I just spent over an hour trying to figure out how the hell my account (both blogger and email) was "temporally disabled." Ummmmmm not cool? Especially so early in the morning. When I finally got it straighten out, some dude in FRANCE was trying to get into my email. Gmail said "no way" and shut all my shit down. Once I settled that fiasco, I was able to change all my passwords, but it's still kinda scary. Luckily though I have no personal info in my email...and it can't be accessed though my "normal" password. It's still scary!
:/ One thing about having little/bad credit is that anyone who TRIES to steal my identity can't do much harm in it.
(I can't even get a hundred dollar credit card...yea...it's THAT bad.)
Too much drama for 7:15 in the morning.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Grow up. *rant* `
Well. As some of you may or may not know, Greg's older brother-Billy- was released from jail on Monday. And although it's a very jouous occassion, it seems like all the boys in Greg's family has reverted to age 2. And unfortunately, Greg isn't immune to this growing epidemic. It's a problem, but I know it's going to eventually going to calm down. (At least, that's what I tell myself.) I realize that everyone is just happy that he is out and that as long as he doesn't mess up in the next five years, he'll have a clean record. However, I'm not enjoying all of this childish behavior.
Last night, I almost came to blows with Greg's other brother (and perhaps the biggest child of them all) Shawn. He always has something smart to say. I wasn't in the best of moods yesterday and he just pushed all my buttons. Greg actually had to get in between us at the resturant (last night was wing night). I wasn't happy with his stupid little comments or the fact that he acts like such a child. Of course, all the "boys" fed off of his immature behavior.
By the end of the night (when we got home) everyone (including Kevin and Josh-Greg's nephews) were covered in flour. And although Greg didn't start it, he didn't stay out of it either. Ughhhhhhhhh. I really wish that I didn't have to babysit my 29 year old fiancee.
Not only is Greg's family getting on my nerves...but also my family too. Apparently last week my mom and my grandpa got into it over a real non-exsistant issue. They aren't talking, and I'm sorry...it shouldn't have gotten to the point where it was. I'm sure no one is innocent in the whole matter. It all seems so silly.
Before Shawn and I got into our little spat, I recieve a call from my grandma. She told me that she didn't get me a mattress. Which, shouldn't be such a big deal. She went on to tell me that she got me something that I would get more use out of. I told her not to tell me, because I still want to be mostly suprised with my gifts at the shower. Through my entire meal I tried to figure out what she could have gotten me. After dinner, my mom calls and informs me that she got me a pack-n-play. *Sigh*. I already have THREE pack-n-plays. I'm very grateful that she got me something very nice. Although, at the same time I'm saying to myself: "She already knew I had one. And now I'm going to have to buy a mattress." (An expense that could have been avoided a long time ago. When they were on sale. A week after she promised to get us one.)
Maybe I'm just being overly dramatic. Maybe my hormones are getting to me. Maybe I should just let it go. And Lord knows I'm trying not to get all "uppity" lately. Just seems like things aren't going as smoothly as it once seemed like it was.
I just cannot fathom that time is going so fast. My shower is less than two weeks away. My due date is 75 days away. And although August 30th seems like a lifetime away...it's coming up quick! (Side note rant...my mother had the gull to tell me that I should either go early or have Boo on the weekend because if not, the kids will be in school. Well Golly Gee...if I go into labor on a Wednesday I guess I'll keep my legs closed. Sorry, but she's had three kids, she knows that you cannot calculate when the baby comes.)
*Ahem.* I guess I should just let things go. Maybe I'm more of a control freak than what I thought I was.
Here's a few pictures from the past few weeks. Notice the ever expanding belly.
28 weeks. I forgot to take a pic at 27 weeks...oops!
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Monday, June 14, 2010
Where did the time go?
Again my absence shouldn't have been as long as it was. A few days after we got back, our internet box crapped out. Which was fine. We figured it wouldn't take almost 3 weeks to get another. Seriously. Comcast kept pulling our leg. What was supposed to be one business day turned into a lot longer. Finally, I went down to the office to complain and they told me that the next time they would be able to come out and hook it up would be until June 27th! (the last day we had the Internet was May 18th....soooo yea.) When I told them that we wouldn't be paying for the Internet services, they suddenly found a much earlier date.
