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Seth and I had some kind of yuck yesterday and then when we were feeling well enough to get out of bed he claimed the laptop for training videos while I finished reading one of the three books I was reading. I was starting to get confused so I knew I had to finish one of them.
Friday
So we will start here because that’s when I fell off the blogging map. Friday I woke up and literally could not put on pants. I couldn’t bend my legs at all. Like you know when you lift your leg to put it inside the pant leg? I couldn’t do that. Also every time I moved I was in pain. I knew I had a physical therapy appointment that day so I just reached over to the side of the bed and clicked on my heating pad and waited. Meanwhile things were brewing at work so I had to take a bunch of phone calls most of the morning and sort out that hot mess. I got to the PT appointment and the PT took one look at my hips and my pelvic alignment and she was like, I don’t even know how you walked in here you pelvis is so jacked. (But in clinical terms she’s professional, unlike me.)
*sidebar* My PT must think I’m crazy. It’s just really hard for me not to say wildly inappropriate things while I’m wrapped up in someone’s arms being twisted over tables. I mean at some points in the session my face is literally in her boobs. I try really hard not to motorboat her while I’m there. But I do say random things like, you smell really nice today. I mean what am I supposed to say? Thanks for letting me get to second base? Either way our last session she told me that she loved how blunt I was because I was telling her about the no panties rule during labor. So she gets it, I make inappropriate comments when I’m nervous or uncomfortable. I’m not the only one. Heavy Baggage Blogger L’ara does too. *end sidebar*
She realigned me and then I got my massage which is the best part. Then she showed me some self realignment stuff to do with Seth. Then she said if I came back next week unaligned again, I was going to be fitted for a “binder”. I told her that didn’t sound sexy at all. She laughed at me because by now she has figured out I’m just strange. Needless to say Seth and I have been realigning my pelvis every night since then and it sounds like getting a binder might just be better than being in pain and not being able to walk and waiting until Seth can realign me.
Friday night I can’t remember what we did. I think we went over to my parents. Yeah we did because Seth didn’t have to work so he went over there after he got my car serviced. So after he ran errands and went to the gym, he went over there to work on the armoire. We had pizza for dinner and then went home and watched some DVR. We went to bed pretty early because we knew we had a long day ahead of us tomorrow.
Saturday
Saturday was Kathy’s shower!! First we woke up and cleaned the house though because my in-laws were supposed to come over after the shower. And when I say we “cleaned the house” mostly we just picked it up and vacuumed. My house hasn’t been “chemically” cleaned in forever. Dusting kicks up my allergies so bad I can hardly breathe, cleaning the bathroom makes me woozy and I have a hard time bending down to clean things like the tubs and toilets. My kitchen sink is so gross I don’t even know what to do, I’m pretty sure it’s permanently stained. I try not to think about it. Mostly I just congratulate myself if I get the house picked up and looking nice.
So after that we took showers and got ready for the party. We were actually early for the party which is HUGE for us. It either means we were super excited or completely unaware of what time it was when we left. Either way I was pretty proud of us.
The party was so great. It was nice and laid back and TONS of people came, more than I expected! I posted the pictures for you. My husband looks super grumpy in them but I promise he wasn’t. He had a great time. His asthma just caught up with him by the time we started pictures and of course we forgot his inhaler at home so as the evening progressed, he was able to breathe less and less.
We got amazing gifts, we are so blessed to have great friends. So many tiny cute outfits. I went home and immediately started playing with them and taking all the tags off.
Kathy had a wonderful spread out. She had the best idea for a winter party. She got a giant sub and then made soup so we had soup and subs and then she got the biggest veggie tray I’ve ever seen in my life. At one point both her and I were just planted at the table grazing on this thing. She got it from Bag and Save and it was a really great tray. Lots of selection and the veggies weren’t like sectioned off like usual, they were all mixed together so it looked really neat and every now and then you would uncover a gem that you hadn’t eaten in a while and it was like a game really. Okay I’m totally obsessed over the veggie tray, but you have to understand, most parties, that’s my main source of sustenance, so I know a lot about veggie trays.
Everyone seemed like they had a great time. We stayed with our families until about 7:30/8. It was a super long day and my back was killing me when I got home and my husband couldn’t breathe but we didn’t’ care because we had such a good time. I highly recommend Jack and Jill baby showers. Having the men there makes it super fun.
