Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Bumpdate

Went to the doctor today. I'm measuring at 371/2 weeks. Still right on track! He's rotated around from the left side of my belly to the left side. Still head down.
The doctor also thinks he might be one of the longest babies she's ever delivered. Sweet!

Ode to My Prenatal Masseuse

Heavy baby
weighing down my body
Soreness all around

Fat feet
Aching back
Throbbing Sciatic
Always tired

Just wanting to be rescued.

Soothing music,
Lots of propping pillows
Gentle hands
Easing away my pain.

The feet swell down
the back stops aching
Sciatic throbs no more
I'm asleep.

Whoops.
I snored.
You're that good.

The Value of a Good Thank You Note.

To me, there's nothing more important than the value of getting a thank you card in the mail.
Since we could write, my mom always made sure my brother and I sent thank you notes.
Even the simplest thank you note will brighten someone's day!
I will admit, though, that I have been known to get carried away with the thank yous. You might even say I get a little obsessed with them.
For example: Jeff and I received over 300 fabulous and generous gifts for our wedding. Now, its "custom" that the bride and groom have that whole first year of their marriage to send out thank you notes.
Well me being the obsessive person that I am started them the second we flew out for our honeymoon the Monday after our wedding. I finished half of them on the six hour flight there and the rest of them on the six and a half flight back. Huzzah!
I'm the type that even if I don't know you very well and you've gone out of your way to get mew a gift or do something nice for me, I'll still include a little personal aspect in that thank you note to let you know how much it meant to me/us.

I'm not the typical: Thank you for the gift. That was thoughtful of you. Sarah

I'm more the: Thank you so much for the wonderful gift. The baby diapers will be so useful in the next months to come! I'm so happy you were able to come to my baby shower and I can't wait for you to come and visit us once we've had the baby. Love Sarah.

If I let thank you notes go more than a week out before I've sent them or even written them, I tend to go a little crazy! Which is probably why I'm writing this blog right now...I have two thank you notes with no addresses and I'm DYING to get them sent out.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Movie Madness

1. Pick 16 of your favorite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.

Can I stump any of you??????

1) Oooooh candycorn! Here, let me help you to finish it.

2) Oh if I just wasn't a lady, WHAT I wouldn't tell that varmit.

3) Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was ever going somewhere, I was running!

4) L: How's your leg?
J: Hurts a little.
L: Your stomach?
J: Empty as a football.
L: And your love life?
J: Not too active.
L: Anything else bothering you?
J: Uh-huh, who are you?


5) A wedding? I love weddings. Drinks all around!

6) Luther said I could learn some things from you. I already know how to drink.

7) Aim careful, and look the devil in the eye.

8) A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really... ”Do the stars gaze back?" Now *that's* a question.


/) Y: Are you talking to that squirrel?
K: I was a junior chipmunk, uh, and I had to be versed in all the woodland creatures.
K: Please continue.
Y: Why me? Why me? Why me? Why...?
K: Hey, it doesn't always have to be about you. This poor little guy's had it rough. Seems a talking llama gave him a hard time the other day.
Y: Oh, a talking llama? Do tell.
K: Uh, he doesn't really wanna talk to you.
Y: Well, then *you* ask him.
K: [sigh] Hate being in the middle.
K:Squeaky, uh, squeak, sqeaker, squeakin'.


10) KA:Look, you stupid Bastard. You've got no arms left.
BK: Yes I have.
KA: *Look*!
BK: It's just a flesh wound.

11) INCONCEIVABLE.

12) In the end its all nice.

13) What we do in life echos in eternity.

14) GH: Oh Sam, let me take a look at you. Fred, she's gotten her boobies.
GF: I better get my magnifying glass. Ha Ha Ha.
GH: Oh, and they are so PERKY.
S: I can't believe my grandmother actually felt me up.


