Ramblings of a pregnant woman

It's been two weeks since my last post and I'm a bit frustrated by that. I'm starting to get frustrated constantly. I'm tired of working on our house, our money pit of crap that just never seems to turn a corner to having one task done. Kent has been working so hard and I know he is tired of it as well. I almost started crying the other night when I realized we both are so tired at the end of the night that we just go to bed, no chatting, no cuddling, nothing...just fall asleep exhausted. I've had friends say, "when are you going to post pics of your house"? Well...here's why I haven't really posted many......

My house is in a wild heron sanctuary and apparently the last owner felt there was no need to ever trim a tree, I almost couldn't see the house when Kent first took me here.


Last week-end we literally killed ourselves, and my parents trying to trim the trees. This is just a small portion of the pile o' crap that is now my yard.

Look at these lovely bathroom shots that Kent "woo-ed" me with...




Here is where we are now....

Actually, we are a little farther, but you get the point.

Every night I come home, and I honestly run into a pile of this....


There is something about needing to wear shoes in your home for fear of a nail or screw jabbing you in the foot. Everything is dusty and I'm a tidy lady.

Luckily my man feels my pain and does this about 3x a week....



Loads this shit up and takes it to the dump!

Now to be fair, the house is actually looking better than some of these photos. We have been able to paint the entire outside, redo the deck, painted all of the kitchen cabinets and put new nobs on. The electrician is coming next week to do an overhaul and then drywall will go up in the rooms that we tore out paneling. I know my problem is that I see my belly growing more everyday, and I see that due date getting closer and my sense of freedom is dwindling. Kent and I should be trying to have some parties, travel a bit, enjoy our city and friends before our nugget arrives as everything is going to change. We haven't been able to do that though as this house has taken over. I know Kent is "nesting" now though and is really pushing to get everything ready before the baby comes. I love that about him. This week-end I hope to be able to look for curtains, a new coffee table and maybe buy the baby something fun.

19 weeks

I'm rounding the corner of being 19 weeks pregnant and I'm still a little baffled. Yesterday we went for the big Ultrasound, the sort of scary one when your are 35+ and they check for issues etc. The ultrasound tech was the same one we had the first time, I thought she was dull, but she was just doing her job. She spent about 45 minutes total and we were able to see the feet, hands, spine etc. When it was time to get close to the abdomen and genitals she had both of us close our eyes as we do not want to know the sex (I don't know if I could have been able to tell anyways). Kent and I kept laughing and yelling at one another that we had better not be cheating, it was probably only funny to us. The tech kept saying, your baby is really moving around, and I still felt like she wasn't actually talking to me. It strangely is just starting to hit me, like big time, that we are having a baby in early October. The ultrasound showed nothing out of the ordinary and as she and the Doctor left I just started to cry. Deep down I've worried, but I haven't let anything surface. The tears came out quickly though as I'm trying to get gel off my belly (actually I made Kent, he washed my tummy like it was a Buick). We left that office and a weight was off my shoulders and then the reality of life settled in.

Last week-end I went to Babies R Us, my idea of hell, and registered. My mother came with me and 2 1/2 hours later we left exhausted. I am amazed at the amount of stuff out there and the list that the store gave me as registry necessities. I believe we will be having 3 showers, so I tried to add many things to the registry that were in different price points. I felt embarrassed by the list and it just reminded me of our wedding registry all over again. I know this helps people when they want to purchase you something, but it also made me feel so selfish as well.

Kent and I are in a waiting period right now. Waiting for our home to get finished, but that won't happen until September. Waiting for the baby, and that doesn't happen until October. I'm blessed beyond belief and looking forward to settling in this summer and nesting with Kent.

I'm married and pregnant....

I have been unable to get into my computer recently to download photos that I've been wanting to share of our home and what we have been up to. I'm so tired though and swamped with things. Moving is tough, and then trying to remodel and make your new home a comfy place is not a speedy thing. Kent and I had a family meeting this week and we are both on task, budget and he knows his cutoff is the first part of September.

I can't believe I am 18 weeks pregnant. It is starting to hit me this week, the realization of what is happening. I have felt the baby move and it bizarre and comforting at the same time. It's like a little flutter in my lower abdomen and it makes me tear up just thinking about it. I think the move has been stressful and the pregnancy is not on our minds. This wake up call from our little nugget though has propelled me once again into emotional overload and the tears just flow. Today I was walking to the store to get lunch and it just hit me, I'm pregnant, I love my husband, it's sunny out...and I totally started crying. The only thing that jolted me out of this teary state was the two guys who blocked the sidewalk and wouldn't let me pass. Apparently I have nice eyes, and beautiful hair, and "hey baby, can't we just talk." To that I laughed and yelled, "No, I'm married and pregnant," and this just sent me into a laughing fit. They both said, oh, have a nice day.

Happy Friday Everyone!