After we left the shower I took a LONG bath and we watched some more DVR and we hit the sack early because we were exhausted.
Sunday
We woke up late and ran some errands (we tried to find curtains and picked up some supplies for Seth to finish the armoire) and then we went over to my parents so Seth could work on the armoire. I decided that my parents had fed us enough over the past couple of weeks and so I decided to make lunch and dinner over there. For lunch I made Basil Tomato Soup and Grilled Cheese and for dinner I made risotto, cheesy veggies, and my mom helped me make some crockpot chicken.
I had a ton of stuff I wanted to get done that day and luckily I have an invalid mother to help me. (Just kidding Mom!). First we went thru all the baby clothes I got and then I used her super fancy machine to wash them with the UBER expensive laundry detergent I had to buy. I had to get detergent for a high efficiency washer and then perfume free. Lord that was hard to find.
Next project was painting the letters for Evelynn’s nursery. I was completely stumped on what to do. I have like 4% creativity in my body. Plus I’m horribly impatient so I’m never good at crafts because I don’t like waiting for things to dry or anything like that. I hemmed and hawed my way around it and finally asked my Mom for help. She took right to it. So here is what we started with:
Then here they are painted (all my mom’s idea, by the way):
Here they are on her nursery wall (they are stuck up there with those sticky tabs by 3M, that way when she gets older we can remove them if she wants, plus I don’t have to put 200 tiny holes in my wall trying to hang them):
And here is a far away shot of the letters on the wall (YES I have a picture of Marilyn Monroe above my daughter’s crib. This room used to be covered in black and white Marilyn Monroe pictures, this one is my favorite, and it’s from her Eve Arnold session. I don’t’ care what you say about her being a bad role model for a girl, she gave me a lot of confidence in high school when I was changing high schools every year.):
How cool are they? I was so excited! My mom came up with a great idea on how to paint them and my dad did an amazing job on the letters. By the way, if you want letters done for anything, I can totally put you in contact with him, he has reasonable prices. And he’s super talented. Shoot me an email.
After that was done I wrote out all the thank you’s for our shower gifts, filled out Evelynn’s baby book (the parts about the shower) and then got all the shower pictures my mom took up on the blog and facebook.
Then I made dinner and it was really good. Then we went home and we accidently stayed up way too late, I got to reading and Seth was watching training videos.
Monday
Monday I woke up and just felt awful, plus it was snowing and I didn’t want to drive to work in the snow. I got ready anyway and went to tell Seth goodbye and inform him how crappy I felt and then he said, I feel terrible too, and if you feel like I feel you should get back in bed. He didn’t have to tell me twice. I made myself some breakfast and then tried to eat it and not throw it up. We laid in bed alternately getting up to refill our waters or try to eat. Around 2 we started to get ready for our last diabetes specialist appointment. I really didn’t want to go but it was the last one. On the car ride over I practically vomited on the interstate. Seth was feeling a little bit better, but I could tell he wanted to be back in bed. He kept saying, just in and out, then we are done.
So we showed up on time thanks to someone pulling out of the parking garage right in front. We wouldn’t have if we had to park anywhere higher, not that the diabetes clinic is EVER on time. We checked in and then waited 20 minutes after our scheduled time to see the specialist, or “dietician”. We went into her little room and there, the lady with a bobblehead who obviously hasn’t eaten anything this century, proceeded to lecture me on the TWO (TWO! IN ONE MONTH) days I went over the 120 mark. I explained to her that she was the one who told us to experiment with adding another carb for dinner and that was what we were doing. Of course one of those days was a Taco Bell day and I got a freaking lecture about Taco Bell. She was telling me all about how it wasn’t good for me and I had to restrain myself from asking her when she EVER ate at a Taco Bell. Instead I asked her if she had heard of their “drive thru diet”. She didn’t think I was funny, but I got a snort out of Seth. The second day I went over was because I was on the phone and eating chips and I lost count of how many I ate. She told me a good way to avoid that was to put my chips in a small bowl and put the bag away. I really wanted to tell her about how much I hate doing dishes and what a waste that was to wash a bowl but I just let it go so we could get out of there.
