of laundry, and I feel like there is nothing else to do. I need to give Ella a bath and keep painting the changing table, but that has to wait until my mom comes and goes for dinner break. This is amazing. Without Erich here in the morning, he went back to school today, the house stays the same as when I leave it at night. I miss Erich, but I could get used to this! :)

I'm home now. My head is killing me. I'm eating a pizza from my favorite pizza place, bought with the $20 I found. That makes me sorta happy. After this I think I should rest a bit. Sounds like a plan, right? Oh, and will someone please come and kill the two flies that have seemed to get into the house. They are driving me mad.

Well, I filled all of the copy orders. Checked in all of the journals. Put away a most of the journals. Shelved all the books on carts (about 40 or 50). And filed the checked out cards. There is nothing left to do. Oh, and the girl that works with me, she sat and made a long distance-personal phone call to Russia and then read a magazine while I did all this. I hate my job.

I found $20. I guess that makes me a bit better to be around, but not really. Is it 12 oclock yet? Nope, 11:23. Feh.

I really hate my job. I've been going back and forth to the batheroom to throw up all morning. I feel like crap. Feels like a migraine. I have trouble sleeping, which is probably what is upsetting my head. It can't be good for baby if I am wretching every five minutes. I hate this. And ya know if I go home right now to take it easy lay back and see if I can eat, I'd get fired. Amazing, huh?

This place is a royal pain in the a**. They want me to go to the doctor to get another note just restating that I am under physical restrictions and cannot meet my "regular" job requirements at this time per my physician. How ridiculous is that? So I have to leave work (the perk of it! heh) and go to the doctors office to get the note to bring to them. I'm not coming back today. Sheesh. I'll just bring it in tomorrow. So short work day. Woot!

I can't tell you how MUCH I HATE being treated like a child. In generally tends to put me in a rather pissy mood and ruins the rest of my day.

Okay this is in no way to offend anyone, okay? I've never really liked cats. I think this may be partially do to the fact that when I was little, a cat layed it claws on me and left a gigantic scratch. Cat pee has a very very distinctive smell, especially when mixed with litter. I hate cats for the fact that I would have to clean the litter box, something that does not please me. With my dogs, I let them out in our fenced in yard and they do their business there. I'm not saying that my old dog doesn't have occasional accidents, but I would say 99.5% of the time we are safe. I like that I don't have to clean up after my dogs do their "business" (though my thoughtful husband does go "pick up" stuff every couple of days outside so you aren't stepping in doodoo. So anyways...

there is a lady (a volunteer) that comes in to the library every once in a while and labels the new books with the number to be shelved. I was sitting next to her (actually she sat next to me) a few minutes ago and there is a very distinctive, very very STRONG smell of cat pee/litter. I hate that. My dogs don't stink and I try very hard to make sure there isn't a "dog smell" in the house. Some dogs do have smells, and I tell you now, that if I had one they would be going to a different home.

Some people do a very very good job at avoiding the cat smell/litter issue. Was it the movie "meet the parents" where they train the cat to pee in the toilet? Anywho, if you are one of those people that avoid kitty smells then a gigantic KUDOS TO YOU! I love your cat. But to kitty smells as a whole, I have to say oooo grosss!

For more kitty ranting, go visit Dawn.

It's 11:36. Let's see how long it takes me to write this. Unfortunately it is only 11:36 and that depresses me. Why can't the day go by faster? So here is a run down of my weekend. Saturday we went to lunch at the Olive Garden with the $25 dollar gift certificate the in-laws gave us for our anniversary. It was yummy. :) I absolutely adore the Olive Garden. Saturday evening Erichs best friend Derek and his wife, Shannon, came over. They had a German foreign exchange student ,that had been Shannons freshman roomate, and her boyfriend with them. The students wanted to be by themselves. ha. Anyways, we made hamburgers on the grill and corn on the cob and watched the movie
Phonebooth
a good movie.

Sunday I slept in until about 10:30am and then showered and started making lunch for the in-laws. We had steak on the grill, baked potatoes, and corn on the cob. (we had a ton of corn from my mom's garden, can you tell?) They brought the diaper changing table that my father in law built when their first was on the way. Erich and I are in the process of fixing it (it needed a lip on the top, a shelf was broken, and a drawer is missing the face). Erich has already fixed the broken shelf and the put a lip on the dresser. We decided to just take out the bottom of the drawer that was missing the face, put it in the slot and leave it open. I'll buy some baskets to go in there to store stuff. We sanded it down last night, and I took the hardware off. Coincidentally, I believe the hardware matches the hutch so I am going to have Erich spray paint them white and put them on the hutch. :) I am going to buy paint tonight and the hardware for it and get to work "restoring" it. My plan is to paint it a creamy white/ivory color and then paint moons and stars all over it.

Overall it was a lazy weekend. I found myself with a ton of energy last night and ended up doing two loads of laundry, clipping coupons, changing the sheets on our bed, and sanding the changing table. I have tons more to do tonight at home which is why being here drives me nuts! At least this is a short week, I will be home on Friday with the electricians. They are coming to change out our fuse box with a circuit breaker. I'm sure that will be a terribly exciting day stuck in a hot house with no air conditioning, no computer, no TV, no nothing. bleh. Maybe I'll get my floors mopped and do dusting, cleaning that doesn't involve electricity. Sounds like a plan, right?

Oh you can see a "before" picture of the changing table here.

I believe that's all for now. Hope everyone is having a wonderful day. I'm hungry again, dangit, I'll go eat something.

Unconscious Mutterings

1. Only you:: and me
   
2. 33:: Naked Gun 33 and 1/3
   
3. Foundation:: board
   
4. Accidents:: happen
   
5. Hometown:: girl
   
6. Natural:: disaster
   
7. Bombastic:: ?
   
8. Bachelor:: picks
   
9. Far away:: from home
   
10. Tony::awards