He cried.
Not only did my husband LUCK OUT and get to watch the Notebook because I happened to be looking for a movie and it was just starting!!!! but he cried.
He wouldn't tell you he cried...he was trying to hide it from me. But he cried.
And he got upset about the commercials that kept interrupting the story.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Done, done, and done
I ate an apple a day for a week.
I ate each one with peanut butter.
Some were sliced, some were not.
I miss my apples. I only bought three at the store this week because they were picked over. So yummy.
No one use my peanut butter jar. Apples and used spoons have been stuck in there.
#38-done.
Every other Saturday in the months May-August, A-Beautiful Pools, Inc holds company (area-wide) inservices, face to face. Bright and early in the morning. 7am to be exact. That's how my day started yesterday. I led the first inservice, with the help of Kyle who will be taking over for me and my 9 supervisors. Then went straight to another inservice with 3 pools from one of our biggest accounts. Then went around to pools checking things out, to the grocery store to get my protein filled lunch, and back out to a few more pools. I got home mid-afternoon, put my feet up for an hour, quickly showered and hit the road towards downtown for the Astros game, followed by Family Faith Night with Jeremy Camp.
And then the concert.
We decided to leave around 10:00pm, about a half hour after the concert started. We will have to go back next year. I so wish we could go July 16 to see David Crowder Band. Did you know there won't be a DCB after this year?
I ate each one with peanut butter.
Some were sliced, some were not.
I miss my apples. I only bought three at the store this week because they were picked over. So yummy.
No one use my peanut butter jar. Apples and used spoons have been stuck in there.
#38-done.
Every other Saturday in the months May-August, A-Beautiful Pools, Inc holds company (area-wide) inservices, face to face. Bright and early in the morning. 7am to be exact. That's how my day started yesterday. I led the first inservice, with the help of Kyle who will be taking over for me and my 9 supervisors. Then went straight to another inservice with 3 pools from one of our biggest accounts. Then went around to pools checking things out, to the grocery store to get my protein filled lunch, and back out to a few more pools. I got home mid-afternoon, put my feet up for an hour, quickly showered and hit the road towards downtown for the Astros game, followed by Family Faith Night with Jeremy Camp.
I quickly swelled up. QUICKLY.
That's not even the extent of it. I wouldn't gross you out with a photo of that. Let's just say that in between the game (which the Astros didn't score in until the 9th inning) and the concert, I was embarrassed to put my feet up they were so sausage like!!
Pence, up to bat from the view behind the dugout.
And then the concert.
We decided to leave around 10:00pm, about a half hour after the concert started. We will have to go back next year. I so wish we could go July 16 to see David Crowder Band. Did you know there won't be a DCB after this year?
And there you go, #61 and #77-done.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Before BABY
I am committing to the following things BEFORE the baby comes. It's overwhelming to think about the time I will have after the baby gets here. It seems like there won't be any time at all. I'm constantly asked if I am ready. I'm not ready. I don't want to be ready. I don't want this baby to come early.
Yes...it will be hot.
Yes...I will be uncomfortable.
Yes...I will be getting minimal sleep.
Yes...I will be super-swollen.
And on and on...yup, I know.
And nope, I still don't want my baby to come early. July 24, his due date, or later. End of story. :-)
So, my blog will probably take a backseat until the holidays start coming around, other than to post things about the delivery, the days with the baby, and pictures of the baby.
In the meantime, there are things I can knock out. And they will be:
8. No fried food for 30 days. (This started Monday, May 16.)
21. Get a pedicure with Jessica. To clarify, that's Jessica Smith. It's (tentatively planned for the week of June 6.)
38. Eat an apple a day for one week (This started Monday, May 16.)
39. Pay for the person's food behind me in the drive-thrue line (I'd have knocked this one out on my way to my nephew's t-ball game Tuesday but I was running late and didn't have time to sit in the drive-thru line...where I got grilled chicken. Ick.)
44. Get a massage (I've got a gift certificate from Christmas for Massage Envy and I plan on getting an induction massage July 23.)
48. Go to the double-feature drive in. (Christina and I have already talked about this, we just need to plan it.)
54. Watch the notebook with my husband. (It's him...he's the reason this isn't done yet, but now, pregnancy is on my side.)
61. Attend family faith night at the Astros. (May 28th baby!!!!We've I've got tickets. He doesn't know about them yet. We may be late, but we are behind the dugout for the game...I can't wait!!!)
77. Sit behind the dugout at an Astros game. (See above!!!!)
93. Sell a box of books to Half Price Books. (It may be more of a bucket, but they've been in the attic, so I do not need them.)
That's it. That's what I'm going to commit to. Who wants to hold me accountable or better yet, do one of these WITH me??
Yes...it will be hot.
Yes...I will be uncomfortable.
