...last night when i was feeding max at about 11 o'clock. for whatever reason, he was in SUCH a giggly mood. he's a smiley kid anyway, but last night was the most adorable thing i've ever seen. he would just look at me a laugh! i would give him the bottle and he would try to drink, but he was smiling too wide to do it. so i would take it away and he would GIGGLE so much!!! i thought i was going to die. we played that game for about 20 minutes. my boy loves his momma. :)
and ps - who are we kidding?- i'm not finishing that 30 day thing. wanna know something?- ask! i'll answer!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Day 7 - My Job
(one of the projects we do for writing - coming up with better verbs that express more feeling.)
I'm just about to start my 7th year teaching 7th grade. and i'm still alive - haha. :)
i graduated college in 2002 with a communication degree. i was bartending at the time and continued to do so until my untimely firing (bartenders should be ALLOWED to be rude to assholes, by the way) about 6 months later. i originally wanted to be a communication consultant at a big company, but as it turns out, that's pretty much impossible for a young, 20ish female.
so i was jobless for about a month until i got the. worst. job. on the planet!!! -Manager of the Juniors Dept. at Dillards Deparment store. the third ring of hell as far as i'm concerned. i worked there for a year making the most ridiculous salary known to man, but i met a girl whom i became friends with. she had gone to college too and was in sort of the same situation as me. she told me about how her friend had graduated with a biology degree and couldn't find a job, so she became a science teacher.
a teacher without a teaching degree? is that possible? why yes, yes it is. you have to take a 'subject area exam'. if you pass, they consider you qualified to teach that subject. "interesting," i thought. so i looked into it and as it turned out, with my degree, i had enough credits to teach english. so i took the exam and passed. i decided to become a substitute teacher to see how i liked it, then at night, i got a job bartending close to my apartment. my first day as a sub, i got called to a middle school down the street. i got there and they didn't need me! arg! BUT, they said i was needed at the OTHER middle school closer to where i lived, so i went there. i LOVED it. 13 year-old kids are hilarious when a sub is in. like i'm an idiot! that age is great, because they get sarcasm. so i was funny, but we still got work done. turns out, the teachers liked me, so i was pretty much there everyday. then i was hired as a "permanent sub" for the school for the last semester. i knew there was an opening for english coming in the fall, so i put the word out that i really wanted it. i pestered the principal for the rest of the year and then once a week all summer until finally, she said, "fine! go to training and i'll see you in a week!" i got a job! woohoooo!!! not only a job, but a career!!! check me out!
once hired, i had a temporary certificate for 3 years. in that time, i had to complete courses to satisfy education certification. there were 5 college classes that i got done in my first year.
i've been teaching at the same middle school i started subbing in 8 years ago! i love being around kids that age all the time. they are so dramatic, fun, and still mostly child-like. 13 is a weird age, but it's that age where they're either still wearing glasses, braces, and carrying a book - OR - skinny jeans with a cell in the back pocket and eye shadow caked on haphazardly. it's fun to see everyday. and i'm pretty good at it. kids learn stuff. haha.
Day 6 - Someone that inspires me
hmmm. i've never really idolized anyone and wanted to emulate them. and i can't think of anything good to write. next.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Day 5 - My Dreams
i guess my dream sorta came true. all i ever wanted was to find the perfect guy for me; one who was funny, challenged me, and someone i could picture spending forever with. check. THEN, i wanted to be a mom. like, when they asked me in thrid grade what i wanted to be when i grew up, i always said "a mommy". (not very aligned with my somewhat feminist ideals, i know.) but here i sit, with the hubs snoring on the couch and the baby cooing at the wall. dreams come true, man. ;)
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Day 4 - My Siblings
i am the middle child. which didn't actually fuck me me up as bad as most middle children because i am the only girl. joey, andy, and i are all almost exactly 2 years apart. joey and i fought like CRAZY when we were little. i used to get the crap kicked out of me on a pretty regular basis. now, we're all best friends. like, even if we weren't related, we'd be hanging out. they are hilarious.
joey is a band-guy with lots of tattoos. he looks like a hard-core meanie, but he's actually pretty nice and always funny. (sometimes unintentionally. haha!) by night, he's a scenester going to shows, playing in smoky clubs, and drinking like a fish. by day, he's a computer guy. full-on nerd. he's quite the anomaly.
andy is the baby. there was a good 4-year period when he was about 16-20 when he said all of, maybe, 12 sentences. homeboy was high as a kite. he is a manager/bartender at a bar he's been working at since he was about 20. he does magic tricks. who does magic tricks, right?! but he's really good and loves to piss my mom off. (she hates magic) he is also ridiculously funny. and when he laughs, he sounds exactly like my dad and we always make fun of him for it. like, that old-man-not-really-breathing-but-more-like-wheezing laugh. and he's only 29.
don't know where i'd be without those two. i'm lucky to have so many amazingly awesome (and totally different) men in my life!
Friday, August 6, 2010
Day 3 - My Parents
"big joe" and mary.
my parents have been married since february 1st, 1975. that's 35 years, people!!! they met at work. my mom was dating some other guy and my dad was apparently the 'funny bachelor' type. at some office function, my dad made fun of my mom's date's tie. something about 'looking like a dick' as the story goes. turns out, my mom made him that tie for his birthday. for some reason, she went out with him after that. and they lived happily ever after. :)
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Day 2 - My Vices
these are easy. and mostly fattening. :)
- red velvet cheesecake from cheesecake factory. shit ain't right.
- mexican food. i could eat it everyday.
- reality television. you name it, i probably watch it. the housewives are a favorite. :)
- target. i heart target. i love the clothes, the fact that i can wander around for hours, and that there's usually a starbucks in there. :)
- facebook. the best and most entertaining way to waste your time.
- new school supplies. there's nothing like new pens, post-its, and expo markers to make going back to work a little easier.
