Monday, July 27, 2009

Thank you, Dropkick Murphys

for producing the only song our baby will dance to!! "I'm Shipping up to Boston" gets our little one goin'! S/he's hard core ;)

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Rainforest Cafe

Today, we decided, on a whim (since we won't have the luxury of whims in a few weeks!), that we'd drive into Nashville to go to the Rainforest Cafe since we've never been there. It was totally worth it! Of course, we paid for a bit of the ambiance, but enjoyed it nonetheless.

However, getting there was a chore! We left here around 2:15 and didn't get to our 45 minute-away-destination until about 3:40. There was some sort of accident with 2 semis that were, somewhat, wrecked and had tipped over into the median. For once, the traffic was legit and not just a bunch of "looky-lous".

Anywho, every 30 minutes they have a lightning/thunder show where everything gets all dark and the animals go into their movement and make their respective noises. We just loved it! Hey, we never claimed to be anything other than easily amused!! ;) Here are some of the pics from where we sat:
Apparently, we love our gorillas ;) In actuality, our camera is just about done and we were only able to get shots of what was directly next to us; everything else came out dark and/or blurry. And, there are no shots of us because, of course, we walked the L-O-N-G way around Opry Mills and by the time we got there I was feeling pretty faint because I hadn't eaten in 4-5 hours. I just didn't feel I was at my picture-taking-best! But, loyal fans, I've decided that I'll take special belly pics for 'ya and include a "quiz" that will go over some generalities about my uterus during that given week. You. Are. Welcome.

Ok, so before Gary and I ever discussed having a baby I decided that when I was far enough along to be clearly pregnant and someone asked "When are you due?" I would look at them, quiver my lip, and say "What are you talking about???" My own psychological experiment just for funsies. Today, I missed the only golden opportunity I've had this entire pregnancy. Mind you, I looked like I was shoplifting a basketball today. Please enjoy:

Rainforest waitress: "Are you eating for two?"

Me: :::blank stare::::


Me: "Yes, (points to belly) this doesn't come standard"

Rainforest waitress: (laughs) "I just had a baby.....eight months ago"

This exchange tickled our fancy for two reasons: 1-When she asked her initial question, it was an honest question that she needed a reply to. 2- The way she said she "just" had a baby seriously made it sound like she walked out of the stirrups and into the Rainforest Cafe. Now, we love to find the humor in just about anything, so we enjoyed the little bit of teasing we gave her, but these kinds of instances are always in fun in our part-no evil intentions whatsoever. As soon as she left Gary and I replayed this in our ever so witty banter:
We're such a hoot ;)

Well, tomorrow I have my glucose tolerance test (GTT). I have to eat extremely light (doctor said only to eat a piece of toast before---Whiskey.Tango.Foxtrot?? I need a snack to be able to make breakfast!), drink some insanely sugary drink, wait one hour, and then have blood drawn. This will tell if I have any red flags for gestational diabetes (something out of my control-it is in regards to the ratio of glucose tolerance to insulin). I assume it's a "no news is good news" situation, but if I hear anything I might have to take the 3 hour test--same idea as above, but with a 3 hour wait rather than 1. Wish me luck!

Thursday, July 23, 2009

We're movin' on up....

It is insane to see baby stuff around the house. It's not just in a keepsake box that we'll eventually open up; it's being moved to places that we'll be in and out of in, give or take, 11 weeks!!! For the non-pregnant readers, no, that's not a lightyear away, it's like...tomorrow.

Our dresser/changing table combo was delivered on Tuesday. I worked on it while Gary was at work because all the reviews I read said that it takes 4-5 hours to put together. I didn't want him to feel that he had to come home and get straight to work, so I thought I'd put a dent in it. I worked for just about 4 hours (while watching Friends and assuring Oreo that the shelves were nothing to be scared of) and man did my pregnant body not appreciate that! The hours following my putting the majority of the dresser together encouraged me to refer to myself as "Igor"
It took about an hour on Wednesday to finish putting together. There is a hutch that will go above the dresser, but we don't have that yet. Here is our gorgeous dresser/changing table combo:

Everything on top of it will not be staying there. We're going to pick up a few things so that everything will have its own place. But, all of the clothing we currently have is folded in the drawers, the stand on the right has about a week's worth of diapers inside that door, all the baby's "medications" (baby tylenol, teething gel, chest rub....), and hygiene items like Qtips and nail clippers. This is just pure insanity!