Then she did the same thing my doctor is doing now, which apparently happens towards the end of your pregnancy where they start to admonish you for how much weight you’ve gained. Seriously, I have not gone over the 1 pound a week rule. But for some reason, instead of congratulating me for sticking to their stupid rule, they start using that tone with me and telling me that I need to keep an eye on it, and I’ve gained as much weight as they would like to see. Let’s not mention the fact that I’ve only gained 30 pounds, whatever, bite me.
So we left and I practically skipped out the door so I wouldn’t punch anyone on my way out and I never have to go back there again. Unless Dr. Bobblehead doomsday is right and I’ll be one of the 60% of women who just keeps their diabetes. Knowing my luck I will.
Then we went home and pretty much went to bed. Seth got up around 5 and made dinner and watched training videos. I took a bath around 7 and then got in bed and read until Seth came to bed. And now we are all caught up in the world of the Hellbusch’s.
Eveylnn’s blog
I totally think Evie is turning herself around. Her back used to be against my right rib cage and she hadn’t moved from that spot since 30 weeks. All of the sudden Sunday she started violently rolling around and now I can feel her feet and arms pushing against my rib cage on the right. It was like she turned around and now she is in the middle of my stomach. It’s really strange. Maybe she is getting ready for go time. Lord knows I’m ready too. I’ve entered the nervous/apprehensive part of the pregnancy where I’m totally ready for it to be over and her to get her, but the reality of actually having to give birth to her is freaking me out. I alternate between trying to come to terms with it and prepare myself and trying to ignore it and pretend it’s not going to happen and just let it sneak up on me.
Crazy Cat Lady in the HOUSE!
Here are two pictures of my lovely Bengal Cats for you to enjoy today. I know, you come here solely for this.
Here is what I woke up to this morning:
I’m not sure why Baggy decided to sleep by our heads last night (probably because our tossing and turning pissed him off so he moved near our heads) but it was cute to see Seth and Baggy cuddling at the face, they don’t do that often.
And we can’t forget Miss Willow who from this angle, is trying to get in a Sir Mix a Lot video:
Seriously, why does her ass look so huge?? I swear she is not that big butted in real life.
Ketchup!
Alright I’m off to catch up! Hope you all have a lovely day!
Love (to be home again today),
Carrie
Seth and I had some kind of yuck yesterday and then when we were feeling well enough to get out of bed he claimed the laptop for training videos while I finished reading one of the three books I was reading. I was starting to get confused so I knew I had to finish one of them.
Friday
So we will start here because that’s when I fell off the blogging map. Friday I woke up and literally could not put on pants. I couldn’t bend my legs at all. Like you know when you lift your leg to put it inside the pant leg? I couldn’t do that. Also every time I moved I was in pain. I knew I had a physical therapy appointment that day so I just reached over to the side of the bed and clicked on my heating pad and waited. Meanwhile things were brewing at work so I had to take a bunch of phone calls most of the morning and sort out that hot mess. I got to the PT appointment and the PT took one look at my hips and my pelvic alignment and she was like, I don’t even know how you walked in here you pelvis is so jacked. (But in clinical terms she’s professional, unlike me.)
*sidebar* My PT must think I’m crazy. It’s just really hard for me not to say wildly inappropriate things while I’m wrapped up in someone’s arms being twisted over tables. I mean at some points in the session my face is literally in her boobs. I try really hard not to motorboat her while I’m there. But I do say random things like, you smell really nice today. I mean what am I supposed to say? Thanks for letting me get to second base? Either way our last session she told me that she loved how blunt I was because I was telling her about the no panties rule during labor. So she gets it, I make inappropriate comments when I’m nervous or uncomfortable. I’m not the only one. Heavy Baggage Blogger L’ara does too. *end sidebar*
She realigned me and then I got my massage which is the best part. Then she showed me some self realignment stuff to do with Seth. Then she said if I came back next week unaligned again, I was going to be fitted for a “binder”. I told her that didn’t sound sexy at all. She laughed at me because by now she has figured out I’m just strange. Needless to say Seth and I have been realigning my pelvis every night since then and it sounds like getting a binder might just be better than being in pain and not being able to walk and waiting until Seth can realign me.
Friday night I can’t remember what we did. I think we went over to my parents. Yeah we did because Seth didn’t have to work so he went over there after he got my car serviced. So after he ran errands and went to the gym, he went over there to work on the armoire. We had pizza for dinner and then went home and watched some DVR. We went to bed pretty early because we knew we had a long day ahead of us tomorrow.
