a few posi+ives

I'm really trying hard here to find the good in today.

Dealing with the same blah-dy blah-ness that January has to offer...
plus that one little tidbit that changed my whole families life ya know
forever...

ok, back to the plus sign.
here's my list...

#1 - Last night I found a pair of maternity skinny jeans at Ross for $15.00 And they are pretty cute... with cute pockets and all.


besides the fact that Taryn yelled out in the dressing room last night, "mommy... is that you bum? ewe, yucky!"
I think they make it look nice.

#2 - I also purchased some new undies that make me feel oh so happy...sorry if that's TMI, but when you're pregnant, that makes a w-o-r-l-d of difference!

oh how I love you carinessa ;)

#3 - Taryn's new room is almost completely painted. The happiest color of yellow you 'err did see.


can you tell? It's going to be oooo-ber cute!

#4 - The fact that I will be able to decorate that adorable room in a few days time! I just can't wait and can't stop dreaming of all I want to do in there.

#5 - a favorite gal of mine stopped by to give me a treat.


definitely brought some smiles :)

#6 - valentines candy.

candy hearts
ju-ju hearts
cinnamon sugar hearts
I heart them all.

#7 - I think I will turn the cinnamon ones into chocolate covered ones! oooooohh la la.

#8 - there are only 4 more days left of this dreadful month. Then it's a short 28 days of February, and as soon as March arrives, it's just about baby time!

#9 - I'm having another good hair day. It's in a good phase.

#10 - I cleaned the kitchen.
nearly spotless.
dishes done - check
ajaxed sink - check
counters all cleared and wiped down - check
floor swept - check
and moped - check.

ahhh... Ok, now I can breath easier.

Oh and one more happy thing... I'll be heading out soon and as a reward for already drinking 2 of my 3 required jugs of water, I'll be getting a nice soothing 32 oz. gas station filled diet coke.

with pebble ice

fried

This is your brain on drugs...




This is your brain filled with psycho pregnancy hormones...


the end.

a splash of colour

I overheard the news tonight saying we had the highest amount of polution/smog in the valley today.

e . w. e .

Smog can really bring a girl down, seriously what can make a day feel worse?

As I sat at home ealier, still wearing pajamas, watching mindless tv, I thought of something I learned over 7 years ago.... C-YA!

(that's Change Your Attitude)

A little somethin' I learned from Mr. Bytheway.... the same time I began falling in love with Mr. Right ;)

So that's what I decided to do, change my attitude.
Along with my clothes.

Yesterday I had a short visit to the D.I., but came out with a couple good finds.

This skirt being one of them.
After a good scrub in the washer, it felt like new and made my belly happy to feel "relaxed."

I've decided I need to up the color scale and stop wasting my time wearing boring neutrals. I think this light weight cotton skirt is my new favorite piece of clothing... thanks d.i. dropper offer!

Another +plus+ ----> I got my hair did. Yup, got me some more blonde! Blonde ALWAYS makes me happy! It's like watching the sun come out when you blow dry your hair. luff it!

Do I look like I'm in luff?

The girls and I had a get-together night to beautify one another.
3 of us = 2 to work on one's head of hair at a time.
Total genius!

And there was even another benefit to this day....

there's just nothing like it.
Every now and then a "singer" gives ya the heebie jeebies and you decide to spare yourself and fast forward, then there's that one singer who has "the" story and gives you goose bumps as they share their voice.
It's like I can almost feel the warmth of spring coming, just knowing American Idol has started, the end finale will mean it's SPRING-TIME!

and I know no matter what, I can always be lifted up by this little princess...

She comes in many forms and has many talents she loves to share. Even a heart-wrenching fall to the ground crying scene (just like the scene after Cinderelly's mean step-sisters rip apart her dress and she goes running to that bench in the yard and cry's so very sadly) - ya, that's who she's imitating.
She's very convincing.

Or maybe she'll wash your walls as she hums a tune, or bake you a cupcake with pixie dust sprinkled on top.

I'm telling ya, many talents.

"No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
the dream that you wish will come true..."

Thank you Cinderelly.

a whale of a time

According to quite a few people I've seen in the last week, I'm getting "really big."

Luckily for those who have braved these words, I decided not throw a punch their way. Mostly because they are all people I generally have positive feelings towards.

Now if someone mentions those same words who I am not fond of, well that's a whole other post.

I don't remember hearing anything like this when I was pregnant with Taryn, but maybe I repressed those memories. I definitely repressed the memory of how sick I was the first trimester. One of God's tender mercies I suppose.

My next doctor's appointment is this Monday and I have a few thoughts and questions in mind.

- So, am I bigger than normal?
- How about we push that due date to the end of March instead of the beginning of April
- I was induced last time and it all went really well... how 'bout we go with that plan

(if he isn't set for that idea...I can always come up with a good excuse)

- um, my sister was out of town when my first baby was born and she's suppose to leave the first week of April and I really really want her to be there, so dearest most best doctor ever... induction is a must.

We already had a dry run of going into labor this last weekend. Kinda frightening. I woke up at 3 am with contractions. Not just those annoying braxton hicks that I've been having for awhile now, but the real deal kind. I woke Robbie up and we said some prayers, then I tried going back to sleep.
Ya, that wasn't happening.
After a call to the on-call doctor, I decided it would be best to go into the hospital. I called my mom, explained what was going on, and she came to stay over with Taryn.
We were on our way.

So many thoughts ran through my mind...

- what if I really am in labor and they can't stop it?!
- I am sooo not ready to have this baby! I haven't even nested yet...
- I'm only 26 weeks, how big can she be at this point!
- what if she's born and is only 1 pound.
- what if they put me on bed rest?

Those were just a few of my worries.

Once we arrived at the hospital, I had timed the contractions and they were about 7-10 minutes apart. The nice lady at the front desk grabbed me a wheel chair, quickly got my info, and had me with the nurse right away.

So far I really like this hospital and am excited to deliver there.

The nurse was great, set my mind at ease, got me all situated and hooked up to machines and said,
"Well you're not crazy! You are having contractions! Now let's get them to stop..."

After a few minutes she gave me a shot which as she said would "make me shake like a leaf."

And it did.

As I was feeling shaky, Robbie pointed out that the machine was showing a straight line.
That meant no more contractions.

YAY!!!

We waited another 5 minutes just to be sure they were not coming back, then we were on our way to the parking lot walking to our car in the falling snow with me having the shakes and leaving some scary worries behind.

The nurse said they were most likely brought on because I was dehydrated and I should be drinking 3 - 4 hospital sized jugs of water a day.

So now I look like this a lot and spend most my day running to the bathroom before I sneeze or cough.

I am also trying to go for this

instead of mindlessly eating all of these for my chocolate fix.

That nutella is yum-o. especially on toasted homemade bread (which I could never bake, only good neighbors bring that to me ;) or with bananas, or pretzels, or probably on anything else for that matter.

Now that I'm back to just getting "big," I'm going to enjoy these last few weeks of having only one child who is full of life and makes everyday exciting.

Here is this little clip to prove it...