- a sonic slush. soooooo good.
- ludacris. now, lemme preface this with the fact that i love mostly everything (except country!). my husband is a major music snob, so the only time i get to listen to my ear candy is in my car. you'll often find me singing along to my novelty rap while driving to work (or target!).
- red velvet cheesecake from cheesecake factory. shit ain't right.
- mexican food. i could eat it everyday.
- reality television. you name it, i probably watch it. the housewives are a favorite. :)
- target. i heart target. i love the clothes, the fact that i can wander around for hours, and that there's usually a starbucks in there. :)
- facebook. the best and most entertaining way to waste your time.
- new school supplies. there's nothing like new pens, post-its, and expo markers to make going back to work a little easier.
- a sonic slush. soooooo good.
- ludacris. now, lemme preface this with the fact that i love mostly everything (except country!). my husband is a major music snob, so the only time i get to listen to my ear candy is in my car. you'll often find me singing along to my novelty rap while driving to work (or target!).
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Day 1 - My Best Friend
This is a picture of me and chris circa 2005*. we met on match.com in august and talked on the phone until our first date in october. we were engaged in january and married that december. december 16th, 2006 to be exact. some thought it was fast, but when we met - that was it. i had found my soulmate. he's my best friend in the whole world. the person i can tell anything to, the person who sees me at my worst and loves me anyway. i love him. <3
fun fact: our anniversary is now max's half-birthday. :)
*i LOVED my hair that color. ahhhh, to be in my early to mid twenties and be able to rock crazy hair. *sigh*
trying not to slack.
in an effort to be a better blogger, i've decided to steal this idea and run with it. (feel free to steal from me and do your own!)
i send out an email everyday called 'the daily max' and it's a picture of my wee-man with a funny caption of something he did that day. -if i could somehow blog that, i'd feel pretty damn good. but alas; i cannot blog (or haven't figured out how to) from my phone, so i want to get better at blogging on my actual laptop. i do lists. i'm good with lists. i keep up with lists. so here's this list i came across that i can do. :)
The 30-Day Challenge:
Day 1 — Your best friend
Day 2 — Your vices
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 —Your siblings
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — Someone that inspires you
Day 7 — Your job
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend that you've never met
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — Your dream vacation
Day 13 — Something you're looking forward to
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — The place you wish you were from
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Something that makes you different
Day 20 — Your favorite television shows
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Your pet peeves
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — A life changing moment
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The thing you most enjoy doing
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — Your talent
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
i send out an email everyday called 'the daily max' and it's a picture of my wee-man with a funny caption of something he did that day. -if i could somehow blog that, i'd feel pretty damn good. but alas; i cannot blog (or haven't figured out how to) from my phone, so i want to get better at blogging on my actual laptop. i do lists. i'm good with lists. i keep up with lists. so here's this list i came across that i can do. :)
The 30-Day Challenge:
Day 1 — Your best friend
Day 2 — Your vices
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 —Your siblings
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — Someone that inspires you
Day 7 — Your job
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend that you've never met
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — Your dream vacation
Day 13 — Something you're looking forward to
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — The place you wish you were from
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Something that makes you different
Day 20 — Your favorite television shows
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Your pet peeves
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — A life changing moment
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The thing you most enjoy doing
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — Your talent
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
Thursday, July 15, 2010
the first month...
bits...
max is a momma's boy. he calms down when i pick him up; he stops crying (at least for a second) when i talk to him; he (kind of) smiles when i make stupid faces at him when i change his diaper.
he's a happy baby. he only gets worked up when he's hungry, his diaper is dirty, he's getting his diaper changed, or when he gets in the tub. once he's in, he's good. it's just the act of GETTING wet he doesn't so much enjoy.
he sleeps a lot. like, most of the day, then he only gets up 2 or 3 times at night. su-weeeeet!!!
he has daddy's hobbit feet. big, wide, crazy-toed feet. :)
he's already growing out of some of his clothes! i put him in the outfit he went home in yesterday and it was almost too snug! it was swimming on him a month ago!!! my big boy.
speaking of big boy... we weighed him the other day and he was 8lbs9oz!!! i'm taking him tomorrow morning for an "official" weigh-in, so we'll see.
he makes the best faces when he sleeps. just like mommy - making faces all the time.
when he drinks too much and coughs, he makes the. best. face. ever. sticks his tongue out and shakes his head. it's hilarious. *i know that sounds bad, like he's choking, but he's not - i swear. his mouth just gets too full and instead of swallowing, he does this. :)
max is a momma's boy. he calms down when i pick him up; he stops crying (at least for a second) when i talk to him; he (kind of) smiles when i make stupid faces at him when i change his diaper.
he's a happy baby. he only gets worked up when he's hungry, his diaper is dirty, he's getting his diaper changed, or when he gets in the tub. once he's in, he's good. it's just the act of GETTING wet he doesn't so much enjoy.
he sleeps a lot. like, most of the day, then he only gets up 2 or 3 times at night. su-weeeeet!!!
he has daddy's hobbit feet. big, wide, crazy-toed feet. :)
he's already growing out of some of his clothes! i put him in the outfit he went home in yesterday and it was almost too snug! it was swimming on him a month ago!!! my big boy.
speaking of big boy... we weighed him the other day and he was 8lbs9oz!!! i'm taking him tomorrow morning for an "official" weigh-in, so we'll see.
he makes the best faces when he sleeps. just like mommy - making faces all the time.
when he drinks too much and coughs, he makes the. best. face. ever. sticks his tongue out and shakes his head. it's hilarious. *i know that sounds bad, like he's choking, but he's not - i swear. his mouth just gets too full and instead of swallowing, he does this. :)
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
the first week.
max is a week old today. (hence why i'm writing a million things now that i finally have a second to get on my computer.)
-he squeaks. a lot. it's the cutest sound in the world.