Saturday
Saturday was Kathy’s shower!! First we woke up and cleaned the house though because my in-laws were supposed to come over after the shower. And when I say we “cleaned the house” mostly we just picked it up and vacuumed. My house hasn’t been “chemically” cleaned in forever. Dusting kicks up my allergies so bad I can hardly breathe, cleaning the bathroom makes me woozy and I have a hard time bending down to clean things like the tubs and toilets. My kitchen sink is so gross I don’t even know what to do, I’m pretty sure it’s permanently stained. I try not to think about it. Mostly I just congratulate myself if I get the house picked up and looking nice.
So after that we took showers and got ready for the party. We were actually early for the party which is HUGE for us. It either means we were super excited or completely unaware of what time it was when we left. Either way I was pretty proud of us.
The party was so great. It was nice and laid back and TONS of people came, more than I expected! I posted the pictures for you. My husband looks super grumpy in them but I promise he wasn’t. He had a great time. His asthma just caught up with him by the time we started pictures and of course we forgot his inhaler at home so as the evening progressed, he was able to breathe less and less.
We got amazing gifts, we are so blessed to have great friends. So many tiny cute outfits. I went home and immediately started playing with them and taking all the tags off.
Kathy had a wonderful spread out. She had the best idea for a winter party. She got a giant sub and then made soup so we had soup and subs and then she got the biggest veggie tray I’ve ever seen in my life. At one point both her and I were just planted at the table grazing on this thing. She got it from Bag and Save and it was a really great tray. Lots of selection and the veggies weren’t like sectioned off like usual, they were all mixed together so it looked really neat and every now and then you would uncover a gem that you hadn’t eaten in a while and it was like a game really. Okay I’m totally obsessed over the veggie tray, but you have to understand, most parties, that’s my main source of sustenance, so I know a lot about veggie trays.
Everyone seemed like they had a great time. We stayed with our families until about 7:30/8. It was a super long day and my back was killing me when I got home and my husband couldn’t breathe but we didn’t’ care because we had such a good time. I highly recommend Jack and Jill baby showers. Having the men there makes it super fun.
After we left the shower I took a LONG bath and we watched some more DVR and we hit the sack early because we were exhausted.
Sunday
We woke up late and ran some errands (we tried to find curtains and picked up some supplies for Seth to finish the armoire) and then we went over to my parents so Seth could work on the armoire. I decided that my parents had fed us enough over the past couple of weeks and so I decided to make lunch and dinner over there. For lunch I made Basil Tomato Soup and Grilled Cheese and for dinner I made risotto, cheesy veggies, and my mom helped me make some crockpot chicken.
I had a ton of stuff I wanted to get done that day and luckily I have an invalid mother to help me. (Just kidding Mom!). First we went thru all the baby clothes I got and then I used her super fancy machine to wash them with the UBER expensive laundry detergent I had to buy. I had to get detergent for a high efficiency washer and then perfume free. Lord that was hard to find.
Next project was painting the letters for Evelynn’s nursery. I was completely stumped on what to do. I have like 4% creativity in my body. Plus I’m horribly impatient so I’m never good at crafts because I don’t like waiting for things to dry or anything like that. I hemmed and hawed my way around it and finally asked my Mom for help. She took right to it. So here is what we started with:
Then here they are painted (all my mom’s idea, by the way):
Here they are on her nursery wall (they are stuck up there with those sticky tabs by 3M, that way when she gets older we can remove them if she wants, plus I don’t have to put 200 tiny holes in my wall trying to hang them):
And here is a far away shot of the letters on the wall (YES I have a picture of Marilyn Monroe above my daughter’s crib. This room used to be covered in black and white Marilyn Monroe pictures, this one is my favorite, and it’s from her Eve Arnold session. I don’t’ care what you say about her being a bad role model for a girl, she gave me a lot of confidence in high school when I was changing high schools every year.):
How cool are they? I was so excited! My mom came up with a great idea on how to paint them and my dad did an amazing job on the letters. By the way, if you want letters done for anything, I can totally put you in contact with him, he has reasonable prices. And he’s super talented. Shoot me an email.
