Need to write more :/

I haven't been good at keeping up with the blog, possibly because I'm engrossed in the everyday happenings of our son?!?! 

My lil man is 10 weeks old. We can roll over a bit, we can hold our head up for about 5 min before we become a bobble head, we really only cry when there's something wrong, otherwise we are a very laid back baby. We love snuggling with momma (she love it) our favorite toy is our giraffe, were a good traveler, and we love to "talk" aka coo...

He is 13lbs and over 2 ft tall. He melts my heart with those smiles of his and everyday I am thankful and feel beyond blessed. 

Yea at least once a week I get peed or pooped on...usually both...but my patience has never been greater...

It makes me giggle when he stretches and farts, when he watches attentively to the world I wonder what he thinks, and as I read to him everyday I think does he recognize any words? 

Our mornings are my favorite. He seems to Be very alert in the mornings. I can sit there and hang with my little man all day and it feels like 5 min has gone by...

He is the coolest thing I have ever done in my life. I couldn't be prouder to call myself his mommy. 

As I write this and he's sleeping in my chest, I hope for years to come I remember all the simple things that make my heart so happy. 

Peace and Love, 

Mary 

Oh pa

Yesterday was an experience. 

As I was getting dinner ready, dad was changing babes diaper. He had done a doozy..and he wasnt quite done. So babe ended on pooping all over the comforter lol...

This of  course puts dad in a frenzy...then he couldn't find the diapers (right beside him), frustrated he couldn't find the changing mat (right beside the diapers)...

So as he went into babes room to get the diapers and such, I sprayed the comforter down with direct and threw it in the wash. 

Dad returned back to the bed, diaper in tow, and laid babe back on the bed where he pooped. Again. Lol!!! 

Dad was not impressed lol 

These are the fun times and I'm loving it! 

Peace and love 

Lil bambino...

Yesterday baby boy peed on me not once, but twice, resulting in clean sheets. Again. Within 10 min. 

We're watching baby Einstein. They start speaking different languages. What the hell am I going to do with a son I can't understand?

I got too excited when he passes gas. Moms who have dealt with colic...you get it. 

I walked around SAMs yesterday shopping and apparently was leaking (yea breastfeeding).  No wonder everyone was super nice and efficient getting me out of there.   

Tip- Don't buy a running stroller without a fixed wheel. This could be disastrous. Trust me. Learned the hard way. 

New moms- get the essentials for baby, wait on the rest...there's a bunch of stuff you won't need or baby won't use...Lennon hates to be swaddled...loves his rocker...all kids are different...

I now sleep when the baby sleeps. Get over the guilt or wrap your head around being a brain dead zombie. 

We were being fussy the other day. My first go to is John Mayer. We love John Mayer. But when that doesn't work, pull out the Dangerous mind soundtrack or any rap. We dig it. 

The kid may have few of my features but the faces he makes are all mine. 

We love bath time. Minus getting out of the bath. Then we scream bloody murder. 

We hate putting clothes on. We want to run around like a naked Indian. 

Doc says he is very good tempered and a chill lil man. I love to hear that...

I'm loving our daily adventures. I love learning and being a mommy. This kid stole my heart from the moment we met. 

Peace and love 

Baby law

Baby law. 

Baby sound asleep. Mom lays down. Baby wide awake. 

Baby asleep. Mom gets on the phone. Baby crying like you beat him in shrills of pain. 

Baby asleep. Mom gets in the shower. Baby couldn't be more awake and pissed off. 

But when we are chilling...baby happy, laughing and at peace. 

Moral. Become a sleep deprived dirty no business or personal calls woman. 

Peace and love 

Thank God for Google

So it usually takes 2 weeks to adjust to something new right? Or that's what I have found...however...maybe it is due to sleep deprivation...I finally feel after 3 weeks of being a mom I am getting a hang of it...

Gas- colic calm, rub tummy, burp more

Sleep- when the babe sleeps..and don't let anyone make you feel guilty about it

Milestones- I think we're doing good without worrying about all that...not my style anyway 

Tummy time- everyday for 10 min or so...however I get more out of him when he's hungry...

Outside- at least once a day for around 30 min

Bath- every couple of days 

Read- everyday along with my awesome singing 

Don't eat spicy food while breastfeeding= leads to gas 

By the time I get done feeding, burping, pumping, I've got about an hour before it starts all over again, aka...I don't leave the house for long periods of time...

I've become somewhat of a homebody, which has never been my style, but it's nice, just doing some house work, reading a but, and of course attending to babe 

 Now if we could hit the lottery so I could stay home from work...

Peace and love 

How you know your officially a mom

You have never been so excited to see poop and pee 

You know the different stages of poop 

You get pooped/peed on you find it startling but humorous

You can't take a shower without leaving the shower door open to make sure the babe is ok

Your Whoo haa and your ta tas are in different universes and may come back to your body you hope one day 

Sleep is but of a dream of the past 

You put a couple extra onesies in the diaper bag "just in Case" to realize we need an outfit an hour you are going to be out...babies are future supermodels and need constant fashion changes 

If takes you an hour to get the babe fed, changed, dressed, and you 5 min now, then you may have to rechange the babe due to spit up, diaper leak, etc...basically you are no longer in charge of time anymore 

You have to start getting ready to wherever 2 hours in advance due to this...

When someone wants to "wake up and play" with your babe you- 1. Remind the they only eat, sleep, poop right now 2. Make an excuse to hold the baby so they dont wake him up 3. Threaten them with the ol "if you wake the baby up you better have a boob to be feeding him" 

You have to figure out a way to stay awake and feed all night without caffeine which is damn near impossible

You now have eagle hearing and a protective lions eye on everything and everyone 

Your prego brain has not gone away 

Your idea of a good time is a 3 hour uninterrupted nap 

The min you try to fall asleep the little angel is wide awake and ready for some visual/audio stimulation. Aka wake your butt up momma 

You went from peeing every 5 min to peeing when you have an opportunity 

You now know what all the funky baby contraptions are and their uses 

Your idea of a challenge is how fast can you change the diaper to avoid getting peed on 

You have never been so patient in your whole life 

You are perfectly content never leaving the house again because you can't imagine what's out there that could be any better than being his momma 

You take pictures of him everyday and while the rest of the world maybe over it, you can't help to want to share your little love

Feel like the luckiest person on the planet to be able to be a mom 😍 

Peace and love 

One week old

My little man is one week old today. And I can't say it more, I love being a mommy! This kid has my heart and soul. In the last 7 days, I have never had this much pain, lack of sleep, foggy brain, and been peed/pooped on so much. I would do it ten times over again. 