-he eats like a football player. every hour and a half like clockwork. and when he eats, its not just for a second - it's at least a 40 minute procedure.
-he smiles when he poops.
-i have to sleep with the light on because i'm terrified he's going to choke or suffocate in his sleep. chris is not on board with the lights thing, but he's nice about it.
-max LOVES being swaddled. he hates being free. if you unswaddle him, he immediately starts to fuss and wants to eat.
-chris is the best dad ever. he changes max's diaper all the time. he gets up to get max and do his diaper at every feeding so all i have to do is get out the boob.
-he weighed 7lbs4oz at birth, 6lbs15oz when we left the hospital, and is already back up at 7lbs6oz. he's a fatty. :)
-i'm NOT a fatty (well, you know, haha) - i lost TWENTY pounds in a week! score! (nineteen and a half was probably from all the swelling. haha - my entire body was puffed up. i thought i had turned into a pear-shaped woman when i was in the hospital. all that sitting swelled my butt and thighs like crazy.)
-he wears newborn clothes and size one diapers (even though he should probably be wearing newborns; we have an asston of size ones, so whatever.)
i love you, max. <3
-he squeaks. a lot. it's the cutest sound in the world.
-he eats like a football player. every hour and a half like clockwork. and when he eats, its not just for a second - it's at least a 40 minute procedure.
-he smiles when he poops.
-i have to sleep with the light on because i'm terrified he's going to choke or suffocate in his sleep. chris is not on board with the lights thing, but he's nice about it.
-max LOVES being swaddled. he hates being free. if you unswaddle him, he immediately starts to fuss and wants to eat.
-chris is the best dad ever. he changes max's diaper all the time. he gets up to get max and do his diaper at every feeding so all i have to do is get out the boob.
-he weighed 7lbs4oz at birth, 6lbs15oz when we left the hospital, and is already back up at 7lbs6oz. he's a fatty. :)
-i'm NOT a fatty (well, you know, haha) - i lost TWENTY pounds in a week! score! (nineteen and a half was probably from all the swelling. haha - my entire body was puffed up. i thought i had turned into a pear-shaped woman when i was in the hospital. all that sitting swelled my butt and thighs like crazy.)
-he wears newborn clothes and size one diapers (even though he should probably be wearing newborns; we have an asston of size ones, so whatever.)
i love you, max. <3
what they didn't tell me.
they didn't tell me that after childbirth, your girly parts would look like a murder scene every time you go to the bathroom. good lord.
they ALSO didn't tell me the AMOUNT of pain i'd be in. i knew i'd be sore. but i couldn't stand upright, sit on my butt, or get out of bed without SERIOUS effort. my stitches felt like they were ripping all the time.
they DID tell me being at the hospital would be like staying at a hotel. not so much. people don't knock, dude. so on the rare occasion i'd get to sleep for a few minutes, someone would come in to check my blood pressure, or check him, or whatever. no sleep dude.
they didn't tell me my nipples would feel like i've been nursing a rabid, wild dog. holy shit they hurt. i love nursing. i'm glad i stuck with it and it's getting better now, but damn. and it doesn't help that max's signature move to let me know he's done is to CHOMP.
they ALSO didn't tell me the AMOUNT of pain i'd be in. i knew i'd be sore. but i couldn't stand upright, sit on my butt, or get out of bed without SERIOUS effort. my stitches felt like they were ripping all the time.
they DID tell me being at the hospital would be like staying at a hotel. not so much. people don't knock, dude. so on the rare occasion i'd get to sleep for a few minutes, someone would come in to check my blood pressure, or check him, or whatever. no sleep dude.
they didn't tell me my nipples would feel like i've been nursing a rabid, wild dog. holy shit they hurt. i love nursing. i'm glad i stuck with it and it's getting better now, but damn. and it doesn't help that max's signature move to let me know he's done is to CHOMP.
june 16th
was Max Christopher's birthday.
i had a scheduled induction that morning due to my gestational hypertension. we were supposed to get there at six, but, of course, i had to do my hair and makeup (can't look like a crazy lady in those pictures!), so we got there around 6:15. we were the last of the inductions to arrive, but they took us right back and got me all set up. i got my pitocin iv and all was going swimmingly. the doctor first checked me around 7:30 and i was already 4cm! (i was 3 when i went in anyway) up to that point, i could definitely feel the contractions, but it really wasn't that bad. i totally htought i could handle this!
then.
she broke my water.
oh good lord. the minute she did that, the contractions felt crazy. like i was being broken in half. the nurse said i could have my epidural whenever, but i felt like such a wuss. who gets their epidural this early?! but i asked for it anyway.
did you know getting an epidural hurts just as much as a contraction??? i did not. i knew it would be "uncomfortable" - but damn!!! that pain was a whole new insult!!! anyhoo. so i got it.
about 10 minutes in, my left side was numb, but i could feel every little thing on the right. EVERYTHING. they told me maybe it would take a minute or maybe i should prop myself up on the left because maybe gravity would help. nothing helped.
i stayed like that for about 4 or 5 hours. in natural labor basically. my phone was ringing, i was getting texts and all i could say to chris was "TELL THEM TO FUCK OFF!!!" nice, right? haha. finally, the anesthesiologist came back and attempted to explain to me why and how it didn't work. he was using hand gestures and pictures - JUST FIX IT MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!! so my options were to pull it out a smidge and *hopefully* that would fix the problem, OR re-do the whole thing. i just said "YOU'RE THE DOCTOR!" so, chris said to re-do it.
so we did. he gave me an epidural while i wwas having contractions and was 8 centimeters. that was a pain like no other on the planet. pain on pain, i tell you. but after about 10 minutes, both side were numb.
except.