However...we got a lot of stuff done in that time. I finally cleaned the entire bedroom. There was nothing on the floor. The floors were vacuumed. I dusted. I folded laundry. I found laundry that I didn't realize we had- including about 20 pairs of Greg's socks that "disappeared". For the most part, our bedroom is still mostly clean. Although, I do have hurricane Greg that sometimes throws something on the floor and he just leaves it. Biggest. Annoyance. Ever. After I cleaned the room, we rearranged the furniture. We now have a ton more room. And it just seems to "flow" better. We do have one issue, and that's the computer desk. All I know is that Greg "promised" to fix the situation yesterday, and it's still not done. I'll give him until tonight to get it done, or I'll do it my way, and he will have to fix it. :D
Downside to my nesting is that boo's room is completely trashed. If I could only motivate my wonderful fiancee to get rid of some of the junk that he still has. But no, since his parents keep everything, so does he. Oyyyy.
Pregnancy wise...everything is going great! I started to worry around my 24th week appointment. I was told that I was going to take my glucose tolerance test. (They give you a super sugary drink and you have to sit there for one hour and then they test your blood to see how your body is processing the glucose.) I was worried about the drink the most. With my doctor's office, if you throw up the drink (it can happen) you have failed and you will have to take the longer three hour test. All I knew is that I didn't want to take that test. Luckily, I got through the one hour test with minimal side effects. Although I felt like crud or literally 3 days, I knew that if I failed, I could make it through the three hour.
I passed! Barely. But I still passed. *does a happy dance*
At my 28th week appointment I saw just how much weight I gained, again. But they said as long as I'm eating as healthy as I can, and I'm not over indulging my sweet tooth, that there isn't much I can do. The baby is going to start gaining weight like crazy. That's just how it is. So. I'm just going to try to manage my weight as much as I can.
Little man has now found my ribs and kicks them on a regular basis. He gets hiccups and it feels so weird. The funniest thing is though, if I'm laying on my side holding Greg he will kick super hard. I think little man doesn't like to be touched. Whenever we touch my belly, he goes nuts. He does less flips and more kicks and jabs. He likes to keep me up at night which makes me even more tired during the day.
All I can say is that I'm officially 29 weeks today. And that means 77 days to go. Where did the time go?
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
However...we got a lot of stuff done in that time. I finally cleaned the entire bedroom. There was nothing on the floor. The floors were vacuumed. I dusted. I folded laundry. I found laundry that I didn't realize we had- including about 20 pairs of Greg's socks that "disappeared". For the most part, our bedroom is still mostly clean. Although, I do have hurricane Greg that sometimes throws something on the floor and he just leaves it. Biggest. Annoyance. Ever. After I cleaned the room, we rearranged the furniture. We now have a ton more room. And it just seems to "flow" better. We do have one issue, and that's the computer desk. All I know is that Greg "promised" to fix the situation yesterday, and it's still not done. I'll give him until tonight to get it done, or I'll do it my way, and he will have to fix it. :D
Downside to my nesting is that boo's room is completely trashed. If I could only motivate my wonderful fiancee to get rid of some of the junk that he still has. But no, since his parents keep everything, so does he. Oyyyy.
Pregnancy wise...everything is going great! I started to worry around my 24th week appointment. I was told that I was going to take my glucose tolerance test. (They give you a super sugary drink and you have to sit there for one hour and then they test your blood to see how your body is processing the glucose.) I was worried about the drink the most. With my doctor's office, if you throw up the drink (it can happen) you have failed and you will have to take the longer three hour test. All I knew is that I didn't want to take that test. Luckily, I got through the one hour test with minimal side effects. Although I felt like crud or literally 3 days, I knew that if I failed, I could make it through the three hour.
I passed! Barely. But I still passed. *does a happy dance*
At my 28th week appointment I saw just how much weight I gained, again. But they said as long as I'm eating as healthy as I can, and I'm not over indulging my sweet tooth, that there isn't much I can do. The baby is going to start gaining weight like crazy. That's just how it is. So. I'm just going to try to manage my weight as much as I can.
Little man has now found my ribs and kicks them on a regular basis. He gets hiccups and it feels so weird. The funniest thing is though, if I'm laying on my side holding Greg he will kick super hard. I think little man doesn't like to be touched. Whenever we touch my belly, he goes nuts. He does less flips and more kicks and jabs. He likes to keep me up at night which makes me even more tired during the day.
All I can say is that I'm officially 29 weeks today. And that means 77 days to go. Where did the time go?