I love to sing to him, read to him, tell him stories, etc... 

I'm not going to lie, the delivery was tough. There's a reason they call it labor. That was intense. For 12 hours I labored, the last 2 1/2 I pushed, the little guys head was turned towards my pelvis, so after cutting me a bit, and vacumming him out, we finally got to meet our little man. 

When I saw him I cried and cried tears of happiness. I've never done that before. I've cried because of a sad movie, being upset, etc...but never happy tears. This emotion is something I've not even been able to imagine. 

I've learned alot this week about myself and about newborns. 

I discovered something that saved my life after having the babe. It's padcicles. I made a 24 pack. Big jumbo pads, covered in aloe Vera, witch hazel, and a spritz of lavender for a good smell. Then I froze them. They have been a lifesaver. Do it if you're a new mommy. 

Well babe is calling me...

Peace and Love 

It's Go time!!!

Water broke! 

Off to hospital! 

Time to have this sweet boy! 

Peace and Love...

😍😍😍✌✌✌

Crazy couple of Days!

39 weeks and counting, we have had crazy situations all around! 

We had a hospital visit that ended up resulting in a false alarm, I havent been able to keep my dinner down for the last few nights (doc says it's because I have no room to eat...yea), and contractions are happening all over the place...

First. The hospital visit. Evidently when your prego you leak. Enough to think you pee on yourself. Enough to call the dr and ask them if they think it's a possible water breakage...they of course send you to the hospital...where you go threw these awesomingly uncomfortable tests to realize false alarm. Yea!!! (Please note sarcasm) and you're welcome for that fun tidbit. 

Then. Your awesome husband has done an axing job at cooking, or grabbing food, etc...and not just Mac n cheese, were talking homemade brisket, potato salad, etc...good home style southern cooking (my fav). Nothing is worse than eating this amazingness and then sitting over a toilet getting sick am hour or so later. Trust me it's not the food. Doc says I'm out of room. Hence the extreme pain of the heartburn rising...

Next. Contractions. They are all over the place...good news, my babe is getting ready. But there's nothing like being punched in the gut at the dinner table, while talking, or my favorite...driving...that's the scary part. Not so much the pain as much as the "hey, I'm in here pay attention to me" at random moments...nothing like being kept on your toes...but I'm not sure my man at the insurance agency will understand when I wreck my car...just saying....

Anyway, it's been an adventure for sure! I'm enjoying keeping record of all this fun stuff so when he finally makes his arrival (say around Christmas) I'm can continue to log his crazy moments instead of mine...

Peace and Love...

Full moon a rising

So it's a full moon tonight..according to Indian  folklore, the full moon initiates labor...

I'm not Indian, but my hubs is...

Guess we shall see what happens? 

Could make for a fun story 😊

Midnight snackin

So I've never been a midnight snacker, but about once a week the little rascal will wake me up in a hunger that I've never had before. 

Last night was cheese and peanut butter crackers and milk. 

Last week graham crackers and milk. 

Every time we have these 5am wake up calls, we hang out in the dark, he plays in my belly, I eat my snack, by the time we have gone to the bathroom, cleaned up our mess, etc...it's been at least an hour. 

I imagine this will be a lot like when he gets here. He wakes me up, we feed, play a little, and go back to bed. 

This is going to be so fun. I can't wait to meet my little monkey. 😍

Peace and Love...

Options

First of all, this post is not for the weak of heart. If you don't want to know the truths about pregnancy, don't read. That's my disclaimer and I'm sticking to it....but that will come later....

Last Monday I went to baby dr land. He told me next week he was giving me options. 

Option 1- Lennon comes all natural and we hope he does so by July 31st. 

Option 2- Lennon does not come by July 31st and we induce on Aug 1st. The dr does NOT like going over due dates, but I don't know what day he does surgery...so that may give him a new birthday. The only problem with this is if that day is on August 2nd. This is my mother in laws birthday. Now, this woman despises me to a place that I could come in throwing money, glitter coming down from the heavens, beautiful music playing, and sunshine coming out of my ass, and nothing. Do I think it's really me and do I take it personal? Nah...she's not happy with herself and therefore finds people to vomit her unhappiness too (I'm her favorite when it comes to this..maybe I should feel proud?) Anyway, I believe that instead of being completely touched and excited to share a birthday with her first grandson, she would be upset that someone was taking away her day. Basically the kid would be screwed. Forever. Don't need all that. 

Option 3- we get dilated to a two and it's a go. We choose his birthday, they induce, and I can still go all natural once they induce me (unless I want to go for the less painful methods, but we shall see...)  The husband hates this option. He wants the whole thing to be all natural, let him come when he wants, etc... Easy said than done when you can sit there and mull it over with a beer in your hand. Not that the thought is even appetizing anymore...I'm thinking alcohol sounds like the worse idea ever right now. Which is weird coming from an ex bar manager/bartender/little fun party girl. 

Anyway, this is my blog and I can vent if I want too....

I'm all about option 3 at this point (sorry hunny).  Now before i go on my rant, i know this is the hardest part. The last month is the hardest, so i havent said much, havent complained, and just dealt with my issues at hand with a smile on my face. 

I will start with my feet and work up on why its hard. I now have hobbit feet. Yes swollen little feet that hurt when you walk on them...continued with swollen legs. Then, we have hemroids,  Braxton hicks, slight stretch marks (nothing major), sore nipples, swollen hands, heartburn, and major headaches.oh and I have to be pee every 30 min, or do I? Sometimes the sweet boy is just hanging in my bladder when there's nothing in there... Tricky little fella. Did I mention I haven't slept on my back or my stomach in prob 7 months? Oh and if I take the right meds, I sleep for hours at a time (not complaining, I'm just loosing days this way).  And that glow you claim that I have? It's sweat. Because it's hot. Like living in hell hot. 

On the positive, I love having this beautiful sweet baby playing in my belly all day. We sing, dance, run, and I talk to him every day. My skin looks great and my hair is awesome. 

And all of these fun symptoms will pass, I will be a new mommy, an it will all be worth it in the end...that's the exciting part 😍 

So here we are. With options. 

There's a full moon next Monday, old Indian wives tale says babies come on the full moon night. That would save a lot of thinking and planning on my part. That would be July 23rd birthday. I'm down for that. Win/win in my book. 