NOW - i could feel EVERYTHING below my pubic bone. evry time i had a contraction, i could feel his head being pushed. i could feel the pressure of a thousand tons bearing down on my nether regions. i took it for a little while. the nurses all said i was supposed to feel pressure. sure. except I CAN'T BREATHE THIS HURTS SO FUCKING BAD!!! then, the anesthesiologist came back and said i should feel that, but it definitely shouldn't be at "full capacity", so he gave me a shot in my iv that would "take the edge off".
then my whole body went numb.
no feeling in my arms, legs, torso; couldn't move ANYTHING!!! and then they tell me i'm 10 centimeters and READY TO GO!!! WHAT THE FUCK?!?! how am i gonna do this if i can't move my arms?!?!?
i'll tell you - they grab my arms, legs, and the nurse pushed me forward and the doctor told me to "push". so i pretend to do so. i couldn't feel ANYTHING! so i at least tried to mimic the feeling of pushing. that worked, apparently. but she also had to use the vacuum. go for it! i can't feel anything anyway!
all of a sudden, after about 10 minutes, chris says "HIS HEAD IS OUT!!!" i say, "REALLY!?!? I CAN'T FEEL IT!"
and so Max is born at 2:00pm on june 16th, 2010.
when they put him on my chest, a thousand different things ran through my head.
-is he ok?
-i can't touch him- my hand won't move.
-i love him.
-i love chris.
-this is the craziest shit i have ever experienced in my life.
-holy shit, i have a son.
they took him right next to me to do their thing and chris snapped pictures, and i look down to see the doctor hard at work. "placenta", i think for a split second. ...until i see the giant fishhook and string she's knitting with. what. the. fuck. she sees my face and immediately says all casually, "you need some stitches here - no big deal. you tore a little. can you feel any of that?" i say no and i think to myself, THANK GOD IN HEAVEN I CAN'T!!! can you imagine?!?!? she told me it would hurt later, but it would be fine.
so about 20 minutes after he was born, my hands started tingling. i finally got to hold my baby boy.
i love him more than i thought i would. he's perfect. he's everything. he's mine.
i had a scheduled induction that morning due to my gestational hypertension. we were supposed to get there at six, but, of course, i had to do my hair and makeup (can't look like a crazy lady in those pictures!), so we got there around 6:15. we were the last of the inductions to arrive, but they took us right back and got me all set up. i got my pitocin iv and all was going swimmingly. the doctor first checked me around 7:30 and i was already 4cm! (i was 3 when i went in anyway) up to that point, i could definitely feel the contractions, but it really wasn't that bad. i totally htought i could handle this!
then.
she broke my water.
oh good lord. the minute she did that, the contractions felt crazy. like i was being broken in half. the nurse said i could have my epidural whenever, but i felt like such a wuss. who gets their epidural this early?! but i asked for it anyway.
did you know getting an epidural hurts just as much as a contraction??? i did not. i knew it would be "uncomfortable" - but damn!!! that pain was a whole new insult!!! anyhoo. so i got it.
about 10 minutes in, my left side was numb, but i could feel every little thing on the right. EVERYTHING. they told me maybe it would take a minute or maybe i should prop myself up on the left because maybe gravity would help. nothing helped.
i stayed like that for about 4 or 5 hours. in natural labor basically. my phone was ringing, i was getting texts and all i could say to chris was "TELL THEM TO FUCK OFF!!!" nice, right? haha. finally, the anesthesiologist came back and attempted to explain to me why and how it didn't work. he was using hand gestures and pictures - JUST FIX IT MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!! so my options were to pull it out a smidge and *hopefully* that would fix the problem, OR re-do the whole thing. i just said "YOU'RE THE DOCTOR!" so, chris said to re-do it.
so we did. he gave me an epidural while i wwas having contractions and was 8 centimeters. that was a pain like no other on the planet. pain on pain, i tell you. but after about 10 minutes, both side were numb.
except.
NOW - i could feel EVERYTHING below my pubic bone. evry time i had a contraction, i could feel his head being pushed. i could feel the pressure of a thousand tons bearing down on my nether regions. i took it for a little while. the nurses all said i was supposed to feel pressure. sure. except I CAN'T BREATHE THIS HURTS SO FUCKING BAD!!! then, the anesthesiologist came back and said i should feel that, but it definitely shouldn't be at "full capacity", so he gave me a shot in my iv that would "take the edge off".
then my whole body went numb.
no feeling in my arms, legs, torso; couldn't move ANYTHING!!! and then they tell me i'm 10 centimeters and READY TO GO!!! WHAT THE FUCK?!?! how am i gonna do this if i can't move my arms?!?!?
i'll tell you - they grab my arms, legs, and the nurse pushed me forward and the doctor told me to "push". so i pretend to do so. i couldn't feel ANYTHING! so i at least tried to mimic the feeling of pushing. that worked, apparently. but she also had to use the vacuum. go for it! i can't feel anything anyway!
all of a sudden, after about 10 minutes, chris says "HIS HEAD IS OUT!!!" i say, "REALLY!?!? I CAN'T FEEL IT!"
and so Max is born at 2:00pm on june 16th, 2010.
when they put him on my chest, a thousand different things ran through my head.
-is he ok?
-i can't touch him- my hand won't move.
-i love him.
-i love chris.
-this is the craziest shit i have ever experienced in my life.
-holy shit, i have a son.
they took him right next to me to do their thing and chris snapped pictures, and i look down to see the doctor hard at work. "placenta", i think for a split second. ...until i see the giant fishhook and string she's knitting with. what. the. fuck. she sees my face and immediately says all casually, "you need some stitches here - no big deal. you tore a little. can you feel any of that?" i say no and i think to myself, THANK GOD IN HEAVEN I CAN'T!!! can you imagine?!?!? she told me it would hurt later, but it would be fine.
so about 20 minutes after he was born, my hands started tingling. i finally got to hold my baby boy.
i love him more than i thought i would. he's perfect. he's everything. he's mine.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
bedrest sucks.
now, i love to loaf around just as much (if not more than) the average joe, but this shit is ridiculous. i've got NESTING to do, DAMMIT!!! the refrigerator needs to be cleaned out, i haven't made a drawer for baby stuff in the kitchen, oh the VACUUMING!, i still needed some odds and ends at target....
