Friday, February 27, 2009

With the hopes this will be funny later...

I am writing this with the hopes that this will be incredibly hilarious later (though Micah manages to find humor in it now and asked me this morning if it was funny yet).

Pregnancy hormones are a-ragin'. It's quite the new experience. I've never had really awful PMS or anything of the like, beyond forgetting to take birth control every now and then.

But this is something completely new, that isn't assisted by the fact I have to get up several times in the middle of the night to go the bathroom or that Inu has decided to go out between 4:45 and 6:30 every morning for the last two weeks and will persistently whine until we let her out...then she'll bark 30 minutes later at someone walking to the bus stop and, not only wake us up again, but wake the whole neighborhood before the sun rises.

EARLY Thursday morning I went on one of my many bathroom trips and took a very nice beer glass Micah and I got on our honeymoon with me. I was planning on getting water to bring back to the bedroom for the morning. In my exhausted stupor, I was not careful where I set the glass and put it on the edge of the sink. So it rolled into the sink and broke into many, many pieces.

Thursday was a tough day at school and I forgot about the glass incident. I got home around 6 from work, chilled a little, and went to start dinner. I had decided that Thursday night would be the night I would prepare a steak for the first time. I was all excited to follow the directions I got from the "meat market" and make Micah a nice dinner, to be ready when he got home from work.

Well, the steak didn't cook, so Micah had to do some work on it. Then I put it under the broiler to finish cooking it and it caught on fire...

It was still very tasty, but wasn't done medium-well (as you must have when pregnant) so AFTER I ate it, I started to cry because I was afraid I hurt Miss Bell. Then I remembered about the broken glass and confessed it to Micah...then I started to look around the house and realized I hadn't folded laundry, done the dishes, etc. etc. etc., for days. I started to feel like a failure of a wife, so I started crying more...

In a last ditch effort to be a good wife, I decided I would put the dogs out for the night. Elmer went out with no problem. He barked after 2o minutes so I went to get him. BUT on the way into the house, he paused for just a nanosecond at the door before I opened it then bolted off the porch.

I got all the way into the house before I realized that I had failed at my final task of the night and burst into tears.

peace.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Pictures


I hope this picture gives you a good idea of how excited MISS BELL is to have us a parents! :)

(She is hiding in picture, but sticking out her hand with a thumbs up sign!)

We had our ultrasound today. Here are the stats:

Miss Bell weighs in at a whopping 9 ounces. She measures 18 weeks, 5 days. She is a week older than we initially thought (height wise and developmentally), but we are sticking to the July 20th guess date.

We were shocked to discover we are having a girl! Both of us were certain we were having a boy! But we are excited none the less (though I think Micah is still processing what it means to have a girl in the family...he is one of three boys and never even had a girl dog during childhood)!

So bring on the pink! :)

peace.



Saturday, February 7, 2009

What's up, pup?

I am sitting on the couch with my incredibly handsome husband and he just read the title of this blog. His only response was, "Who is pup?" To which I replied, "I don't know it rhymed with up." Deep insight for this moment.

General Life News
I find myself with fewer things to say now-a-days as I feel I am becoming redundant. I am feeling better to an extent, but still exhausted and pretty unmotivated. I had a bad cold through January, took the lowest dose of Amoxycillin possible for a week, felt better for about a week, and am now all icky again. I started to slowly lose weight, but last Sunday decided that a one-topping Papa John's pizza sounded mighty tasty and Micah was so excited that I actually wanted something that we got one. And it did adequately satisfy.

So, really, that is about my life right now. I am spending lots of the energy I do have teaching...the big school program is at the end of March. It seems like plenty of time away, but I poorly planned this year and ISTEP (Indiana's standardized testing program) falls at the beginning of March (even though we took it last September as well). Which means I lose some valuable time with the kiddoes. Bummer, I know.

But really, it is a bummer. I became a teacher for lots of reasons, but one of the benefits is that being a teacher totally fulfills my extroverted side.

Anything exciting?
Today we made an offer on a new vehicle for Micah. Which is really very exciting. You see, Micah has been driving a '98 Neon with 175,000 miles, no driver's side mirror, windows you can pull out of the door, and three major oil leaks. Plus it has a pretty gold stripe where someone painted it with spray paint. But, soon, NO MORE!

In the big picture, Micah will be a stay at home Dad, so he needs a good reliable car. And what's more reliable than a Toyota? So, dear readers, we put down a deposit on a 2003 Toyota Matrix today. It was having some issues with idling which will be evaluated on Monday, but hopefully it is a cheap and easy fix which will end up costing us $2000 under blue book.

Oh yeah, we also took Inu to make sure she would fit in the hatch. She did. And then promptly took her muddy paws and jumped into the back seat. So we have now begun researching a variety of pet travel supplies to prevent her from jumping on Baby Bell.

Baby News
We will find out if we are having a boy or girl on the 16th! More than anything, I am excited to see our baby again. We saw Baby Bell at 5 weeks and 7 weeks due to complications, but (praises) we haven't had any since.

Sometimes I think about how preposterous it is that we only get to hear our baby once a month for the first 6 or so.

I think we felt baby kick for the fist time last weekend, but it was so light that I am a little unsure-it could have just been gas.

Sorry for a boring post, loyal readers. I usually like to try to be insightful, but have heard through the grapevine that brains truly shrink in pregnancy. Which goes to explain a lot-mainly why I got on 70 West the other day when picking Micah up from the airport. We were 56 miles away from home before I asked Micah if we had driven through the city yet...at least Micah has a good sense of humor.

peace.