So I guess I'm just going to keep running, doing my exercises, and doing everything the doc told me to do until our next appt, next Monday. Until then...

Peace and Love....

Waiting game

So you go to your weekly dr visits, slowly progressing, until you get the same results for 2 weeks..100% effaced dilated at a one. 

Granted dilation sometimes takes for weeks, but I thought maybe the 100% effaced would help speed the process? Clearly I'm new at this....

I know I should not be in any hurry, and I'm not, but it would be nice to meet my little fella soon. Patience grasshopper. I'm just excited =) 

With that said, I have started running again (he has dropped and I can breathe again) and I think the babe is digging it. I'm back in the zone to the point where I know they are going to tell me no exercise for the first couple of weeks and that's gunna bum me out...but this too shall pass...

Also, I have stocked the freezer some more with food ready to go, washed our last load if laundry for babe (until he gets here), and EVERYTHING has batteries and is ready to rock. 

Well that's all my update for now. As the baby turns...

Peace and Love...

Hand me down queen

So I will admit. I am the hand me down queen. Anybody- Do you need this? Me- Well actually, we don't have one of those, so that would be great! 

For example 90% of baby stuff I have is a hand me down. The crib- was mine, my moms, her moms, etc...it is from the 1900's and has been passed down through the babies, which to me is not considered a hand me down, but a special treasure and antique. 

But that's only the beginning. 

If you have read earlier, you would know that my car seat/ stroller was out of date. It was prime condition and given to me by my best friend, but when the cop inspected it, it was a no go. :/ so I ponied up and bought another one (that wasnt used) and after researching, I bought the safest, most reliable, etc...

Our changing table? A $30 steal from a garage sale. His clothes? Mostly hand me downs from a friend who brought me 3 HUGE trash bags of clothes, some with the tags still on them...

A rocker, bouncy seat, etc...all donated to the cause. 

Pretty much other than that, we were given shower gifts and we need for nothing. 

We are abundantly blessed to have so many good people in our lives that even having a registry almost makes you feel greedy. 

At our last shower we were given some cash. My husband and I have had our eye on this rocker that automatically rocks in several different settings, hooks up to our iPod, etc...so we took the plunge. I know that's sounds silly to most, hell most people but all new furniture for their nursery, all new everything, and here we are getting excited about this rocker. But this thing is amazing. I want to rock to sleep every night in it listening to music...

I keep getting calls about things people want to give us. But here's the deal...we're tapped out of room. I think I will take the donations and hand them over to a family in need...because honestly...we are very secure, but everyone I know is having a baby or just had a baby and wants to help out...I am over the moon blessed by all the love. Now it is time for us to spread the love....

Peace and Love....

Baby dr

So baby dr appts. The time of my week that surrounds itself with catching up on Facebook, Instagram, the news, Pinterest, etc...why? 

Because these visits usually last 3-5 hours by the time we get here, and get seen, then get to go home. Yes, a majority of this time is spent in the lobby playing on my smartphone or watching trash tv. 

Here's the pros. My dr is awesome. He is attentive, patient, and doesn't deceive. Very black and white. Plus he deals with hormonal women all day, who can get frustrated with a man that does that? 

So we wait. And wait. 

At my 9 1/2 month appt... You wait. You need this info so you can plan better. You smile and you appreciate what you get. 

The best part is, I don't have to ask to go to the bathroom anymore, I can bring food and eat up here, I can download books and movies and get some r and r, etc...it's become a mini vaca...

I know within weeks or days I won't have this down time nearly as much, so I will take it and  run with it :) 

Peace and Love...

Sit down sister!

As a prego, you're suppose to take it easy. You're not allowed to lift heavy stuff, stay on your feet all day, stay out in the heat for too long, etc...  You have to avoid certain foods, beverages, 2nd hand smoke, and more...

Here's the only big problem that I have with being prego. I can't sit still. Ever. Call me ADD/ADHD, whatever, but I like to move around, I could never work an office job for this very reason. I run as a stress release, I like to drive because I'm not a fan of just sitting there while others take the wheel, and I always can find a project at home, or in the very least, something always needs cleaning...right? 

Well the 1st and 3rd trimester try to change this overly stimulated gene I have. Basically pregnancy puts you on your ass. Literally. I don't like being on my ass. See the problem? 

So I go go go for as long as I can until I hit the wall. Then I'm done zo. No mas. Over and out. So I've caught up on reading...I actually have become interested in a few tv shows...and movies are my friend. Usually by the time a movie is done I have recharged my batteries for round two :) 

Thank goodness I have not been put on bed rest. I would lose my mind. Literally. 

I know this too shall pass. I need to get as much sleep as possible because in a matter of less than two weeks my fella will be here...and there goes my r and r for a while...do here's to taking a nap at least once a day til babe comes! 

Peace and Love...

Last baby shower

Today is it. Our last mini party before our babe arrives! We have been so blessed and so thankful for everyone who has thought of us during this special time :) 

However the cakes at all the parties do tell quite a tale...

Gender reveal party cake- 

We ordered a red velvet cake (our fav) and the icing was to be whichever color the babe was (pink for girl, blue for boy). So we cut into the now pinkish reddish cake with blue icing to immediately get confused...is it a boy? Girl? We had to watch the video to find out for sure...

My school baby shower- 

The hostess that went to go get the cake got about 5 steps out of the bakers view and the cake did a 180 and landed on the floor. The poor hostess was in tears and settled for less than what she wanted. I thought it tasted damn good....

My friends baby shower- they wanted to surprise me with a "peace love and Lennon" cake accompanied with peace signs, tie due back ground, the works. When the hostess showed up to pick it up they misplaced the correct order and just threw something together...again, prego lady likes cake. It was damn good lol. 

So with all if these funny tales, I'm wondering if we will have any crazy tales to share about this cake this afternoon...honestly is just some funny stories we can share with our unborn child when he gets here he he....

Peace and Love...

Everyone's different

So after reading that a friend of mine did the ferbering method (the child screams then soothes themselves to sleep without the parents) after the child turned 10 months, I started to wonder, how does the rest of the world go about it?

Another friend spoke up and she said she had her daughter in routine after 3 months....

Another said when they were hungry, I feed them, when they were tired, they slept, we got into our own method...makes sense to me? 

I guess my issue is...all 3 moms stay/stayed at home and could experiment with their children and once the found a routine that works, they stuck with it. 