ARG!!!!! i'm on day NINE here, people!!! i'm losing my marbles. bless his heart, but the topher is only so much help. he's a dude. when i say, "the fridge needs to be cleaned out..." he "cleans" it - ie - throws away stuff that looks old. no taking everything out and wiping down shelves like it's your job; no emptying the ice maker and washing it in super hot water to get rid of all the ice dust in there. and vacuuming? homie PRETENDS he vacuumed while i was upstairs taking a shower. "she'll never know! the carpet is beige!" i know him all too well.
so anyhoo. survey says: I'VE GONE NUTTY! cabin fever like crazy. i sit here on the couch watching crappy tv while my house calls out to me, "hey emmie, it's us - FLOORBOARDS! we're FILTHY!!! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!"
on another note: i'm all about words with friends. it's a nice distractor from said shitty television. so if you're bored, find me, and we will scrabble. 'rademmie'
ARG!!!!! i'm on day NINE here, people!!! i'm losing my marbles. bless his heart, but the topher is only so much help. he's a dude. when i say, "the fridge needs to be cleaned out..." he "cleans" it - ie - throws away stuff that looks old. no taking everything out and wiping down shelves like it's your job; no emptying the ice maker and washing it in super hot water to get rid of all the ice dust in there. and vacuuming? homie PRETENDS he vacuumed while i was upstairs taking a shower. "she'll never know! the carpet is beige!" i know him all too well.
so anyhoo. survey says: I'VE GONE NUTTY! cabin fever like crazy. i sit here on the couch watching crappy tv while my house calls out to me, "hey emmie, it's us - FLOORBOARDS! we're FILTHY!!! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!"
on another note: i'm all about words with friends. it's a nice distractor from said shitty television. so if you're bored, find me, and we will scrabble. 'rademmie'
Thursday, May 27, 2010
gestational hypertension
that's what i'm rolling with.
it all started a week ago when i started feeling really nauseous and morning sickness-y. i had the school nurse take my blood pressure and it was around 155/90. so i called the doctor and they told me to come in immediately. i got there and my bp was still high, so they had me go to the hospital to be monitored. after a few hours of doing the stress test, they determined max is fine and my blood tests and urine came back normal, so they let me go home even though my bp wasn't going down. i was ordered to do a 24-hour urine collection (which is EXACTLY as much fun as it sounds) over the weekend and come in monday morning to drop it off and see the doctor. she told me to stay home and relax. so i did. then, they called the next day to say everything came back perfect; liver functions good, no protein traces, great! so i went back to work today.
bad idea.
i FELT fine, but had the nurse check my bp anyway only to find it was 174/100. stroke-time, people!!! so i called and they had me come in immediately again; i did the non-stress test again; and that's when they told me max is FINE, but i have developed gestational hypertension. high blood pressure while pregnant. and i'm too far along to go on any medication for it because it may mask any symptoms of preeclampsia if i start to get that!
so the prognosis is bedrest. when i asked, "defiiiiiiiine bedrest..." she said, "bed, couch, bathroom, food. that's it." craaaaaaaaaaap. i mean, obviously, i'm going to do whatever it takes to have a healthy baby, but this puts quite a wrinkle in my life! there's 8 days of school left, piles of laundry to fold, and i'm not even gonna mention what my floors look like right now.
ok. i know that sounded selfish. *slaps hand*
actually, since i'm being selfish anyway - i'm bummed about one more thing: i'm probably not going to go into labor the "old-fashioned" way. no "it's tiiIIIiiime!!!" yell to my husband. my doctor said they're more than likely going to induce me around 37-38 weeks. which really doesn't matter in the big picture kind of way, but i just really wanted the whole "experience". i never thought i'd get to do any of this and i MAY never get to do any of this again, so i just wanted it all to go as naturally as possible.
but really, as long as he's happy and healthy - i'll take him no matter how he gets here.
whew. that was a long one. i'm craving ice cold milk my the gallon. who knows.
it all started a week ago when i started feeling really nauseous and morning sickness-y. i had the school nurse take my blood pressure and it was around 155/90. so i called the doctor and they told me to come in immediately. i got there and my bp was still high, so they had me go to the hospital to be monitored. after a few hours of doing the stress test, they determined max is fine and my blood tests and urine came back normal, so they let me go home even though my bp wasn't going down. i was ordered to do a 24-hour urine collection (which is EXACTLY as much fun as it sounds) over the weekend and come in monday morning to drop it off and see the doctor. she told me to stay home and relax. so i did. then, they called the next day to say everything came back perfect; liver functions good, no protein traces, great! so i went back to work today.
bad idea.
i FELT fine, but had the nurse check my bp anyway only to find it was 174/100. stroke-time, people!!! so i called and they had me come in immediately again; i did the non-stress test again; and that's when they told me max is FINE, but i have developed gestational hypertension. high blood pressure while pregnant. and i'm too far along to go on any medication for it because it may mask any symptoms of preeclampsia if i start to get that!
so the prognosis is bedrest. when i asked, "defiiiiiiiine bedrest..." she said, "bed, couch, bathroom, food. that's it." craaaaaaaaaaap. i mean, obviously, i'm going to do whatever it takes to have a healthy baby, but this puts quite a wrinkle in my life! there's 8 days of school left, piles of laundry to fold, and i'm not even gonna mention what my floors look like right now.
ok. i know that sounded selfish. *slaps hand*
actually, since i'm being selfish anyway - i'm bummed about one more thing: i'm probably not going to go into labor the "old-fashioned" way. no "it's tiiIIIiiime!!!" yell to my husband. my doctor said they're more than likely going to induce me around 37-38 weeks. which really doesn't matter in the big picture kind of way, but i just really wanted the whole "experience". i never thought i'd get to do any of this and i MAY never get to do any of this again, so i just wanted it all to go as naturally as possible.
