Again, here comes the weekend. Seems like without fail the weekend comes around and something's happening. This weekend isn't big for me, but for Greg. He l-o-v-e-s the first day of trout. I must admit, I'm kind of bummed that I can't go along. It looks like so much fun, and Greg always has a good time. I know it's for the best. That they usually go in some backwoods little hole, with no potty, and it's going to be all men. I remember last year at this time. The night before trout season started. We both tried to stay up all night, and then at 2 am he left me. I held onto him, begging him not to go. (I even played dirty and tried to lure him with promises of things he likes.) But nope, he went. And caught some big trout. He told me that he had some of the best trout he ever caught.
I can't believe in a year how much things have changed.
Here we are: 5 months pregnant, engaged, living together, and trying not to kill one another. Last year he was unemployed. Now I'm the one without a job and he's the one who's bringing home the bacon. (only when the bacon is on sale, of course) Greg and I went through a lot the past year. People trying to get in between us. The loss of a child. We had to deal with me being sick, and not knowing what will happen.
I probably couldn't do it without him.
I kind of love that man a lot. I hope he knows. He got my heart now, forever and always.
Let me just say that craigslist is pretty effing awesome. We bought a crib back in like January (?) for real cheap. When we went to go see it, it looked pretty good, and it had the main feature that I wanted. I wanted a drop side, and they are hard to find. It looked old, it looked like it was used well and the price was pretty good. Well fast foward to now when I see newer cribs that I love. And then I realize that our first purchace wasn't such a great one. The crib we first bought would have done the job, but it wasn't in my mind, safe. Even the couple we bought it from said they got it from a second-hand store. So, on the side Greg and I started looking for a new one.
And last night, we found it. It is beautiful. It's cherry. :) (And of course they already took down the ad) The only thing it doesn't convert to a toddler bed, but that's okay.
It's gorgeous. And I'm going to make it look like a million bucks.
'Cause Mommy is getting excited for the little one. I'm offically saying it's one week until we find out the gender. The other women I know who are due in August already found out what they are having...so I better find out too. Or I'll be majorly upset. :)
I'm off to greet the day. I think I'm gonna go for another walk today. It's just too beautiful not to go out.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
I'm not going to post an actual post today. Just for the simple fact that I'm too annoyed and frustrated with a certain family member. And I don't feel like I should post when I don't know how I'm going to deal with this situation. Buttttttt: that doesn't mean that I can't post my belly pictures! (Ohhhh and fishing pictures too!)
So pretty. So rocky. Not a good place to fish. Especially if you're in a chair and your fiancee doesn't tell you that you're about fall into when it breaks.
As if I didn't think I was a hippo already....
Jenn's Hubs. I don't think he realized that I took this picture.
The only catch of the day was a 13 inch large mouth bass. It was thrown back...but it wasn't caught by one of these two men....
It was Jenn! Go cripple kid!
Alright...belly pictures. 18 weeks. We're almost halfway there. Good grief. Although, I love my belly.
I just wish I could see my feet. And no, I'm not sticking my belly out...this is literally what I see when I look down.
My feet have gone missing. There is a reward out if anyone can return them to me.
Sorry about the goofy face, but I must say, I even love my strech marks. I can definately tell that I'm more baby then fat even though it might not come off that way 100% of the time. I feel like I got a lot wider. Which is something that I want to work on post-baby. I've already started doing research for how to take off the pounds once the baby is done baking.
I know it's a long shot...but I want to lose about 80lbs after the baby. And yes, that number might go up depending on how much I put on already. According to what I have written down, I put on 13lbs so far. I'm sure it's way more than that.
That's all for today, until next time:
~MommyToBee
...First let me say, I cannot write today. Seriously...I can't get my thoughts into a good entry. So I appologize in advance if I seem all over the place.
It was a good weekend! It was the first day of SPRING on Saturday. And I got to celebrate it by fishing. Didn't catch a damn thing. Got a few bites though. Greg caught a catfish and let it go. He was pretty excited that he was able to get something the first time out. I gotta love my redneck. He's kinda amazing in the fact that he can find a silver lining in any cloud. He's not negative, like me, and a whole lot calmer.
Sunday we went shopping. And I'm now convinced that I want a new crib. By new I mean, I want a BRAND new one. I found one at Burlington Coat Factory that I fell in love with. Too bad it's 260 dollars. It sure is beautiful though. I've started to look at bedding for the baby. Momma told me that she's going to buy the bedding, any bedding I want. But they're so expensive! Some bedding is more than a crib. I know I want animals...but there's so many different types. Greg tells me not to worry about it until we find out what we're having...but I want some sort of idea to give to my mom. I think when I come up that weekend, we're going to go shopping for the bedding. Maybe I can convince her to shop online? Stores don't always have a wide selection, and I don't want to be there when she does buy it. I want a suprise.
The only thing that I have decided that I need to have is a rocking/ glider chair. This to be exact. I figure I'm going to be spending a lot of time in that chair. I'm going to need something a little comfotable. I can't nurse in a computer chair. And I could always use the bed, but I won't be able to sit up for long periods of time. Sooooo a glider is the best thing.
I'm also getting pretty sick and tired of other people telling me what to do. Especially Greg's family. That I shouldn't eat half a brownie because it's cafeine and the baby shouldn't have cafeine. Or that I shouldn't be wearing flip flops. Or that I shouldn't take the city bus to walmart because I want a day away from the house. Or that the kicks that I'm feeling from the OUTSIDE (*squeal!* more about that soon) is just gas. And my favorite...that Greg shouldn't use the new back massager (best idea he has ever had) on my achy back because it will "shake the baby's brains and turn it into scrambled eggs." *Blank stare.* (This is half of my child's DNA. I'm actually a little worried now.) I know now to push myself until the point of where I'm so tired that I can barely move. I'm not doing anything that the doctor didn't say I could do. Granted, my diet could use a little help. Mainly because I'm getting hungry all the time. And if I don't have any healthy snacks I usually go for something that's not the healthiest. But seriously? I'm allowed to have peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Do not try to "smack" it out of my hands. You'll lose a finger.
Soooo mildstone! The other day I was laying in bed and had my hand on my belly. Suddenly it felt like something "pushed" my fingers up. So I lifted up my hand and put it back down. And again it happened...but this time my belly got hard in that little spot. I figured it was just a muscle spasm and didn't pay much mind. The next night Greg and I were laying down to go to bed. I had my hand on my belly like always and it happend again...but it was more rapid. I pulled Greg's hand on that spot and he felt it too! It was a quick little *kick kick kick kick* but it felt sooo good. I knew I wasn't imagining it, because it wasn't just me anymore. Little Baby Boo is quite active. I still don't feel it fully from the inside, but I sure can feel it from outside. It's pretty awesome. :)
Well, I gotta go back to bed. It's pretty yucky outside and that makes for a very sleepy mommy.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