I know we are going to have to figure out our own system as well, but I would like to do it before I return to work...the one that makes the most sense to me is the one that says, they're tired they sleep, they're hungry they eat...but I'm not sure if that will guarantee a happy household. And I damn sure don't want to be that mom who stays up all night with baby to turn around and go to work all day with kids...even though were already stocking up on coffee just in case...

Priority 1- figure out a solution that guarantees a happy household, nobody needs to be exhausted worn out and agitated everyday

Priority 2- adjust baby to that schedule accordingly 

Happy baby, happy home. 

Peace and Love 

Bikini? One piece?

So as for generations of women there is the long time question of bikini or one piece? 

As an expecting mother in July, clothes are the enemy. It's hott. And while we could sit there in an ice bath, which is finally cooling us off, you think its a little ridiculous. The Less clothing the better. 

My husband thinks that our ol air conditioner was going to work. Finally he added a cooling unit just in our room to help out. I wasn't laying in bed sweating or anything....it's kind of insane really...I know I'm carrying another person, but this depth of heat coming off of me is nuts. 

Anyway, focus woman. Pool party noon today. A friend invited me over, asked me to bring another one of our friends...etc...and all I can think is can I rock the bikini? I do at my house in my "momma pool" aka my kiddie pool that I have claimed mine to throw ice and water in at anytime...

Too much? Well. It would be nice to get my swollen belly a tan...

I'll prob go one piece to not offend, not that my sexy prego belly is offensive, but people like to talk...I don't need to give them the ammo...

Peace and Love 

He's on his way!

So after leaving the much awaited drs appt, we have a little more info. I seemed to be dilated at a one, which I guess is good news!?!? Evidently we can be at a one for weeks, but (the weak need to stop reading) with me continuing to exercise everyday, a little nipple stimulation, and staying strong, he said in 2 weeks we would be ready to rock n roll! 

The little guy is 90% effaced which I guess means, once I'm thinned out and the contractions start coming, I will break my water and I'm good to go! 

Now I'm no dr so don't take my word on this, these are the pieces I have put together. 

Also, the ONLY reason I wouldn't mind meeting him early is because as a teacher, I would love to spend as much time as I could with him. After my maternity leave is up, I'm not going to be able to stay home, so I want as much time in the summer as possible. Call me selfish, but I think it would be smart for all of us. He gets more mommy/family bonding time, and I get to be there for him. 

Hell it's already breaking my heart at the thought of going back to work, so bring on the kid, lets enjoy every last min together :) 

But hey they make movies about women who can do it all...

So in hopes of being a "I don't know how she does it mom," 

Peace and Love 

Baby dr

So we are 9 months and a couple days pregnant. We are once again at our dr appt, and are prepared for the long haul. I think our longest visit here was 5 hours one time. Here's the deal, that's crazy right? Well our dr is worth it. He is down to earth, black and white, tell it how it is kind of guy. Honestly, I will wait the time to have this kind of doctor. (I have had a hard time finding a dr I can trust, relate too, etc...I'll take it) 

Today's visit will hopefully help us figure out when the little bambino will be here, if I'm dilated, etc...

At this point I'm ready to be put on oxygen so I can breathe, that seems to be my biggest challenge. And I'm a runner/walker/weight lifter...etc....and while I've downsized, I'm still quite active. 

They keep saying he should drop in the next week or so, I guess we shall see. Then I hear once he drops he will make you pee twice as much. Well that impresses me because I pee all night now...so bring it...at least I won't be out of breath while I'm peeing all night...

Everyday I've done a Lennon project. Yesterday was to explore the breast pump and the storage availability including bottles, etc...

I think we are more than covered there. Today's project I am going to figure out how to do the carrier thing you put on your chest to carry the little guy around...I can't remember the name...I'm prego...bare with me. 

I've washed, scrubbed, sterilized everything I can think of, but if he gets some germs it will build up his immune system right? 

So I sit here in the lobby hopping for some answers today, I know that I am ready. We are ready. I at least have confidence in that. 

So tell next time...

Peace and love...

Red. Hott. Mess.

They say your clumsier the bigger and longer your pregnancy goes...well I am getting to the point where I need to live in a bubble. 

I drop everything. Everything! It's almost humorous, plus as a prego, you would know that dropping anything is a challenge to pick back up...I bet it's fun to watch for sure. 

And I feel like a toddler trying to figure out my space awareness. I still think I'm a lot smaller, therefore running into things, misjudging the width of areas, etc...

Then there's my disregard to think if I do A, B may happen...lord have mercy. 

I think this is Gods way of saying at least it's you breaking it now, because once your little friend gets here, you will have the patience of - it's just stuff. 

This morning I heard a ruckus in the backyard. Not seeing the planted cactus on the ledge, I tried to open the blinds, sending the cactus to it's death. Who misses a whole planted cactus in a rather large bowl? 

The other day when I was cooking, I kept finding food slipping out of my hand...

I don't know how many times I have slipped, bumped, and tripped...the stories are endless. 

I'm bringing a whole new meaning to red hott mess. I will be shocked if I dont break my water due to this lovely new me. 

Peace and Love 

Ok lil guy were ready

So we have weeks until our little guy comes. Until this morning all we were missing is a diaper pail. I headed out this morning, coupons in tow, to go buy one. I'm sure we could have survived, but honestly, I really dont want to think about it anymore...

We still have one shower at my husbands work, and there are still items we could use, but I think we might survive for a bit...for example, a pack n play...I'm not sure a newborn will need that immediately...although I could be wrong...

So I think we're ready? Diapers. Check. Clothes. Check. Bassinet. Check. Crib. Check. 

Car seat. Check. 

I guess we will figure it out as we go...this is very intimidating....but moms did it with a hell of lot less without as much "stuff" and babies have survived all over this world. 

Maybe it's my nerves...but I'm going to own it and hope for the best. 

Peace and Love 

Freezer Exploration

So as most new mothers hopefully prepare for motherhood, one of those items of preparation needs to be food. 

So you have just had baby. You and hubs are up all night doing the thing and are beat down. But you're starving. Who has energy to cook? 

So I have researched Pinterest until I'm blue in the face looking for freezer meals that I can make to be better prepared. Thankfully the hubs likes to cook, as do I, but lets be realistic here...there will be days...

So this is what I'm starting with 7 days of meals which each make enough food for 6-8 people. Since there are only 3 of us eating, due to the new babe breast feeding each meal will last us at least 2 sittings. So 14 meals appx? Sounds good to me...

The meals I gave chosen are- lasagna, goulash, chicken and wild rice casserole, Mexican enchilada casserole, BBQ chicken, quasidilla layered casserole, and Italian chicken. 

