tired

it's banquet week and, in typical fashion, I'm EXHAUSTED.  How about a whiny moment?  Great, thanks!

 

Ok, I'm better.  No, I'm not.  I am taking work home.  Banquet work. 

It's hard to be excited about this "appreciation" party when there is so much work and so little appreciation.  No matter how hard I try, somebody is going to be disappointed, aggravated or mad. 

*sigh*

I know this is an important part of my job and I really do enjoy event planning.  This event is just a hard show to pull off.

Ok, I'm done whining.  I'm going to pick up something yummy to eat for dinner, go home and listen to my kiddo read (love that!) and curl up in the comfy chair with my laptop and work on the program.

No baby today!

All is well.  False alarms are wonderful.  I love them.  Little Bit has a good, strong heartbeat and she actually didn't kick the doctor today (which is a switch for her).  Usually, she kicks the dopplar whenever the Doc tries to listen to her heartbeat.  It's really quite funny. 

She's been very active today. 

I feel better - much more reassured.  Glad to know all is well.

Same Song - maybe - Second Verse - maybe?!

When I was pg with Munchkin (now almost 8), I went into pre-term labor at 26 weeks.  Doc stopped the labor and I carried her to a normal delivery at 38 weeks.  She's perfectly healthy and suffered no complications from the pre-term labor.

I'm working on 25 weeks and, on Sunday, noticed my abdomen tightening up and releasing.  Since then, the "contractions" have continued.  They are not painful (only mildly uncomfortable) and are not regular in duration or frequency. 

I slept normally last night and baby is still moving around. 

Doc moved my regular OB visit from next Monday to tomorrow.  Better safe than sorry. 

Little Bit, I can't wait to meet you but NOT YET. 

Coffee by IV

I like this picture - I found it on another blog (brighteststars.wordpress.com)

It's one of THOSE days, folks.  I am so incredibly tired.  For any number of reasons this week, sleep has eluded me like the storied Loch Ness Monster. 

Matt is sick and the heartburn that was my constant companion throughout my pregnancy with Munchkin is back for this one.  Yeah.

Well, other than needing way more sleep than this week has provided (yes, I know it's only Wednesday), the week is going well.

Baby is moving LOTS now.  Munchkin really enjoyed seeing my stomach jump last night.  She's so curious and excited.  It's fun to watch her.

Funny how God works, huh?  It was never in MY plan to space children this far apart but it's working perfectly.  Munchkin is thrilled about the baby and I think it's because she's old enough not to be so threatened by a younger sibling.  She's looking forward to "helping" and being a good big sister. 

Oh, did I mention Matt thinks she'll (the baby) be our "warrior princess?"  LOL  Because she's so rambunctious, he's convinced she'll be our athlete.  I just smile and say, "we'll see, honey." 

I can't wait to meet her.  (I know I've said that in every post since February)

In other news (pregnancy is not the ONLY thing I think of) -

Work is good.  Clipping along at our usual crazy pace but it's all good stuff so YEAH! 

Disney is starting to send teasers for our trip about once a week now and we are all getting excited.  This week's little package had three luggage tags with the "What will you Celebrate" theme on them. 

Munchkin wants to make sure she gets an autograph book for all her signatures and a princess dress for her breakfast with the princesses. 

I'm going to start making a list soon of what we still need to pack and take Munchkin shopping for vacation clothes (you HAVE to have a few new outfits when you go on vacation - my grandmother taught me that!) at the end of the month.  (that way, she won't have time to grow out of them before our trip!)

Well, it's time to refill my coffee cup and move on to the next project.  Later, gators!

OMGosh

it was 95 degrees in the car this afternoon.  Yes, really. 

It's April 30. 

...

welcome to Texas.  :)

Down and Out

This baby is pushing in ways that are amazingly uncomfortable.  Doesn't she realize I have an entire torso where she can spread out?  Apparently not, if this OMGosh tight stomach is any indicator. 

I called the 3D/4D ultrasound place today.  I can't wait to see this baby's face.  I was a total non-believer until I saw the video and pictures from SIL's 4D.  Oh, WOW, you could see his little face and, in that moment, I knew we wanted one when our turn came around. 

I have no idea why but Munchkin has been tearful all afternoon.  *sigh*  I don't know how to help her cheer up.  She had a good day at school and that's great.  She was very excited about her work today which is a first in a while.  She's a brilliant child and I love hearing about how she learns. 

Munchkin is standing over my shoulder, talking to me about her favorite websites and I can smell the meatloaf in the oven.  20 minutes left on the timer and I still have to come up with sides.  I'm thinking mashed potatoes and some kind of beans...or maybe corn.  corn and potatoes and meatloaf is always a good combination. 

I guess I'll get back to being mommy and get ready for dinner. 

Maybe another post later, after bedtime.

Holy Jalapenos!

Whoo, the heartburn with this pregnancy is fierce!  All day, I feel like I swallowed an entire jar of jalapenos.  It doesn't stop me from craving Mexican food, of course.  LOL

Things here are good.  21 weeks have gone by; working toward August. 

Baby doc yesterday; this little girl is going to be a soccer player; we just know it.  She likes to kick the dopplar.  She just kicked me, as I typed this. 

The neatest part about this week is that she's getting big enough I can start to feel the difference between shifting in her sleep and active moving and kicking. 

She's an opinionated little thing (I have NO idea where she gets that), loves being really active at night and has NO problem letting me know when she's ready for more Mexican food. 

I cannot wait to meet my little spitfire.  If she is anything like her father, though, her fire will be a slow simmer - lots of heat, just not outright flames like her mother. 

If you can't tell, I'm excited.  And, now that we talked Munchkin into the idea of a little sister versus a little brother (go figure), she's excited too.  (aside: At one point during our shopping, she finally leaned over to me and said, "mom, girls clothes are way cuter than boys clothes."  At that point, I knew we'd won her over.)

I mentioned to mother that we'd like to have at least 3 children; maybe 4 (total).  She told me 4 was a bunch of kids but (and who would have EVER guessed I'd say this), it's really in my heart to have a bunch of kids running around.  I think it'll be fun.  Exhausting, expensive and exasperating (just working those E-words) but FUN!

My friend, Sarah, seems to have the mothering a small herd figured out.  While I have NO desire to go the home-birth au naturel route to delivery, I think her spunky approach to parenting is AWESOME. 

Ah, 12:36 rolls around and my Outlook reminds me I'm expected at ANOTHER meeting in 20 minutes.  *sigh*

Have I mentioned I'm going part time at work this summer?
Have I mentioned I am uber-excited about it?