15) We're going streaking

16) Alright, we have a piper who's down. It's alright, he's just pissed. We have a piper down, I repeat, a piper is down!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Lucy the Goose

Her royal highness

Countdown to Baby

We are now down to weekly doctor's appointments. Its getting SO close!
Went in yesterday for an exam and according to my doctor I'm 1 centimeter dilated and about 50% effaced. This is apparently good and means I'm right on track!
Woo!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

You know you're pregnant when...


We had another doctor's appointment yesterday.

I'm measuring a little ahead of 34 weeks- but that doesn't really mean anything because the baby will come when he wants to.

It's amazing how my body has just all of the sudden decided to change.

1. I'm quite swollen now no matter how much water I drink the ankles still swell.

2. My joints hurt and hurt and hurt. Especially my wrists and my fingers!

3. Tired...all...the...time...could...sleep...for...days...if...I...didn't..have...to...pee...so...much

4. Food- not as appealing as it once was. I'm running out of stomach room!

5. Referring back to room- the baby doesn't have a whole heck of a lot- when he moves my whole stomach pretty much moves now. It reminds me of the movie Alien (except I know that the baby won't spring forth from my chest cavity with the intent to kill).

6. My mind. Have you seen it? I could have sworn I just saw it walking around here somewhere. What's that? You say its still attached to my head- are you sure? I haven't heard from it in a while and it didn't really help me out when I was putting away laundry and decided that the fridge would be the perfect place to keep socks.

7. My emotions. Randomly crying in Costco or getting all weepy when I'm watching A Baby Story. Yep- it has begun. Lord help me.

8. My body. It feels like a huge blob. I can hardly get up on my own and persistently have to wake Jeff up to help me roll out of bed just so I can go to the bathroom.

9. My maternity clothes no longer fit. That one kills me.

10. Where are my feet? I used to be able to see them.


Its just so amazing to me how everything has gradually changed along the way! I'm completely fascinated and entertained by the changes.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

For fun


This is something someone sent me: I had to list 25 random things about myself. It was VERY hard!

1.. I'm almost 100% Scottish with the exception of a little German on my maternal Grandmother's side.

2. I hit the snooze button a total of three times before I get up in the morning. No more and no less.

3. I am extremely close to nearly every single aunt, uncle, cousin and grandparent on both sides of my family. There's more than 75 of us and I have all their birthdays memorized.

4. I'm addicted to greeting cards. I love buying them and sending them and truly believe that they can make anyone's day just a little bit brighter.

5. I DO NOT eat fish or coconut- its all about the texture.

6. I'm addicted to HGTV.

7. I was attacked by a dalmation when I was 4. He bit me on the butt and drug me halfway around the block before my mom caught him. Needless to say, I don't like dalmations.

8. I've moved a total of 4 times in my life. Great Falls to Cincinnati, Cincinnati to Great Falls, Great Falls to Phoenix and then Phoenix to Missoula for college.

9. I don't look like anyone in my immediate family. My parents and brother have dark skin and dark hair.

10. I contracted an old persons illness called pluracy in high school. It was one of the most painful experiences of my life.

11. Including my husband Jeff, I have only seriously dated three guys.

12. I talk to both of my parents at least three times a day.

13. I love to watch cartoons- especially the old ones with Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd.

14. I have a sick addiction to vacuuming and loading the dishwasher.

15. I've had the same great group of friends since I was in third grade- adding one or two more great ones along the way.

16. I have an intense fear of bears. If I'm near one, like even at the zoo I start to freak out. I have nightmares about being mauled by a bear.

17. I once wanted to be a firewoman or a dermatologist.

18. My family once got caught in a shootout in Fort Benton. Surprisingly, my former roomate and one of my closest friends Rachel, was also caught in the same shootout. This guy went a little nuts and was trying to chop down some trees in a residential neighborhood- when a cop arrived he shot him with a rifle and ended up shooting I think two more people before getting shot in the head. My family was at my dad's company picnic across the street at a park- Rachel was at the public pool by the park. We were stuck behind a turned over picnic bench for an hour before more cops arrived to get us out of there.