I gathered the recipes, spent a bit of time at the grocery store and got to cooking as soon as I got home. The whole process prob lasted about 5 hours, but I think it would be totally worth it in the end. 

Everyday I have tried to do something to prepare for my new adventure :) all of you moms out there, if you have any tips, I'm just flying by the seat of my pants...

Peace and Love 

Car seat trials

Ok so I went down to the police station today (referred by a friend that's a fire fighter) and had an officer help show me how to properly put in a car seat. 

So, before I get started, I just want you all to know how resourceful I can be. I have bought used or been given most everything for baby (hand me downs). Most everyone I have talked to that has had their first child has told me, if you can, get stuff used, because it will be a sec before the kid grows out of it or doesn't need it anymore. So as someone who has never even bought a new car, followed this useful advice...

Back to the cars seat. I have been given not one but 2 high quality car seats that had awesome safety ratings. 

However, car seats have an expectation date on them. Most states it's a 7 year expiration date. In the great state of Texas, that would be a 5 year expiration date. Which is exactly how old BOTH of my car seats are....lovely right? 

So after the officer gave me a low down of what the stickers mean, what I need to look for, etc...I felt more informed, however I know have 2 perfectly good car seats that are not up to code. 

So I asked him if he could just show me how to install it properly since I am already here, but I would go ahead and start exploring my options for something more up to date....

He obliged willingly expressing his concern to make sure to come back after I got a new one....

So off to babies r us I go....now I have many gift cards that I had been saving for diapers and stuff when the baby was here, but nothing is more important than your babies safety, so here we go! 

And boy was I happy with what I found! First of all we have been given 2 brand new jogging strollers, an umbrella stroller, and a travel system that goes with the expired car seat. The only one that fits in a car? The umbrella stroller....so while I'm here...maybe I should look into a system that works for all? 

And boy did I find one! I couldn't be happier! I found a car seat (that is top safety rating) that locks into a base (that we already have) so the extra base can go into daddy's car, AND the stroller folds down small enough that it can fit in my trunk!!! Wooooo hooooo!!! 

I know most of you are prob rolling your eyes, but this is kind if a big deal, so humor me ;) 

The last piece of amazing info? Between the gift cards and coupons, I only had to pay 1/3 of the cost!!! 

Now to someone as thrifty as I am, this made my whole day! 

Now all I need is my handy husband to come home and get this monstrous box out of my car so I can put it in my car...

Now what do to with an expired travel system and 2 expired car seats? Hmmmm....maybe donate them? But I don't want an uninformed person getting in trouble because I'm trying to be generous...I guess I'll figure it out :) 

Peace and Love 

Crisis Averted

Do you ever have one of those days that you're putting out fires all day long? Yeah. That's been my Wed. 

The first fire occurred when a friend of mine went to the baby boutique to buy me a shower gift for sweet baby boy. She had been twice. They didnt have my registry out and ready for everyone. 

My shower is on Sat. I took care of this MONTHS ago. 

Thankfully she called me because she knows I'm a tad OCD and this is just not like me. 

She put the owner on the phone who overly apologized and asked me to come back in to register...maybe it's too late said my husband. 

No, positive thinking, I'm going down there to fix this now. 

So first fire. Out. 

Next fire. 

We are building a business, just got approved through the state, etc...

So after discussing credit lines with the banker to ensure security, etc...he gave us a list if things we need. The major identification of our business...a business plan. Well. Now I did a mini business plan in my graduate classes, how hard can this be? We already know what we are doing, we need, our market, etc...

Ummmm think again little missy. They want a novel. And they want it now. Statistics. Data. Competing company info. The whole enchilada. Makes sense. I guess I thought the state would need it initially and when they didnt require it, we just moved forward?!?! 

Lesson learned. 

Now I'm home. It's 113 degrees outside. About 95 inside the house. Fire three and go. 

Luckily my handyman husband is on it. Our air conditioner cannot keep up with these conditions. Therefore, we have decided to add a window unit in our bedroom for the time being....

If it's necessary, we may put one in the living room too. It's that hot. Oh and I'm that pregnant. 

The in betweens of teaching my class, running errands, rushing around to get things done, well it's life, and I'm going to enjoy it. 

So here's what I've decided. I'm staying indoors for the rest of the evening. In my cooler than ever bedroom. Hell I may even order a pizza because it's too damn hot to cook. 

Cheers to being resourceful!

Peace and Love 

Raising a Child in todays World

So I am ALL about giving my unborn son culture...LOVE the idea of taking him to rock festivals, on vacations other than the same ol' Disney theme parks, etc...I feel as a mother I am VERY open-minded to the things I want my child to be exposed too...maybe to open for some...

However....I am a teacher. I see a LOT of things and hear about things I should not even be exposed as an adult. But I ride that wave...however I feel like these kids today are WAY too mature too early. Blame technology? The internet? Parents? Crap I dunno...but when I have to  sit down with a 3rd grader and ask her where she found out what a blow job was and why that is not something a 3rd grader needs to know, I feel concerned....

So am I to shelter my son in hopes that I can try to allow him to enjoy his youth as long as he can, or do I slowly try to inform him so he is not so naïve??? I guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it...

Knowing my husband and I try to culture my stepdaughter, I know I am very grateful when she asks us questions about things that I would RATHER her ask us instead of her friends who would prob give her incorrect information.

So I don't like that she has a cell phone...although I understand it is good to know where she is at all times...one bad click on you tube or just searching things on her smartphone, well...I like that she is still at the age where she can enjoy her childhood, while slowly engrossing into teenage years...

Call me crazy...but I think I survived without a cell phone...my whole childhood...and I am fine...and honestly if it was one of those phones where she could call and that's it, I prob wouldn't give two craps if she had one...and honestly if I were her, I wouldn't want to be found every min of every day...but that's just me....I am not going to mention that to her

And don't give me this crap about how the world is different now...ummm....no...its about the same, we just have instant access to the bad news due to updated technology...we still have crime and there are still good people in the world...


I believe in good. I believe in giving everyone the benefit of the doubt. I believe in giving back to the less fortunate...if that makes me naïve, ignorant, or whatever synonym you want to refer to me as...I will own it. Proudly. I hope to give my child the same kind of fun positive childhood full of fantasy, laughter, and innocence.

Peace and Love...

Supermoon

Tonight we will be under the spell of a supermoon aka the largest moon of the year. So listen for the werewolf's crying, people doing strange things, and babies being born..

