Thursday, May 26, 2011
"Don't you quit. You keep walking, you keep trying, there is help and happiness ahead. Some blessings come soon. Some come late. Some don't come until heaven. But for those who embrace the gospel of Jesus Christ, they come. It will be alright in the end. Trust God and believe in good things to come." - Elder Jeffrey R. Holland
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
EVICTION
aarrhghhghhgghhh
i want this baby OUUT!!!!!!!
im issuing an eviction NOTICE
im raising the rent!
i want to run a marathon and eat spicy foods and drink red raspberry leaf tea and stick evening primrose capsels where they shouldnt go, and dtd (actually thats one thing i really dont want to do) and eat an entire pineapple, take warm baths, have my membranes stripped, be dialted to a four, and eat these weird labor cookies, and mow the lawn, walk the curb, drink castor oil, and do squats!
i want my water to fully break instead of just leaking out for days and days
i want to hold my child and use my breast pump and make brandon change his first dirty diaper!
i want her to pack her umbilical cord and placenta and move out!!!!
i want the hollywood water breaking moment!
i want her to stop kicking me in the ribs! i want her to face the right way so i dont have terrible back labor!
i want my OB to talk to me about anesthetic options! i want the epidural now!
i want him to tell me that i have to be induced immediately and i dont have a choice!
i want to have regular pooing habits again, and to fit into my clothes!
i want to dress her in all the adorable things in her closet!
i want to change her diapers and have her spit up all over me!
i want that baby smell!
i want to fall asleep with her in the rockingchair!
i want to be the comfort!
i want to finish packing my hospital back, i want to practice breathing and i want to get in the car, drive to the hospital and HAVE THIS BABY!
im serious!!!!!! i'll do it! i will!
IM GOING CRAZY WAITING PEOPLE!
i want this baby OUUT!!!!!!!
im issuing an eviction NOTICE
im raising the rent!
i want to run a marathon and eat spicy foods and drink red raspberry leaf tea and stick evening primrose capsels where they shouldnt go, and dtd (actually thats one thing i really dont want to do) and eat an entire pineapple, take warm baths, have my membranes stripped, be dialted to a four, and eat these weird labor cookies, and mow the lawn, walk the curb, drink castor oil, and do squats!
i want my water to fully break instead of just leaking out for days and days
i want to hold my child and use my breast pump and make brandon change his first dirty diaper!
i want her to pack her umbilical cord and placenta and move out!!!!
i want the hollywood water breaking moment!
i want her to stop kicking me in the ribs! i want her to face the right way so i dont have terrible back labor!
i want my OB to talk to me about anesthetic options! i want the epidural now!
i want him to tell me that i have to be induced immediately and i dont have a choice!
i want to have regular pooing habits again, and to fit into my clothes!
i want to dress her in all the adorable things in her closet!
i want to change her diapers and have her spit up all over me!
i want that baby smell!
i want to fall asleep with her in the rockingchair!
i want to be the comfort!
i want to finish packing my hospital back, i want to practice breathing and i want to get in the car, drive to the hospital and HAVE THIS BABY!
im serious!!!!!! i'll do it! i will!
IM GOING CRAZY WAITING PEOPLE!
Sunday, May 22, 2011
jacqueling.
dear jacqueling,
never ever ever buy/look at boden mini website for little girls EVER EVER EVER EVER AGAIN! holy cow i want to buy everything for grace!
and it's not even her size yet!
ahhrhghjkljioalkmg!
love
jacqueling.
never ever ever buy/look at boden mini website for little girls EVER EVER EVER EVER AGAIN! holy cow i want to buy everything for grace!
and it's not even her size yet!
ahhrhghjkljioalkmg!
love
jacqueling.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
she's the image of loveliness.
this may or may not be funny to anyone but i was craving gelatin candies- like gummy worms, gummy bears, peach ohs, watermelon ohs, and chocolate covered almonds and macaroni salad.
so brandon went to the store to get me those things because
i'm not dressed/cute enough to go anywhere.
seriously,
he asked me to wait in the car.
in his defense, i am wearing bright yellow shorts, have hairy sunburned legs, a bloody lip thats chapped, stringy greasy hair, and a pregnancy shirt that still shows my belly because it's too small that has big butterflies all over it.
yeah
the image of loveliness.
i miss my short hair so so so much on hot days like this.
so brandon went to the store to get me those things because
i'm not dressed/cute enough to go anywhere.
seriously,
he asked me to wait in the car.
in his defense, i am wearing bright yellow shorts, have hairy sunburned legs, a bloody lip thats chapped, stringy greasy hair, and a pregnancy shirt that still shows my belly because it's too small that has big butterflies all over it.
yeah
the image of loveliness.
i miss my short hair so so so much on hot days like this.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
just a military complaint.
for people who fight for justice and freedom, their bosses sure do a good job at being the most unjust and ignorant pricks ever.
if you can't pay the people who work for you on time and in the correct amount and more than 2.50 an hour
then you should probably change things.
just saying uncle sam- you have no problem taking out of my paycheck every single month to fund your political campaigns and stupid space trips,
but you can't pay my husband and all his buddies on time for putting their lives on the line so that you can sit in your cushy offices with your feet up and play golf on the weekends without being blown up.
really?
if you can't pay the people who work for you on time and in the correct amount and more than 2.50 an hour
then you should probably change things.
just saying uncle sam- you have no problem taking out of my paycheck every single month to fund your political campaigns and stupid space trips,
but you can't pay my husband and all his buddies on time for putting their lives on the line so that you can sit in your cushy offices with your feet up and play golf on the weekends without being blown up.
really?