19. I'm not very political and don't voice my opinions too loudly- unless you ask.

20. I love cereal and could eat it for every meal.

21. I eventually want to work in college athletics.

22. I have a photographic memory when it comes to directions.

23. Jeff was the first and only guy I've ever really loved.

24. I used to collect pogs and Archie comics when I was younger. And yes, when I go home to Phoenix, I still read some of those comics.

25.I am planning on training for a triathalon in 2010. Go me!

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Dang

It has recently been brought to my attention that the only t-shirts that fit me anymore are my husbands. Sadness and yes, I'm getting THAT big.

Tsk Tsk


So today at work, Michael Phelps seemed to be the hot topic among some of my co-workers.

As some of you know, the gold-medal winning swimmer was recently photographed smoking pot from a bong.


I am teeter-tottering back a forth a bit on how I feel about this...


1. If you think about it, for the past eight years of his life (if not more) Phelps has constantly been training. He hasn't really ever gotten to experience life the way that you or I might have. His life has been filled with strict diets and workouts and the constant pressure to win and make a faster time. So, in that sense, I understand if he wants to let loose a little bit and actually live life as a somewhat normal 23-year-old.


2. To oppose that. Since Beijing, the man has become a huge role model for children and adults around the world. He stands for strength, commitment and determination...now how does this picture that he and the media have built him up to be pan out when he's got a bong in his mouth?

Also, the man has signed something like $200 million dollars in endorsement deals- he's lucky if he doesn't lose any of them. In signing that though, he projects himself and his image out to the media. If he wants everything to keep going his way- the man had better get his act together and quit being seen in strip clubs or smoking the Bermuda Grass.


I understand that he wants to have a little bit of fun, but really now, surrendering to the stupidity of a narcotic is just a sign of weakness...perhaps a sign of giving into peer pressure. This is not the type of role model the world needs.


Get your act together Phelps.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Let Me Catch You Up











Well! It has been awhile since I've posted anything.
Our lives have been whirlwind all of the sudden!

Jeff and I moved into a lovely new house. We are FINALLY getting settled and organized. Our biggest project is buying a washer and dryer. We have been on the prowl trying to find the best one for the best price and I think we finally found the pair that we're going to buy and probably will do so today! Scary though because that's a lot of money that could reeeeeally go toward other stuff right now! Dang it!

One week after moving, I packed my suitcase and headed to Las Vegas for a quick girls weekend. My good friend Jen is Miss Montana and so myself, my mom and a bunch of my friends all flew to Vegas to cheer her on in the Miss America pageant.

That was quite an experience- especially while pregnant. I don't think I will ever go on another trip like that again when I'm 32 weeks pregnant. My feet were so swollen the whole time and I will admit- I might have been a tad bit crabby because I wanted to go out and I couldn't and I wanted to buy stuff but I couldn't (who knew that Vegas wouldn't have one single maternity store on the strip). I came home with more money than I anticipated though- so I guess that was a plus.

The big excitement of the trip was getting to go to In N Out Burger. If you haven't already heard this, I've been craving In N Out Burger since Jeff and I left Phoenix. It has been an un-fading craving that has nearly driven me over the edge. Thank heavens I made it there three times during my trip or I'm pretty sure my head would have exploded!

On the baby. I'm going to be 34 weeks pregnant tomorrow. That's only 3 more weeks until I'm considered full term and 6 more weeks until my actual due date. Wowza! We have the baby room probably 75% done. All of the furniture is set up- now I just need to have my two baby showers to hopefully fill up the rest of the room with all of that fun stuff! Baby and I are doing well. He is a moving machine! His favorite position is with his little feet hooked under my right rib cage. This has done wonders for my posture as I can't slouch without being incredibly uncomfortable. He's also taken to happily kicking my bladder throughout the day which sends me scrambling to the bathroom.