Or is it all superstition?

I asked a nurse once about the babies...she confirmed that she saw more births on a night of a full moon that any other day of the year...so it's one source...take what you want from it...

I have seen many of my friends who are due around the same time of me post their "hopefully last side baby pic" before their parents...

So this should be fun to watch, I hope for their sake it's time, however, with my 5 weeks left to go, I think I'm good with mine cooking for a bit longer...

Besides I'm not done with packing my hospital bag lol...maybe I should get on that before 11:32 tonight, that's when the moon will be it's fullest....

Peace and Love 

Zombied Out

 

They would want me today...the zombie army...and prob the fig too. I cannot shake this overcome of exhaustion today. I feel like I haven't slept...in weeks...yet I had about a 10 hour nights sleep last night...blah blah blah

Sometimes when I write I think well the only person who reads is my husband anyway so why not speak the truth?

I teach a computer class everyday at the local college in the afternoons to get a little extra income in the summer (since we all know teachers are the breadwinners of the family), its not much, but it gives me a purpose for the day. Honestly, I really enjoy hanging out and teaching the kids. I NEVER in a million years thought I would teach a computer class, I usually teach volleyball or some other sport, but it has been a lot of fun. I used to claim that I am cursed by technology and all it would take would be to touch a keyboard for the computer to completely die a quick death to never be recovered. However in today's technology, we had to come to a compromise me and old computers...

Anyway so I spend my afternoons with kids and teach them things like powerpoint, how to set up email, how to create an on line story, and build a website. It has been really fun to see what they have come up with and to see their little imaginations at work.

But honestly, I am not in it to win it today. So as I continue to smile and try to keep a positive attitude, because frankly my life is awesome, is it so bad to be dragging ass? I have no complaints...the pregnancy has been relatively easy minus the heartburn, the minor aches and pains, and little hormonal flare up...but even I have adjusted to these sorts of normal prego symptoms and I have learned to go with it.

But if you gave me a pillow, a blanket, and darkness, I may check you next week. Seriously...

So if anyone actually does read this, and you know an expecting momma that is due in a month or so, expect that sometimes she has no control over what is going on. She is trying the best she can and does appreciate her awesome life, its just the baby took her energy that day...or at least I can speak for myself.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Peace and Love

Letter to Lennon

Dear My sweet baby Lennon,

First of all, I am completely honored to be your momma. I have been having a blast reading to you, dancing with you, and listening to fun music with you while you have been playing ninja in my belly. You should be arriving in a month, and I am super excited to meet you.

 I wanted to give you some advice about life that I have learned through my experiences...

- Try everything once. You may hate it/love it but you will never know unless you try.

- You can do anything you want if you put your mind to it. My mom taught me that (your Mimi) and it is the best advice. If you want something bad enough you will find a way.

- Love everyone you meet. You may decide that this is not the kind of person you want in your life, but love everyone through their beauty, their flaws, their strengths and their weaknesses.

- Read everyday. This will give you an advantage in life. I love to read and have gone on so many adventures without ever leaving the house.

- Life isn't what you expect it to be. Ride the wave. And enjoy the ride. It's what you make of it. If you want to have the best life and experiences, no matter what happens, you will.

- Go Exploring! I have learned more about life and people and myself from traveling and exploring the world. We hope to be there with you on some of these explorations.

- Always treat people with respect. Especially woman. One of these days you will meet a woman that you don't want to live another moment without, make sure you cherish her everyday with love.

- Find something you love to do and do it as often as you can! Always do things that make you happy in life and hold onto them.

- You will be pressured to do this and that, dig deep into your self and do not only what is right but what you're passionate about. Find out who you are. Don't define yourself by what you do or who you surround yourself around, be yourself always. Find your own path of individuality and creativity. Most of the time it won't be the norm, that's ok, do it anyway.

- You will make mistakes. That's how you learn. It's ok to make mistakes as long as you learn from them and use that information for your future. Remember, your daddy and I will love you unconditionally regardless of what mistakes you make. Sometimes you just need to dust yourself off, and keep trucking.

- Always keep learning. It is one of my favorite pastimes. I love to learn about new things and gain new experiences to back these up. Your father also loves to research different topics and we share this stuff together. We find that our brain stays fresh and we can learn more about this crazy world.

- Get your dad to teach you how to garden. He has an amazing green thumb and can teach you how to live off the land and be more resourceful in today's world of materialism and instant gratification.

- Also, your father will want to teach you all this knowledge of handyman skills, basic car fixes, how to treat a lady friend, etc...he is just as excited that you're here as I am

- which brings me to todays society....you will have to work hard to get where you want to be...it will be hard, challenging, but totally worth it when you get there...its not going to happen in a minute, a day or a month...you will have to continually work on your goals and never give up in order to see them suffice.

- Make goals. Have dreams. Think about your future.

-Believe in yourself. We believe in you no matter what. Be proud of yourself. Confidence is key.

- Everything is a choice. And everything has consequences. Hopefully you will make the right/smarter choice.

- Stand up for yourself. People will try to beat you down. Stand your ground. If you got any of your dad or I's stubbornness you will be ok with this one.

- Try your best at everything you do. You may not be awesome at it, but keep trying. You never know what you are capable of until you keep pushing on.

- Do good in school. Regardless if you like it or not, this can determine which colleges let you in, and your future.

- Keep a positive attitude. A smile, a hello, a kind word to a stranger goes a long way.

- Give back to this world. Help another in need. Always be the better person and take the time to help someone out. Whether it be a neighbor mow his yard or serving the homeless, do it out of the kindness of your heart, not because you want a payday.

I hope that you can take some if not all of these lessons I have learned to heart. Your dad and I want nothing but the best for you and hope to give you every opportunity to help you become a successful young man in this world. We love you with all of our hearts and cannot wait to meet you sweet boy.

Live your life to the fullest with a full heart, laughter, and love.

Love,
Mom

Insurance Say What?!?!

Ok so I got a letter from our insurance company...it's says...you will be admitted in the hospital July 18th and your visit will expire July 21st for vaginal delivery...

Ummmm...insurance say what? 

My due date is July 30th...

So I call and explain to this sweet lady that I am not even due until the end of July, and I'm not sure how this was decided. She politely explained to me that this was what was faxed to her by the dr office and I needed to see what was going on through them. 

Ummm...hmmmm...so my dr called the insurance agency who then sent me a letter? 