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Picture Tuesday. *Pic Heavy*
I kind of feel bad that I didn't take pictures while we were on "vacation". It just didn't seem right, and I didn't want to post anything on facebook saying that we were broke and things were kind of up in the air. The people I wanted to know knew and that was it. So we didn't take pictures for my 23rd or 24th week. But I'm back this week with my 25th week pictures! YAY!
I've accepted the fact that I look a lot further than what I am. And the fact that I look huge 24/7. The only thing that I really don't like is the fact that I'm starting to just put on weight everywhere. I noticed especially in my thighs that I'm gaining weight. And the fact that my ring no longer fits still bums me out. Although I can wear my "back up" ring, it's not the same.
The nurse that I absolutely love at my doctor's office told me about a women they treated last year. She lost a baby at 15 weeks. And 6 weeks after she lost that child, she was pregnant again. Now, she got pregnant a lot faster than me, but she put on a lot of water weight. She went from about 110lbs to 230 in her pregnancy. Yes, that's a lot of weight, and no I'm not expecting to put on 120lbs. However, the nurse explained to me, that although I'm gaining weight, there is a small possibility that it's mostly water. She agreed that I might have put on a little fat, but it might be water. I don't know if it's true or not, but it's a little glimmer of hope that I'm not just an elephant.
Although I am positive that I will lose weight after the pregnancy, I'm more concerned about possible problems while I'm still pregnant. I'm deathly afraid of gestational diabetes and preeclampsia. And every time that little man doesn't move for more than a period of 45 minutes I start to worry. I know my weight is a big issue on me and him. All I can do is continue to eat as healthy as I can and avoid stress as much as possible. I've been working out more and more. But lately it's been really hard. I don't know if it's because the third trimester is starting to knock on the door or not, but I'm always exhausted. I've definitely started nesting and thinking I need to make sure everything is ready for him like yesterday. We haven't touched the nursery since we set up the carpet and crib.
I just look at the calendar and say...15 more weeks or so...it doesn't seem like enough time.
I know time is going so fast, but it can't go fast enough. I can't wait to meet my little man. He's becoming more and more active every day and to me, there's nothing that can replace that little "bump bump bump" feeling. The other day after not being active for about 3 days straight, I really started to panic. I didn't want to worry though, because maybe he was just in a weird spot. So I laid down and was watching a show about Will Smith. (Side note...he's so MMMMM) They were talking about his oldest son, Jayden. I said to myself out loud: "I like the name Jayden Alexander." You would think I just gave Boo a tablespoon full of sugar. He went nuts. Started kicking and punching and flipping around...and it was throughout my entire belly. After about 10 minutes *yes, he was going nuts for 10 minutes straight* he finally calmed down. Well, I said the name out loud again. This time I got the same response but for not nearly as long. When I told Greg this, of course he had to feel for himself. Sure enough, hours later, the same thing happened.
Did our son agree to a name? I don't want to keep calling him the name (although if I say it, he will respond) just in case we don't name him Jayden after all. I don't want to confuse the little man. But I do think we found a new number 1 favorite.
Greg was definitely being very cute last night. He really is getting excited about the arrival. I think he's getting really nervous too. With every day that passes he seems to realize that we're a day closer to "D-Day". I even caught him watching a baby show the other day. Although I personally can't watch a live birth, he can. (I see no point in me watching one, because I'm not going to be able to see over my belly when he comes out. And I'm already scared so I don't want to freak myself out.) He kids about being at the bar while I'm pushing the baby out, but I know that he's going to be right next to me probably bawling more than anyone else.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
I've accepted the fact that I look a lot further than what I am. And the fact that I look huge 24/7. The only thing that I really don't like is the fact that I'm starting to just put on weight everywhere. I noticed especially in my thighs that I'm gaining weight. And the fact that my ring no longer fits still bums me out. Although I can wear my "back up" ring, it's not the same. The nurse that I absolutely love at my doctor's office told me about a women they treated last year. She lost a baby at 15 weeks. And 6 weeks after she lost that child, she was pregnant again. Now, she got pregnant a lot faster than me, but she put on a lot of water weight. She went from about 110lbs to 230 in her pregnancy. Yes, that's a lot of weight, and no I'm not expecting to put on 120lbs. However, the nurse explained to me, that although I'm gaining weight, there is a small possibility that it's mostly water. She agreed that I might have put on a little fat, but it might be water. I don't know if it's true or not, but it's a little glimmer of hope that I'm not just an elephant.
