Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Call me Poky-hontas

I am getting increasingly slower. I start out at a medium pace each morning, but by night, the steam has run completely out of my engine.
But an even larger issue than that (no pun intended), is the fact that I can only fit into 50% of restaurant booths anymore. On the don't list is California Dreaming, Baldinos, El Kiosko and most recently...Outback. I might be embarrassed, if I wasn't so proud of my belly.
At this point, it is imperative that I focus on the impending joy I will feel when baby arrives. Otherwise, I would be buried in this physical misery and torture that pregnancy has given me. I am convinced that God does this on purpose to ensure that mom's are motivated for baby's arrival.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

35 Weeks

Today we have exactly 4 weeks to go until baby time. Addison is fully developed physically by this week. Now all she has to do is get fat for 4 weeks..lol. Wouldn't it be nice to just have 4 weeks to get fat..and be praised for it?! Delivery is definitely scheduled for 7:30 a.m. on October 23rd.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Mean World

Have you been to the gas station lately? I did yesterday. I remember when gas was 80 cents a gallon. Now we're hovering at nearly $5.00 a gallon. So when gas was $3.65 over the river in SC, there was quite a run on the stations. I was one of the runners. Long lines of cars circled the station on all sides. It was a traffic nightmare. Now..all of us need gas, that's why we're there and yet one older woman was very sure she was the most important person there. She pulled in front of me, grill to grill, trying to get out of the station. Insisting that I back my car up to let her out, she laid on the horn. I was willing to comply with her insistance, but apparently I wasn't moving fast enough because even while I was backing up, she continued to bear down on the horn until I was able to move my car enough to satisfy the immense space that she needed to pull her large SUV through. The thought crossed my mind to actually get out of the car and tell that woman what I thought. And yet, the fact that I'm carrying around my child actually made me stop and think a minute....exactly what good would that do?

Today the depravity of human kind raised its ugly head again as a tenant was rude to me for no apparent reason other than the fact that I'd asked him to not litter cigarette butts on the lawn of one of my properties. There were literally 200 butts in my flower beds and in the grass. And yet, the mere suggestion that he take responsibility for his actions was absurd.to him. Again, although I really wanted to cuss him out and tell him how disrespectful he was being to someone who has never been disrespectful to him, I refrained and took the high road..and said nothing.

The day is coming, when I will not be able to restrain myself in these situations and that's scary. And yet, the economy is in turmoil, job loss is at an all time high, everything from a gallon of milk to insurance premiums has skyrocketed to the point where basic living is stretching the common man to the brink. So it does not surprise me that the world is getting meaner by the day....and I along with it.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

34 weeks along

This is my 34 week belly. The popper is out...I think I'm done. LOL

The Finished Nursery

Many people have been waiting to see the nursery. I finally finished it last weekend. It's such a fun and cozy room now. I kinda wish I'd have left a bed in there so I could sleep there as well. :)

Monday, September 15, 2008

Baby Shower 3

My sister, Sandra, threw me a final baby shower. We had a blast! She really went above and beyond from the decorations to the the food and the gifts. I was surrounded by so many friends and family that it it really was the best day. I was "showered" with wonderful gifts..moreso than I could have imagined. I'm sure Addison is going to be the best dressed little gal around. My favorite items so far are those teeny tiny socks! So, here are my pics from the shower..please note, our dear friend Mr. McCollum made us a cradle out of mahogany wood he brought back from Honduras during mission work. It was more beautiful than I ever imagined.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Pineapples R' Us

We're at 33 weeks today. Exactly 6 weeks until delivery day. Addison is the size of a pineapple this week..which is good size, but thank goodness she's not that spikey and prickly!!

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

We have a date...kinda

Doc has tentatively schedule my c-section for October 23rd. That's 6 weeks and 2 days...from today! He said he will need another doc to assist so he may have to change the date plus or minus a few days if there's not one available on the 23rd. I'm sure I'll find out next visit. I'm on a 2 week Dr. visit schedule now, so that's encouraging as well. It means the end....or the beginning rather, is near.

My first frat party

I'm 32, married and pregnant and I've finally been to my first fraternity party. LOL It was a mild party to say the least, but it was still my first. Michael and I hosted Delta Chi's Active/Alumni get-together last Friday night. It was complete with a homemade bar that the actives made and hauled over to my back deck. My favorite part, however, was that our friend Debbie took out Michael's stitches. Now THAT'S entertainment!

To all the ones who have gone before

O.k, now I've known a bunch of pregnant people in my life...a bunch. And yet I'm discovering every day that I trudge through this third trimester - No One Told Me Squat!
I myself try to not complain too much (I know Michael just laughed out loud if he read that), but it's days like today, when I was sure something was terribly wrong, that I have to give my pains a voice. Apparently while I was sleeping last night, my body decided it was time for my pelvic bones to spread. NEVER heard anyone complain about this excruciating, almost can't walk pain before. How could you leave this one out?
The nurse and doc almost chuckled at my "I'm sure this is something terrible," pain all the while assuring me that every pregnant woman goes through this. So now I ask...what else are ya'll not telling me?!
I feel for my poor secretary whom I have chosen to tell every single detail to in hopes that she will not be as surprised as I was whenever she has a child. Amanda, I'm doing this for your own good. LOL