but really, as long as he's happy and healthy - i'll take him no matter how he gets here.
whew. that was a long one. i'm craving ice cold milk my the gallon. who knows.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
dear max,
now that this feels real, i have some things i'd like to say to you.
your daddy and i wanted you for a very long time. you can't imagine how happy we were when we found out you were finally coming. your nickname will probably be 'pancakes' and you probably won't get it.
i feel you move all the time and i watch you do the worm in my tummy and while it's weird, and while you really make me have to pee, it is the awesomest feeling i've ever had. knowing you're growing and healthy all snuggled up in your little apartment makes me feel a joy i've never known.
i can't wait to see your little face. i have a feeling you're going to look like your daddy; cute little scrunchy cheeks, rosy lips... you are surely going to be the cutest baby on the planet.
i love you more everyday and i can't imagine what it's going to feel like to be your mommy. i'm nervous and scared and excited all in one. will i be what you need? will i know what to do? sometimes i feel super-prepared, sometimes i feel like i hae no idea what we got ourselves into. but no matter what, i'll make sure you know everyday how much i love you.
i love you more than you'll ever know, max. you're my everything and i feel beyond blessed that god chose me to be your mom.
love, mommy
your daddy and i wanted you for a very long time. you can't imagine how happy we were when we found out you were finally coming. your nickname will probably be 'pancakes' and you probably won't get it.
i feel you move all the time and i watch you do the worm in my tummy and while it's weird, and while you really make me have to pee, it is the awesomest feeling i've ever had. knowing you're growing and healthy all snuggled up in your little apartment makes me feel a joy i've never known.
i can't wait to see your little face. i have a feeling you're going to look like your daddy; cute little scrunchy cheeks, rosy lips... you are surely going to be the cutest baby on the planet.
i love you more everyday and i can't imagine what it's going to feel like to be your mommy. i'm nervous and scared and excited all in one. will i be what you need? will i know what to do? sometimes i feel super-prepared, sometimes i feel like i hae no idea what we got ourselves into. but no matter what, i'll make sure you know everyday how much i love you.
i love you more than you'll ever know, max. you're my everything and i feel beyond blessed that god chose me to be your mom.
love, mommy
Saturday, May 1, 2010
shower time!
my baby shower is tomorrow!!! i'm so excited!!! one of my best friends is catering and i've been told she's made all my favorites; mini crab cakes, mac-n-chz balls, artichoke hummus, and CUPCAKES! i'm more excited about the food than the presents, i think. :)
the only part that sucks is that it was supposed to be outside at my parents' house. they have THE party house. lots of trees, a gazebo, pool, the whole nine. except tomorrow is the first day of the year the weather is going to be up in the 90's. soooooo, yeah. no outside. although, my mother - ever the optimist - insists as long as it's "not humid", we should still be able to sit outside. to which i replied, "ummmm, when was the last time 90+ degrees in florida felt ok?!?!?" my worst nightmare is to be the pregnant sweaty lady in all those pictures. my friends will post pics the MINUTE they get home and i'd rather not be dripping balls.
the only part that sucks is that it was supposed to be outside at my parents' house. they have THE party house. lots of trees, a gazebo, pool, the whole nine. except tomorrow is the first day of the year the weather is going to be up in the 90's. soooooo, yeah. no outside. although, my mother - ever the optimist - insists as long as it's "not humid", we should still be able to sit outside. to which i replied, "ummmm, when was the last time 90+ degrees in florida felt ok?!?!?" my worst nightmare is to be the pregnant sweaty lady in all those pictures. my friends will post pics the MINUTE they get home and i'd rather not be dripping balls.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
i thought they were exaggerating...
...but my stomach really DOES feel like it's about 5 inches down from my throat. which feels just *sooooo* good when i'm trying to eat. or when i have heartburn - which is ALWAYS!!!
...but i DO feel like i have to pee all. the. time. even right AFTER i pee!!! and then when i go and look forward to the "great release", it's just a few sprinkles. no satisfaction, i tell you.
...but i AM tired pretty much always now. walking upstairs in exhausting. breathing in deeply is almost uncomfortable. getting in and out of my husband's regular-sized suv hurts. like, "down there".
...but my hips are SURELY breaking in half like a wishbone. i KNOW it's not just stretching and moving and whatnot. SURELY my bones are slowly cracking into millions of tiny fractures. that's the ONLY explanation for this kind of pain.
but i'm 30 weeks today. THIRTY WEEKS, people. THIRTY WEEKS PREGNANT! probably about FORTY WEEKS ago, i thought i'd never get to be pregnant, maybe, ever. and here i am. in the home stretch. amazed; excited; in disbelief. cuh-razy.
i can't wait to meet mr. max. i do believe he's going to be the next love of my life.
:)
...but i DO feel like i have to pee all. the. time. even right AFTER i pee!!! and then when i go and look forward to the "great release", it's just a few sprinkles. no satisfaction, i tell you.
...but i AM tired pretty much always now. walking upstairs in exhausting. breathing in deeply is almost uncomfortable. getting in and out of my husband's regular-sized suv hurts. like, "down there".
...but my hips are SURELY breaking in half like a wishbone. i KNOW it's not just stretching and moving and whatnot. SURELY my bones are slowly cracking into millions of tiny fractures. that's the ONLY explanation for this kind of pain.
but i'm 30 weeks today. THIRTY WEEKS, people. THIRTY WEEKS PREGNANT! probably about FORTY WEEKS ago, i thought i'd never get to be pregnant, maybe, ever. and here i am. in the home stretch. amazed; excited; in disbelief. cuh-razy.
i can't wait to meet mr. max. i do believe he's going to be the next love of my life.