I just look at the calendar and say...15 more weeks or so...it doesn't seem like enough time.
Did our son agree to a name? I don't want to keep calling him the name (although if I say it, he will respond) just in case we don't name him Jayden after all. I don't want to confuse the little man. But I do think we found a new number 1 favorite.
Now, Greg and I were planning on getting maternity pictures done. Nothing fancy, just a little package at Wal-mart. But since money is low, we're no longer doing them. But I must say, this is my favorite picture so far. I don't need anything fancy. I just need my digital and my hubby and my big ol' belly.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Monday, May 17, 2010
Stress Can Harm You...
As most of you might know, I tend to stress out a lot. I've been trying to calm my nerves for this pregnancy because I know that stress isn't good for me or Boo. Although I had my ups and downs...I was doing alright until about two and a half weeks ago. (A Wednesday) The power was shut off because of a hugely unpaid bill. Now, it wouldn't be so bad if someone didn't take it so lightly. Greg's dad thought it was kinda funny...and told us not to worry, that the power would be back on by that Monday. Greg was obviously upset and we took shelter in a motel nearby. Monday rolls around...no power...Wednesday rolls around...STILL no power. Greg's dad told us that he needed more money after we already gave him enough for a down payment on the bill. By this point, the baby fund is completely gone and Greg only has a few dollars.
It will take 15 days for the money to come in and the power to be turned on.
I. Am. Not. Impressed.
Greg and I have been looking for our own place for around seven months now. But it's been extremely hard. Neither Greg or I want to live in the city because of all of the bad things you hear about it. And honestly I don't want my child to go to an inner city school. However, we don't have the money to do so. We're stuck. And there doesn't seem like any way to change the situation for at least a year and a half.
Blehhhhh I friggen HATE being broke. (I know I'm not alone in this feeling.)
Anyway, with all of these money problems and not sure what's going on, I was stressed out. Unfortunately for me, apparently when you stress out you can make your limbs swell. And you can make them swell to gross proportions and make you stress out even MORE. When I went to my last appointment, although everything was normal (except for my giant butt) I was told that I need to moderate my stress because it's not good to have. Even if my blood pressure is normal I could still develop pre-e just because of my stress level.
'Cause I didn't have anything that could stress me out in the past five minutes...thanks Doc.
I go for my glucose test in two weeks and I'm nervous about it. Although I don't have diabetes, I have a lot of family members who do. And my mom had "sugar in the urine" when she had my sister. I'm worried that I have it because of all the weight I gained. I know I could eat a diabetic diet but I don't want any other problems. I know even if I failed the one hour test I'm going to have a big baby...and they might not let me have a vaginal birth. But only time will tell.
Not only am I worried about that test, I am worried about a possible problem. I was having some sharp pains at the side of my stomach. I brushed it off like it was nothing, but the doctor I had at the appointment told me that if it's not better by the next visit they are going to have to ultrasound my gull bladder. OY!
Well, now it's off to clean and get things packed up for my yard sale.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
It will take 15 days for the money to come in and the power to be turned on.
I. Am. Not. Impressed.
Greg and I have been looking for our own place for around seven months now. But it's been extremely hard. Neither Greg or I want to live in the city because of all of the bad things you hear about it. And honestly I don't want my child to go to an inner city school. However, we don't have the money to do so. We're stuck. And there doesn't seem like any way to change the situation for at least a year and a half.
Blehhhhh I friggen HATE being broke. (I know I'm not alone in this feeling.)
Anyway, with all of these money problems and not sure what's going on, I was stressed out. Unfortunately for me, apparently when you stress out you can make your limbs swell. And you can make them swell to gross proportions and make you stress out even MORE. When I went to my last appointment, although everything was normal (except for my giant butt) I was told that I need to moderate my stress because it's not good to have. Even if my blood pressure is normal I could still develop pre-e just because of my stress level.
'Cause I didn't have anything that could stress me out in the past five minutes...thanks Doc.
I go for my glucose test in two weeks and I'm nervous about it. Although I don't have diabetes, I have a lot of family members who do. And my mom had "sugar in the urine" when she had my sister. I'm worried that I have it because of all the weight I gained. I know I could eat a diabetic diet but I don't want any other problems. I know even if I failed the one hour test I'm going to have a big baby...and they might not let me have a vaginal birth. But only time will tell.