Did anyone want to notify the mother about this?!?!? Nah. I'm only popping him out in less than a month now if this info is correct. 

Which brings me to another point? Are we an induce happy society??? Because that's my guess. They're going to try to induce me on the 18th. 

Silver lining? I'm a teacher and that gives me an extra two weeks to hang with my babe. Very good silver lining. 

So here's what I'm thinking. Give the dr the letters from the insurance company on Friday. Ask nicely to please inform me prior to anyone else about decisions made in regard to me and my body??? Ugh. I really love my dr but thus may have been a huge bonehead move on his part. 

So on Friday I guess I'll see what happens...no matter what this sure makes it real...it's been a blast having this ninja in my belly..I'm really going to miss it :/ but I can't wait to meet him, so I guess I will ride thus wave out too...

Peace and Love 

Runner Girl No More...

So at 34 weeks it has been brought to my attention (as stubborn as I am) that maybe running is NOT for all pregnant women. I have been a runner all of my life, and for the first time am to the point of "HELL NO!" Which is big. HUGE. ASTRONOMICAL. But heres the thing....I've gained appx 30 lbs...which is normal...however my body is not use to this kind of weight....therefore I have all these new fun things going on....

- Shin Splints (never quit understood that pain, never been a problem before....)
- Back Pain (normal...yes...worse AFTER running...weird.)
- Feet pain (normal again...giving them their own heartbeat for hours after a run??? Ummmm....no thanks)
- Boobs. I have boobs. Obnoxiously wearing two sports bras so they don't hit me in the face boobs. (First for me!)
- Shortness of breath (like I 3 pack a day smoker shortness of breath)
- The desire to PUKE EVERYWHERE...due to acid reflux (thank you for allowing me to puke in your alley kind sir...)

So here's what I have decided....

If you are prego...do what you can...I recommend walking or something less strenuous...only because it is suppose to make your delivery a HELLA lot easier...and after the nightmares I have heard...I want the EASY button please....

If you are not prego but have a little extra cushion for the pushin...I get it...it sucks...but while each week of pregnancy it gets harder, each week of you working out, yours will get easier...Don't give up friend...

So here I am trying to keep my "game face" on for another 6 weeks....I think I can , I think I can...I will never take for granted an easy 5 mile jog for fun again...

Peace and love...

Getting Ready for Go Time

So it's getting down to go time! In appx 46 days we meet our little bundle of joy. I only have 5 baby apps on my phone and 3/5 say it's time to get our hospital bag ready to go! 

So here we are with 5 different lists, a bag, and a bunch of stuff to pack? Not to mention a husband who reassures you that it will all work out...maybe it's just my nerves that is making the last eight months a reality, but I am thrilled to meet my little bambino minus the hospital experience. 

I have never been a fan of hospitals, but now I am going to be the one under the spotlight, yea I would rather pass....

So suck it up sister. You've heard the nightmares, the good experiences, and everything in between...just ride the wave and hope for the best. Regardless you will be holding your beautiful son in the end. That's the focus. Stay on track! 

Currently I find his kicks, hiccups, punches, and everything in between amazing to feel. I know when this process is over, I am going to miss that feeling. Overall the pregnancy hasn't been too horrific minus the daily heartburn...which it's an old wives tale that means your baby will have hair...at the rate I'm going I am birthing Chewbacca. 

Well here it goes! New momma is packing the bag! Here's to hoping for the best! 

Peace and love...

"Be Kind for everyone is fighting their own battle."

Let's be real, even though I am birthing my first born in seven weeks, I have learned the hard way...parenting is hard. I am blessed to be the stepmother of an eleven year old little girl and for the last three and a half years and have tried the best I can to be a good mother to her. We have full custody with next to no supervision from her biological mother, so it's been her dad for most of her life, and then I joined the party years ago.

For the most part we have the same challenges as most families with a few extra bumps that are manageable, because frankly, its hard to have a mom who doesn't have her daughters best interest in mind.

So here's my experience and observations from personal to my occupation as a teacher and my role as a stepmother....

- Love unconditionally...its hard sometimes I get it. Kids screw up. They push your buttons. They make mistakes, help them learn from them. Make them responsible for their actions.

- Be there for them when they fall down. They will fall down for the REST of their lives...don't give up on them, but allow them to make the mistakes...hovering or "protecting" them does no one any good. They need to fall down, take a step back, give good advice if they ask for it, if they take it great, if not, love them anyway. You are suppose to be their rock. You don't have to agree with their decisions, but don't distance yourself from them because they make a decision you wouldn't.

- Teach them manners, respect, and to love everyone. Reinforce that with actions. If you teach them to love everyone then continually talk mad crap on people...do you really think that is beneficial? Actions speak louder than words. And when you think they are making mistakes, trust that you taught them right.

- Teach them to love to read. A good book is a dying trade. If you want a curious child full of adventure and wonder to be able to explore the world, give them a good book. It takes them to lands they have never been before and adventures they have never considered. Plus that, if the power is out, internets down, etc...nothing is stopping them from picking up a good book and reading by candlelight.  

- Take them on adventures. It maybe to a new park, a concert, a landmark, a historic experience, etc...allow them to see the world...it will not only broaden their horizons but help them experience different people, cultures, and give them new experiences.

I'm sure I am missing many major things...however...these are some of the basic things that I hope to give to my unborn son. He must be pretty satisfied with this because he is kicking the heck out of me while I type...I'm sure these are kicks of excitement! I am so thrilled to be this little guys momma and can just do the best I can for him. Luckily my husband has the experiences and knowledge that he can give me...it's nice to have such a supportive environment and loving man.

As long as I don't find my child doing this.....

I think we might make it.....

Until next time....

Natural Spring Summer!

 

 

 

So as most of you know when you are 33 weeks prego, it's hot times 100. So my husband and I have decided it is going to be an all natural springs summer until our little bambino shows his face.

 

We have been to two different springs in two different weekends and I have ultimately decided this is paradise. I am even as far as claiming to be a mermaid on the weekend as my moonlighting gig.

 

In West Texas pools are hot. It's 108 degrees outside on a daily basis and regardless of what you do, its still hot. The beauty of having this amazingly refreshing water coming through the ground and hitting your all to hot body, is the best feeling in the world.

 

Literally for the last two weekends if we wouldn't have had a schedule to keep as a family, I would have just laid there in my float and watched the clouds go by...all day. Oh and did I mention I could turn over and get some sun on my back? I am not sure I have been able to lay on my stomach in months...yes...its the little things...I am happy as a jaybird.