:)
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
getting my ass kicked.
swollen feet.
vagina bone feels like it's breaking.
hip joints hurt like i've been laying on my side on hardwood floors for hours.
officially had to take two of my rings off.
irritable.
irrational.
crying for no apparent reason. (repeat of week 11/12 on that one)
waking up every hour and a half to pee like clockwork.
BUT...
max moves all the time now.
he has "disco parties" as i say because he'll be all quiet, then go apeshit crazy.
my last appointment went perfectly. glucose test was fine; my weight isn't so bad; i'm measuring great; and i get another ultrasound in two weeks!
i'm a two-weeker now!
so all in all, i guess getting my ass kicked is the best feeling in the world.
:)
vagina bone feels like it's breaking.
hip joints hurt like i've been laying on my side on hardwood floors for hours.
officially had to take two of my rings off.
irritable.
irrational.
crying for no apparent reason. (repeat of week 11/12 on that one)
waking up every hour and a half to pee like clockwork.
BUT...
max moves all the time now.
he has "disco parties" as i say because he'll be all quiet, then go apeshit crazy.
my last appointment went perfectly. glucose test was fine; my weight isn't so bad; i'm measuring great; and i get another ultrasound in two weeks!
i'm a two-weeker now!
so all in all, i guess getting my ass kicked is the best feeling in the world.
:)
Sunday, March 28, 2010
and i was feeling so good...
i need some new dresses for a couple showers and weddings in the next couple months. i had been looking online and it just seems like all the maternity dresses out there aren't very "dressy". so i went to a department store and was trying on some super cute sheath dresses in that stretchy material. i found two i love! so i go to pay for them and i asked about the return policy just in case i needed a different size - i mean, one's for april and one's for may; i'll be almost 9 months by then! - so anyway... instead of just telling me to leave the tags on or whatnot, she says, "oh, are you trying to lose weight?"
ummm, wtf?!? i had on my most "i look pregnant" shirt and everything! so i politely say, "well, i'm PREGNANT, so i just want to know i can exchange it in case it gets too tight by the time i need it." THEN, she says, "OH! i couldn't even tell!" and the girl next to her says the SAME THING!!!! yeah, um. i'm almost seven months, man. i thought i was rocking this! now i have a giant complex that i just look really fat. awesome.
ummm, wtf?!? i had on my most "i look pregnant" shirt and everything! so i politely say, "well, i'm PREGNANT, so i just want to know i can exchange it in case it gets too tight by the time i need it." THEN, she says, "OH! i couldn't even tell!" and the girl next to her says the SAME THING!!!! yeah, um. i'm almost seven months, man. i thought i was rocking this! now i have a giant complex that i just look really fat. awesome.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
bits...
my feet have officially swollen. one week before my third trimester! oh well.
had my glucose screen this morning; i was so worried about that drink. it wasn't bad - just a really sugary coke!
and now i can't remember anything else i was going to write. :) i'll get back to you.
had my glucose screen this morning; i was so worried about that drink. it wasn't bad - just a really sugary coke!
and now i can't remember anything else i was going to write. :) i'll get back to you.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
max's room!!!
my mom loves to sew. it drove me crazy as a kid. she would insist on making my dresses for easter, weddings, PROM... and they were always way too big. she makes everything else perfectly; just dresses for me could never "fit". i went to prom in a green satin sack. so after that, i saved up to buy my own clothes and she's made quilts, purses, curtains and anything else i've asked for and i love all of it.
and noooooow, she's making all of max's bedding!!! we went this morning to pick out fabrics and i'm soooo excited to see it done! it's going to look sooo cute!
here's a peek:
and noooooow, she's making all of max's bedding!!! we went this morning to pick out fabrics and i'm soooo excited to see it done! it's going to look sooo cute!
here's a peek:
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
bits...
in an effort to better document my pregnancy, i give you "bits"...
- when my bladder gets really full, then i go, i can FEEL everything fall down gradually. it kind of hurts, but it's more weird than anything.
- i have had this headache for 3 days straight.
- max does not like when i sing. he also likes to let me know when i should eat. so far, he's totally cool about me sleeping, which i am quite grateful for. i've read horror stories of being up all night with kicking babies. i'm good with just not singing.
- oh, we named mini Max Christopher. Chris is his daddy's name and we have just always loved 'max'. no one knows an uncool max.
- my usually loose rings are just starting to get tighter. not uncomfortable, but i can see where they're headed.
- i was told by a 13 yr-old boy yesterday that i "look like i ate a baby". ...thanks?
- while i'm definitely rounder, i'm still waiting for the middle belly-button portion of my stomach to round out. it's not a roll, just not ball-shaped yet. and it's annoying me because i guess there's still that "i wonder if she's pregnant or just needs to lay off the cheeseburgers" look on some faces.
- i have mad heartburn. i'm told that means he's hairy. if that's true, he's gonna be a gorilla.
- my boobs had gotten a solid cup-size bigger around 7/8ish weeks, but they've been back to normal since. no new bras! ...yet.
- i heart maternity pants. for real. why does no one wear these on a regular basis?!?! no muffin tops, no fat days, no trying to unbutton lighting fast so you don't pee yourself...
- i still can't believe i'm pregnant. 22 weeks, at that!!!
- when my bladder gets really full, then i go, i can FEEL everything fall down gradually. it kind of hurts, but it's more weird than anything.
- i have had this headache for 3 days straight.
- max does not like when i sing. he also likes to let me know when i should eat. so far, he's totally cool about me sleeping, which i am quite grateful for. i've read horror stories of being up all night with kicking babies. i'm good with just not singing.
- oh, we named mini Max Christopher. Chris is his daddy's name and we have just always loved 'max'. no one knows an uncool max.
- my usually loose rings are just starting to get tighter. not uncomfortable, but i can see where they're headed.