Here, we have our little one's swing

It is almost too cute for words, but I still have a few to add! #1 It looks so comfy! #2 People are stupid. I put this together while Gary was at Ft. Knox and sent him a pic in a text of it. Someone he works with saw it and asked if we were having a boy. LISTEN UP PEOPLE, it is an underwater scene, what color would you like the background to be in that case?? ::Here's your sign:: OK, so you're probably thinking that it's a relatively tame comment and you're right, it was. However, it just gets annoying that people all of a sudden become experts about pregnancy when someone around them is having a baby. A few of my pregnant friends have said how people call them huge (WORD CHOICES, people! Say their belly is huge, not them!), etc., when they definitely are not. THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. So, to rectify this issue, I've decided I will be making random (that was for you, Kev;) hehehe...) comments about other people's weight/appearance, who are not pregnant, after I birth our beautiful little one. It will be one in the 'W' column for pregnant women everywhere!! ;) Or, I can make those comments to people who make remarks about the state of a pregnant woman's body when they haven't seen them for years and years and, apparently, a basis for comparison is simply unnecessary (::wink, wink:: ::nudge, nudge:: madre, you know what I mean! ;)) End Rant. But, please, people realize that having comments made about you is no different when you are pregnant, than when you are not pregnant. I know, outside of putting furniture together for hours, I feel really great. I still work out 4-5 times a week and am proud of how disgustingly healthy I eat, but I know that if I were to hear something like this it could really take a toll on me. The old adage applies: If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all. True.effing.story.

This leads me to another digression. Patrick, my 17 year old brother, is just awesome! He told me that him and some of the other football players helped out those with some type of issue (near-the-end-of-pregnancy, physical handicap, etc.) to their seats during Apple Valley's last graduation (he will be graduating in '10). He saw a woman who was very far along in her pregnancy and offered her a wheelchair. She politely declined, to which he replied "No, ma'am, I must insist" Patrick, I was so proud of you for that! I don't know if it's that you're more aware because you have a pregnant sister or what, but I thought that was the sweetest. And, I bet, she'll remember that (if she's at all like myself who thinks any gesture like that-even if to another person-is uber much as the opposite treatment to another person can make me feel the same-as seen above!) P-diddy, you really are somethin' else!

OK, back to the main point of the baby's room. I've drawn up a little something for our little one's room. It's still a sketch at this point since Gary and I are still mulling over possibilities of how I should put color to it, but I'm still pretty proud of it:

I hope you are able to see it. It's fairly light. It's a pic of Tweety holding a block, with a room as the background. I think it'll look seriously amazing once color is put to it. I don't think you can tell the difference between the foreground and background, or the angles, from this pic but I took the best pic I could since Gary is at work. Hope you like it!

Gary and I have been recently talking about how much I'll miss being pregnant when the baby comes. I really will. As amazing and incredible it'll be to hold our little one, I'm really going to miss the acrobatics that make me watch my belly more than the TV and taking pride in my eating/exercise habits because of how beneficial it'll be to our babe. I'll also miss the looks I get. I was at the commissary last week and the lady who took out my groceries asked, with a bit of concern, if I had anyone to help me bring them in at home. At that point, Gary was still at Ft. Knox and I was happy/thankful I could say that I'd be fine doing it, which I was, but I thought her bit of concern for a stranger was really sweet. She received a big tip.
Or the woman who was walking around the store with her relatively newborn babe (not something I would do, but she made her decision as she saw fit), saw my belly, and gave me one of the biggest smiles I've ever seen.
Or the bagger at the commissary who, upon seeing me walk in, asked "How are you doing, mama?" I would have given him a big tip had I ended up in his line!!
Or, that Gary and I talk for hours about what we think the baby's sex is, what they'll look like, how we want to tackle certain issues and, the cutest of all, when he brings up "...the next one?" He's a proud papa already, I better hurry up and gestate.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

The good ol' warm-fuzzies

The power came back on after 3 hours of being out due to crazy rain-/thunderstorms we have going on out here (I swear the lightning just struck our front yard!), so I'm trying to pass the time.