Yes...I will be getting minimal sleep.
Yes...I will be super-swollen.
And on and on...yup, I know.
And nope, I still don't want my baby to come early. July 24, his due date, or later. End of story. :-)
So, my blog will probably take a backseat until the holidays start coming around, other than to post things about the delivery, the days with the baby, and pictures of the baby.
In the meantime, there are things I can knock out. And they will be:
8. No fried food for 30 days. (This started Monday, May 16.)
21. Get a pedicure with Jessica. To clarify, that's Jessica Smith. It's (tentatively planned for the week of June 6.)
38. Eat an apple a day for one week (This started Monday, May 16.)
39. Pay for the person's food behind me in the drive-thrue line (I'd have knocked this one out on my way to my nephew's t-ball game Tuesday but I was running late and didn't have time to sit in the drive-thru line...where I got grilled chicken. Ick.)
44. Get a massage (I've got a gift certificate from Christmas for Massage Envy and I plan on getting an induction massage July 23.)
48. Go to the double-feature drive in. (Christina and I have already talked about this, we just need to plan it.)
54. Watch the notebook with my husband. (It's him...he's the reason this isn't done yet, but now, pregnancy is on my side.)
61. Attend family faith night at the Astros. (May 28th baby!!!!
77. Sit behind the dugout at an Astros game. (See above!!!!)
93. Sell a box of books to Half Price Books. (It may be more of a bucket, but they've been in the attic, so I do not need them.)
That's it. That's what I'm going to commit to. Who wants to hold me accountable or better yet, do one of these WITH me??
Thursday, May 5, 2011
So...I'm selfish. Bummer.
Lately, as I drive around, normally doing something for work, baby boy will start kicking me. And I think to myself that he's all mine. Not in the sense that he was made by just me, we thank God for him existing. But in the sense that he's in MY belly. Of course, Matt and I are his parents, both of us, but again, he's in MY belly.
As I drive I notice that my hand instinctually goes to my belly. I don't rub my belly, my hand just sits there. When I look down I think about how my belly protrudes more and more each week. I've thought to myself "That's mine. That's me. That's my belly. And that's my baby in there. OMG. A baby. What am I going to do with a baby?" I'm very much loving (selfishly, again, yes, I recognize this) that this baby is just mine right now. No one else gets to lay with him on the couch and be the only one that 'knows' what's going on with him. No one else gets to guess which end is up at the moment. No one else gets to feel his kicks from the inside, his wiggles, his rolls or his hiccups. When he comes out, everyone is going to be able to see...and I'm not sure I'm ready to share.
I'm thinking and wondering about how I am explaining this. Or if I should even post this. I did warn you all with my title...I'm selfish. It shouldn't offend anyone. It's not like I'm not going to share. Duh. It's a baby. Everyone is going to want to hold him and kiss him and talk baby talk to him and touch his toes and hope that he doesn't start fussing allowing them to keep holding him.
Don't worry everyone, I will let you do all those things you want to do to him. I will not selfishly keep him all to myself like I have him now. I will share. There are doting grandparents waiting for his arrival as anxiously (or as close as possible) as we are.
I've got to say though, having him all to myself for this time is such a blessing. It's such a sweet thing to know that he's getting everything he needs, all from me. I can't wait for this little boy!
As I drive I notice that my hand instinctually goes to my belly. I don't rub my belly, my hand just sits there. When I look down I think about how my belly protrudes more and more each week. I've thought to myself "That's mine. That's me. That's my belly. And that's my baby in there. OMG. A baby. What am I going to do with a baby?" I'm very much loving (selfishly, again, yes, I recognize this) that this baby is just mine right now. No one else gets to lay with him on the couch and be the only one that 'knows' what's going on with him. No one else gets to guess which end is up at the moment. No one else gets to feel his kicks from the inside, his wiggles, his rolls or his hiccups. When he comes out, everyone is going to be able to see...and I'm not sure I'm ready to share.
I'm thinking and wondering about how I am explaining this. Or if I should even post this. I did warn you all with my title...I'm selfish. It shouldn't offend anyone. It's not like I'm not going to share. Duh. It's a baby. Everyone is going to want to hold him and kiss him and talk baby talk to him and touch his toes and hope that he doesn't start fussing allowing them to keep holding him.
Don't worry everyone, I will let you do all those things you want to do to him. I will not selfishly keep him all to myself like I have him now. I will share. There are doting grandparents waiting for his arrival as anxiously (or as close as possible) as we are.
I've got to say though, having him all to myself for this time is such a blessing. It's such a sweet thing to know that he's getting everything he needs, all from me. I can't wait for this little boy!
Speaking of not being able to wait, we just passed 28 weeks.
We've got a head of cabbage.
And to see how we got here, a progression.
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