- i was told by a 13 yr-old boy yesterday that i "look like i ate a baby". ...thanks?
- while i'm definitely rounder, i'm still waiting for the middle belly-button portion of my stomach to round out. it's not a roll, just not ball-shaped yet. and it's annoying me because i guess there's still that "i wonder if she's pregnant or just needs to lay off the cheeseburgers" look on some faces.
- i have mad heartburn. i'm told that means he's hairy. if that's true, he's gonna be a gorilla.
- my boobs had gotten a solid cup-size bigger around 7/8ish weeks, but they've been back to normal since. no new bras! ...yet.
- i heart maternity pants. for real. why does no one wear these on a regular basis?!?! no muffin tops, no fat days, no trying to unbutton lighting fast so you don't pee yourself...
- i still can't believe i'm pregnant. 22 weeks, at that!!!
Friday, February 5, 2010
all bets are closed....
MINI-D IS A BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i'm so excited i can't stop smiling. little boys are the cutest! i bought a couple little outfits on my way home; one is a baby jogging suit with a puppy on the front with little puppy ears on the hood. oh. my. GOD! i can't wait to see my little man in it!!!!!!!
i'm so excited i can't stop smiling. little boys are the cutest! i bought a couple little outfits on my way home; one is a baby jogging suit with a puppy on the front with little puppy ears on the hood. oh. my. GOD! i can't wait to see my little man in it!!!!!!!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
simple pleasures...
in no particular order, these are the things that make me happy.
1. feeling mini-d squirm around in there
2. a clean desk (finished grading all my papers; not just pushed everything onto the bookcase. :) )
3. watching reruns of friends
4. buying a dress and getting to the counter only to find out it's on SALE!
5. friday night with the hubs watching a movie
6. good hair days
7. folded laundry/clean kitchen/dusted furniture
8. showers; wedding or baby
9. using all of my pretty platters when we have a party
10. cupcakes. :)
1. feeling mini-d squirm around in there
2. a clean desk (finished grading all my papers; not just pushed everything onto the bookcase. :) )
3. watching reruns of friends
4. buying a dress and getting to the counter only to find out it's on SALE!
5. friday night with the hubs watching a movie
6. good hair days
7. folded laundry/clean kitchen/dusted furniture
8. showers; wedding or baby
9. using all of my pretty platters when we have a party
10. cupcakes. :)
10 weeks later...
and i'm sick again. no voice, hacking cough, bad headaches sick. booooo.
so i'm home from work and catching up on my dvr'ed shows and sipping on some oj. 2 more days til we find out if mini is a he or a she!!!!
so i'm home from work and catching up on my dvr'ed shows and sipping on some oj. 2 more days til we find out if mini is a he or a she!!!!
Saturday, January 23, 2010
i mean, i guess...???
i *think* mini's moving around in there! i've felt this "feeling" in there off and on all this past week. kinda feels like a swooooooosh, or like when you roll your fist against your arm. (did that make sense? i can't explain it right, i think.) it does *not* feel like "bubbles" or "gas". not even like "butterflies". more like .... an elbow rolling across my uterus. i mean, maybe it's a knee or something, but whatever. i'm having a really hard time describing it, which sucks for chris. HE can't feel it from the outside, so he wants to know all about it and i think i just frustrate him when i try. haha.
ALSO - i have gained a total of SIX POUNDS!!! i have NOT been dieting, that's for damn sure, so i'm just happy to be on track. i watched my friend go from 160 to 210 in the first 4 months, (topping out at 270 - THAT was scary.) so i've always been afraid that would be me, too. i LOOK at food and gain weight. but so far, so good!
and i can't wait til the 5th. i can't wait to be able to say 'he' or 'she' with confidence! and the NAMES! we can finally lock down a name!!! so excited!!!
ALSO - i have gained a total of SIX POUNDS!!! i have NOT been dieting, that's for damn sure, so i'm just happy to be on track. i watched my friend go from 160 to 210 in the first 4 months, (topping out at 270 - THAT was scary.) so i've always been afraid that would be me, too. i LOOK at food and gain weight. but so far, so good!
and i can't wait til the 5th. i can't wait to be able to say 'he' or 'she' with confidence! and the NAMES! we can finally lock down a name!!! so excited!!!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
innie or outtie???
we shall see on february 5th!!!
my doctor was very adamant about doing it at 20 weeks, but i got her down to 19w4d. (go me. haha) it seems like everyone i know who has had a baby or is pregnant gets to find out at 17-18 weeks! oh well, only 3 weeks to wait.
:)
my doctor was very adamant about doing it at 20 weeks, but i got her down to 19w4d. (go me. haha) it seems like everyone i know who has had a baby or is pregnant gets to find out at 17-18 weeks! oh well, only 3 weeks to wait.
:)
Saturday, January 2, 2010
ok. i'm in.
i guess this is getting more "real" everyday. still not showing, but my normally peaches-n-cream complexion is not so cute anymore. i get at least one breakout a day! arg. and i wake up in the middle of the night having "pulled" my nether-regions. i know, i know, totally normal, but seriously weird! and i cry over the stupidest things. that damn baby commercial where they're all sleeping and cuddly, while watching the blind side, (cried the entire movie. "i just hoo-o-ope he doesn't feel embarrrrr-assed about being so bad at fooootballllllwaaaaaaaa.") when my husband makes his usual no-one-else-would-find-this-funny bad jokes.
so all added up, i'm pretty sure this whole pregnancy thing is going according to schedule and alls well.
and just in case i didn't think so, mrs. doctor lady said everything is growing beautifully and baby's heartbeat is sounding perfect.
yay!
so all added up, i'm pretty sure this whole pregnancy thing is going according to schedule and alls well.
and just in case i didn't think so, mrs. doctor lady said everything is growing beautifully and baby's heartbeat is sounding perfect.
yay!
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