 

So, my advice to all you pregos out there....go find a natural spring that is close...if I can find one in the deserted West Texas...you can def find something near you...

 

Happy hunting and stay cool ;)

 

Until next time....

 

Slackers No More!!!

So there is nothing like blogging about being a slacker that puts my butt in motion. Last night when I got home from work, I was determined. My biggest fear is this little guy is going to come early, he is already weighing/measuring much bigger than he should be at this age...so I got after it. My husband was determined something was wrong, although I tried to assure him that this was the look of determination and I was ready to get things done!

So why he was busy cooking dinner for the family, I continued to wash, organize, hang pics, put up his books, etc...until I was ready to fall dead on my feet! But in good news, if he comes tomorrow, I will NOT be a red hot mess, and I will be prepared for the little guy :)

Makes all the pain and sweat worth it in the end....

My husband seemed super pleased with the results, and while he was putting together the crib, I got to admire his handyman skills at work...win/win I would say...

The crib is my favorite part of the room...it is a family heirloom...I was a baby in it, my brother, my mother, and her mother...it is very special and I feel very blessed to be able to use it for my soon :)

As of this getting ready for the baby...I have revisited my registry 100 times in case I have forgotten something, find a must have product, etc....

I am not sure this is even necessary...I am mean seriously. My cousin didn't have a crib, slept in a drawer until she outgrew it, then they moved her to a bed... none of this unnecessary things such as mobiles, puppets, etc...sure that stuff is fine, but if it is not necessary (soap, sheets, clothes, etc...) I just don't see all the sense in it all....

When my mom found out we were expecting she went a little crazy...that's what grandparents do right? Well, I assured her she know has plenty to get her by when she wants to watch our sweet little man...I won't even have to bring anything over! I'm not thinking that's what she wanted to hear, but lord have mercy, unless we want to add on 1200 square feet just for the child, I am not taking all the stuff to our nice little house.

So I wonder, why all the excess stuff? A friend of mine said to not buy any clothes for the babe up to 6 months...I didn't understand why until she dropped off 3 HUGE super duty trash bags of clothes for baby to my house....some still had the tags on! I don't see the kid needing all of this, but at this point I have adapted to the situation, made the room, and have the better safe than sorry attitude...all I can say is whoever has a boy next is going to be overloaded with awesome stuff...because I'm not storing all of this stuff when he outgrows it in several months....

I am grateful for my mom and my friends for all of the generous donations...actually they have saved me A LOT of time and money which is wonderful, but as a first time mom, this seems like A LOT for such a little person...am I wrong?

Regardless, at this point we have a crib, clean clothes, and a changing station...life is good.

Until next time...Peace and love....

He's Almost Here!

So I will be a first time mother in 7 weeks. Am I nervous? Hell yeah. Do I hope the "momma instincts" kick in? If they don't I guess I'm screwed....

For starters, my husband was born 2 months early. With this schedule I would have had Lennon last Tuesday. Without having his crib set up, nursery done, or even his clothes washed with the special baby detergent. Ummm.... slacking someone?

Luckily, his mother is a little bit more stubborn...she was nice and comfy and did not want to leave the womb...3 weeks late? Or something like that....however with todays technology and doctors with their plans, they would have induced her after a week too late...

So, after my pregnancy brain took a break from the fog I have been in, my husband and I got to work. I started with the painting...yes the room was ventilated...and yes I am very careful about the situations I put myself in before you start thinking that I am harming my baby....he's good to go. Then, got started on washing the trash bags of clothes that were graciously given to me by some other mothers that were looking for someone to pass their beloved babies stuff onto...lesson I learned a long time ago...NEVER turn down hand me downs...if they worked for that mother, there's a good chance she will not steer you wrong...TAKE them!

The next on the agenda is to set up the crib, get the hospital bag ready, and organize all the good stuff that we need for baby (thermometers, butt cream, bibs, etc...)

Did I mention this kid already has more clothes than the whole house combined??? Its amazing...

Back to the pregnancy...
I do NOT want to hear from another mommy how easy and wonderful they feel as a pregnant person...don't get me wrong, it has NOT been bad, but for all you mothers that didn't get morning sickness, heartburn, back pain, etc...screw off.....and stop spreading your unrealistic views.

For those who are the realist here, there are days that you think "what the hell did I get myself into?" That's ok. There are going to be other days where you look in the mirror and your hair is shiny, your nails are long, and you just feel beautiful...those what makes the bad days worth it...remember those moments.

So you think the physical symptoms are bad? They don't even come close to the pregnancy brain you hear about.

I have to shown up to work with my clothes inside out...yes clothes...pants AND shirt...numerous times...

I have gone from OCD to not even affected by time...I am in this dream world where time does NOT affect me...that part is NICE...

I will go to the store, forget my list, wing it, get to the cashier, forget my debit card, and in the middle of that red hot mess, I will leave my purse in the shopping cart until I get to my car and I can't find my keys...

And as for remembering names? Ha! be lucky if I recognize you, names aren't happening anymore, this comes from someone who used to pride themselves of knowing 600 of the 650 kids I taught in school...I'm thinking I would be glad to know 50 of the kids names now...

Luckily, I have not been one of the ones blessed with insomnia...I have NEVER had trouble sleeping and that continues to be the common theme these days. Food and sleep. Food and sleep. Oh shit, I may have to work...what day is it? Nevermind...

Another thing, about this pregnancy glow! Ha! You're so pretty...that's not a glow, its called sweat. And pregnant women sweat A LOT. While you think its warm in here, we feel like Henzel and Gretel baking in an oven. So why every fan is on high in the house, we are now taking cold showers, wearing tank tops in public, not much else in private, give us a break...were doing the best we can with what we got...the temperature outside today reads 108...not exactly a walk in the park.

So why my sweaty ass is going to try to remember to get all the things ready for this sweet little boy that will be here in 7 weeks, I am just praying that I remember to print out my lists, I am able to find my lists when I make it home, and I am semi prepared for greatness.

My super sweet husband has been the rock behind my mind loss...thankfully...

On a good note, if you have ice cream or avocado's (not together) I will be your best friend....that seems to be my major craving...and steak...can't hate a good steak prego or not...

Threw all of the awesome beautiful days and the crazy forget my mind days, I cannot wait to meet this bundle of joy because the way I look at it is...the stuff will get done, then there will be more stuff to do...its a revolving door so I am just going to enjoy this journey...until next time...confessions of a baby momma....