Not only am I worried about that test, I am worried about a possible problem. I was having some sharp pains at the side of my stomach. I brushed it off like it was nothing, but the doctor I had at the appointment told me that if it's not better by the next visit they are going to have to ultrasound my gull bladder. OY!
Well, now it's off to clean and get things packed up for my yard sale.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
Friday, May 14, 2010
I'm back!
After 15 days *yes, I've counted* I'm back. I'll give a more in depth post early next week...but here's the run down.
*I've been told that I must watch my stress level. If not for possible early signs of pre-e but also because BH are painful and that could cause pre-term delivery.
*I love Greg, but he's getting on my nerves.
*I've come to realize that I am, in fact, a whiny bitchy little girl who just needs to hold her tongue every once in a while.
*Solitaire is no longer fun after the 500th game played by yourself.
*Boo will give me a heart attack before he comes.
*Speaking of boo, he might have named himself yesterday.
*I really don't mind doing laundry at a Laundromat...except for the price. And I like doing laundry in the middle of the night.
*I cannot believe that I gained another seven pounds.
*Not really looking forward to my glucose tolerance test.
That'll be it for now...but until next time:
~MommyToBee
*I've been told that I must watch my stress level. If not for possible early signs of pre-e but also because BH are painful and that could cause pre-term delivery.
*I love Greg, but he's getting on my nerves.
*I've come to realize that I am, in fact, a whiny bitchy little girl who just needs to hold her tongue every once in a while.
*Solitaire is no longer fun after the 500th game played by yourself.
*Boo will give me a heart attack before he comes.
*Speaking of boo, he might have named himself yesterday.
*I really don't mind doing laundry at a Laundromat...except for the price. And I like doing laundry in the middle of the night.
*I cannot believe that I gained another seven pounds.
*Not really looking forward to my glucose tolerance test.
That'll be it for now...but until next time:
~MommyToBee
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Good Grief...I'm "Popping"!
On Saturday when we went to the flea market we stopped at a vendor for some *delicious* chicken. He looked at me and when "So...when are you popping?" It kinda caught me off guard...since I never had a stranger come up to me and ask that. But it was also good...sicne now I know I "offically" look more pregnant than fat. His mother walks up and says: "Oh...that's a HEALTHY baby." I resisted giving her a dirty look, but she chimed in: "I mean, you are carrying well...that means it's a healthy baby." Even she realized how a crazy hormonal pregnant women could take that sentence. I like her.
When we went home Greg's mom even pointed out that I look, in fact, that I suddenly "popped" out. Which, if you asked me, I think I "popped" out a little earlier...but I guess it's just more noticeable now.
So, 22 weeks...this is what I look like!
(Okay, so apparently my pictures don't like me and the decided to show up really small...this is the "x-large" setting.)
I know I have a dumb face, but I just got off the phone with my Mother...and I was still pretty heated and a little angry. I look so HUGE. It doesn't help that I'm offically hungry every second. It's really hard to resist. But I think I'm doing a good job. It doesn't help that the medicines I'm taking also causes weight gain. But I've been getting out more and moving around more, so hopefully that will help.
This is Greg's favorite picture. I think because it's so natural? I didn't even realize he took the picture until he told me to do it again on the other side. I didn't even notice the flash going off. What can I say? I can't get enough of my belly.
You can't really see the stretch marks but you can definately see that although I bitch alot and I rant about everything...I'm enjoying myself and this pregnancy. It's hard but I already know it's all worth it. Now if only I could figure out a way to keep my ring permately on my finger instead of having to wear it on a chain around my neck. It's really bumming me out. I've had a ring on my finger since June 10th 2009 and I feel naked without it. But it's getting harder and harder to put it on and take it off. I just hope it's not a sign of my blood pressure rising. :( That would add insult to injury.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
When we went home Greg's mom even pointed out that I look, in fact, that I suddenly "popped" out. Which, if you asked me, I think I "popped" out a little earlier...but I guess it's just more noticeable now.
So, 22 weeks...this is what I look like!
(Okay, so apparently my pictures don't like me and the decided to show up really small...this is the "x-large" setting.)
I know I have a dumb face, but I just got off the phone with my Mother...and I was still pretty heated and a little angry. I look so HUGE. It doesn't help that I'm offically hungry every second. It's really hard to resist. But I think I'm doing a good job. It doesn't help that the medicines I'm taking also causes weight gain. But I've been getting out more and moving around more, so hopefully that will help.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
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