After that was done I wrote out all the thank you’s for our shower gifts, filled out Evelynn’s baby book (the parts about the shower) and then got all the shower pictures my mom took up on the blog and facebook.
Then I made dinner and it was really good. Then we went home and we accidently stayed up way too late, I got to reading and Seth was watching training videos.
Monday
Monday I woke up and just felt awful, plus it was snowing and I didn’t want to drive to work in the snow. I got ready anyway and went to tell Seth goodbye and inform him how crappy I felt and then he said, I feel terrible too, and if you feel like I feel you should get back in bed. He didn’t have to tell me twice. I made myself some breakfast and then tried to eat it and not throw it up. We laid in bed alternately getting up to refill our waters or try to eat. Around 2 we started to get ready for our last diabetes specialist appointment. I really didn’t want to go but it was the last one. On the car ride over I practically vomited on the interstate. Seth was feeling a little bit better, but I could tell he wanted to be back in bed. He kept saying, just in and out, then we are done.
So we showed up on time thanks to someone pulling out of the parking garage right in front. We wouldn’t have if we had to park anywhere higher, not that the diabetes clinic is EVER on time. We checked in and then waited 20 minutes after our scheduled time to see the specialist, or “dietician”. We went into her little room and there, the lady with a bobblehead who obviously hasn’t eaten anything this century, proceeded to lecture me on the TWO (TWO! IN ONE MONTH) days I went over the 120 mark. I explained to her that she was the one who told us to experiment with adding another carb for dinner and that was what we were doing. Of course one of those days was a Taco Bell day and I got a freaking lecture about Taco Bell. She was telling me all about how it wasn’t good for me and I had to restrain myself from asking her when she EVER ate at a Taco Bell. Instead I asked her if she had heard of their “drive thru diet”. She didn’t think I was funny, but I got a snort out of Seth. The second day I went over was because I was on the phone and eating chips and I lost count of how many I ate. She told me a good way to avoid that was to put my chips in a small bowl and put the bag away. I really wanted to tell her about how much I hate doing dishes and what a waste that was to wash a bowl but I just let it go so we could get out of there.
Then she did the same thing my doctor is doing now, which apparently happens towards the end of your pregnancy where they start to admonish you for how much weight you’ve gained. Seriously, I have not gone over the 1 pound a week rule. But for some reason, instead of congratulating me for sticking to their stupid rule, they start using that tone with me and telling me that I need to keep an eye on it, and I’ve gained as much weight as they would like to see. Let’s not mention the fact that I’ve only gained 30 pounds, whatever, bite me.
So we left and I practically skipped out the door so I wouldn’t punch anyone on my way out and I never have to go back there again. Unless Dr. Bobblehead doomsday is right and I’ll be one of the 60% of women who just keeps their diabetes. Knowing my luck I will.
Then we went home and pretty much went to bed. Seth got up around 5 and made dinner and watched training videos. I took a bath around 7 and then got in bed and read until Seth came to bed. And now we are all caught up in the world of the Hellbusch’s.
Eveylnn’s blog
I totally think Evie is turning herself around. Her back used to be against my right rib cage and she hadn’t moved from that spot since 30 weeks. All of the sudden Sunday she started violently rolling around and now I can feel her feet and arms pushing against my rib cage on the right. It was like she turned around and now she is in the middle of my stomach. It’s really strange. Maybe she is getting ready for go time. Lord knows I’m ready too. I’ve entered the nervous/apprehensive part of the pregnancy where I’m totally ready for it to be over and her to get her, but the reality of actually having to give birth to her is freaking me out. I alternate between trying to come to terms with it and prepare myself and trying to ignore it and pretend it’s not going to happen and just let it sneak up on me.
Crazy Cat Lady in the HOUSE!
Here are two pictures of my lovely Bengal Cats for you to enjoy today. I know, you come here solely for this.
Here is what I woke up to this morning:
I’m not sure why Baggy decided to sleep by our heads last night (probably because our tossing and turning pissed him off so he moved near our heads) but it was cute to see Seth and Baggy cuddling at the face, they don’t do that often.
And we can’t forget Miss Willow who from this angle, is trying to get in a Sir Mix a Lot video:
Seriously, why does her ass look so huge?? I swear she is not that big butted in real life.
Ketchup!
Alright I’m off to catch up! Hope you all have a lovely day!
Love (to be home again today),
Carrie
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