Anywho, I'm having a serious case of the warm-fuzzies! I'm looking through pics and found this one:

This lovely pic was the FIRST pic taken after I told Gary he was going to be a daddy :) I had found out not 10 minutes before I told him and we were flying high! After this pic was taken we headed out to Walmart to look at baby stuff :) On the way there, I kept looking at him saying "I'm pregnant..." I just couldn't believe it! It was incredible. We'll never forget that day!

Now, here I am, just about 7 months pregnant. Time has flown by and I'm so thankful we had the foresight to cherish every second of this. I wish I had a super recent pic of us, but that was taken care of in the baby shower post below ;) Now, instead of picking baby books (like we did on the day we took that picture) I'm trying to plan a 'Babymoon'. I know we're going to have a little bit to pay when the baby gets here, but it'll be worth every penny to go and spend a weekend away, just being with each other. As happy as we are that our little one is right around the corner...BTW peeps, my due date is 3 months from yesterday!... it's going to be so nice to just be with him and be able to thank him for taking such great care of me these past months. I feel like this whole making-life process has made me appreciate him that much more, which I didn't think was possible! I'm one lucky lady :)

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Sad day

Gary left about half an hour ago, around 4:30am, and I couldn't get back to sleep. He went to do some training a few hours away and won't be back for 10 days:( UGH!! We just cannot stand being apart. There's part of us that's thankful it's *only* 10 days, but it's still hard on us. I cried a lot after he left. Not only is it just hard in general, but reminds us that deployment will come much faster than we like. I just miss him so much.

I'm going to try to keep busy by rearranging the upstairs to make space for all the diapers/gifts my mom is shipping back from the shower. I know that'll be a lot of fun to see those boxes actually made ours. The bedding I ordered online should be here by the end of this week, possibly early next week, so I'm also keeping that in mind as well. Those should keep me busy for at least a bit. ((((((I HATE IT WHEN HE'S GONE)))))))

I'm going to talk about other things now to make myself feel better.....First of all, kids, I start my THIRD TRIMESTER this Sunday. OK, technically, since I'm measuring ahead, it'll come before Sunday, but I digress....
I've hit double digits. I have 96 days left of this 250 day pregnancy, give or take. It has just flown by. I still remember every aspect of buying the test (to prove Aunt Flo was on her way), to what it was like seeing the test read 'positive', to telling my wonderful hubs that special way. It has gone by so fast. Can't wait to meet our little one, we talk to him/her every single day. It'll be so incredible to see what our little one actually looks like:)

A final note before I have an insanely early breakfast: EFF YOU, MR. BRAXTON HICKS. Who the frick do you think you are?? These practice contractions are not supposed to hurt? In which uterus of yours did you feel these lovely things that encouraged you to make such a statement?

I mentioned how those little contractions are definitely no fun, not necessarily painful, but intense, much discomfort, and period-like and someone told me that they could be real contractions if they hurt and that I should call my doctor. At first, it freaked me out, but then I realized she must be working for him.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Just for funsies....

I've been trying to make a collage of my pregnant belly pics (we've done them every 4 weeks since week #4) and can't seem to make it work, they always come out huge! So, I decided I'd do a few pics, from the 7 we have, to show our little one's progress. It's INSANE that I didn't start showing until about 18 weeks, but now I have a definite pregnant belly!

Isn't it amazing what 4 weeks can do to a growing belly??? In the 25 wk pic, I had just got home from doing all sorts of stuff for Gary's Class As and doing the grocery shopping, so the belly is a bit bigger than actuality, but probably not by much.

Ooooh, and we get to go baby shopping tomorrow!!!! We're taking our money/gift cards from the shower to hit up Babies R Us and Target, and then going to lunch!! Can't wait! It'll be a great start to the four day weekend! (Plus, I get to wear this really cute new dress I got! Who doesn't love that!?)