Monday, May 9, 2011
allll wet!
brrr brr brr brr! it's FREEZING! AWAAAHHH, i hope it doesnt snow! please don't snow! it's been dripping rain all morning and poor dash has just been outside this whole time because he will eat everything in the garage if i put him in there to be dry. poor fellow./ maybe i'll just stick him in his kennel. but that's so sad!
today i am running around like a chicken with her head cut off- wake up, take b to work, run home, print off a ton of papers for WIC, dress, meet with wic, run off to pick b up from work at 10, drop him off at school, run home, run to the grocery store, make dinner, run back to pick up b, come home. wahlah!
for most people this is a normal day, for me it is going to be exhausting! if i dont get a nap nowadays i seriously melt into a disgusting pile of whine! i sound like a baby child that desperately needs to take a sleep but wont because they are too tired!
it's true.
ask b.
no stretch marks on the tummy yet, but serious itching.
what does that mean? am i honestly going to get bigger? WHERE?!
how?!
why?!?
grace should gain an ounce a day for the rest of this process.
i think... it might be per week...
i may have read that wrong.
she kicks constantly and ESPECIALLY when she hears one of these three people (which i think is interesting)
1. brandon
2. my mom
3. brandon's mom.
isn't that strange?
she doesn't usually kick a TON when i'm talking to her, (so when she does i get oober excited and drooly and talk forever)
but i think it's sweet that she kicks when those people are talking.
even when i'm just ichatting with my mom she does.
it's cool.
i'm glad it's raining a little because the strawberries needed some water i think.
on saturday b and kirby built a chicken fence... so the chicks no longer have the free range of the entire back yard- they were pretty upset about it- but not nearly as upset as when i grabbed them and tossed them over the almost 8 foot chicken wire fence into their new home.
that was apparently unforgivable.
even though they all flew safely down.
stinkers.
they are going to be bored out of their minds over there. i hope they dont start trying to get on top of the coop/ in the trees because then they will just dissapear forever and i'll miss them terribly. i already miss them walking aorund the whole back yard- it seems really boring without them playing on the playset and pooping on everything.
i keep packing and unpacking my suitcase and right now im in hospital limbo because i cant remember what i've unpacked and what i've repacked and what i need to pack again.
my mom says to just hand brandon a list and let him pack it when i'm ready to go- and i had to laugh because b can't find anything by himself. he really cannot. last night he asked me where the astringent was when it was right in front of his face.
literally.
but he didn't even use the word astringent: he said "where is that face thingy"
and i knew what he was talking about.
so for me to make a list that says
-one change of comfy maternity clothes
i dont even know what kind of mental breakdown that may create in his mind.
dont get me wrong, the man is a genius- really, truly very intelligent, and deep, and can get things done on his own- but when it comes to my stuff, or really anything around the house that is put away- he is totally and utterly lost.
dash is crying and i hate that sound.
so im gonna let him in even though he'll probably get me all wet
!
today i am running around like a chicken with her head cut off- wake up, take b to work, run home, print off a ton of papers for WIC, dress, meet with wic, run off to pick b up from work at 10, drop him off at school, run home, run to the grocery store, make dinner, run back to pick up b, come home. wahlah!
for most people this is a normal day, for me it is going to be exhausting! if i dont get a nap nowadays i seriously melt into a disgusting pile of whine! i sound like a baby child that desperately needs to take a sleep but wont because they are too tired!
it's true.
ask b.
no stretch marks on the tummy yet, but serious itching.
what does that mean? am i honestly going to get bigger? WHERE?!
how?!
why?!?
grace should gain an ounce a day for the rest of this process.
i think... it might be per week...
i may have read that wrong.
she kicks constantly and ESPECIALLY when she hears one of these three people (which i think is interesting)
1. brandon
2. my mom
3. brandon's mom.
isn't that strange?
she doesn't usually kick a TON when i'm talking to her, (so when she does i get oober excited and drooly and talk forever)
but i think it's sweet that she kicks when those people are talking.
even when i'm just ichatting with my mom she does.
it's cool.
i'm glad it's raining a little because the strawberries needed some water i think.
on saturday b and kirby built a chicken fence... so the chicks no longer have the free range of the entire back yard- they were pretty upset about it- but not nearly as upset as when i grabbed them and tossed them over the almost 8 foot chicken wire fence into their new home.
that was apparently unforgivable.
even though they all flew safely down.
stinkers.
they are going to be bored out of their minds over there. i hope they dont start trying to get on top of the coop/ in the trees because then they will just dissapear forever and i'll miss them terribly. i already miss them walking aorund the whole back yard- it seems really boring without them playing on the playset and pooping on everything.
i keep packing and unpacking my suitcase and right now im in hospital limbo because i cant remember what i've unpacked and what i've repacked and what i need to pack again.
my mom says to just hand brandon a list and let him pack it when i'm ready to go- and i had to laugh because b can't find anything by himself. he really cannot. last night he asked me where the astringent was when it was right in front of his face.
literally.
but he didn't even use the word astringent: he said "where is that face thingy"
and i knew what he was talking about.
so for me to make a list that says
-one change of comfy maternity clothes
i dont even know what kind of mental breakdown that may create in his mind.
dont get me wrong, the man is a genius- really, truly very intelligent, and deep, and can get things done on his own- but when it comes to my stuff, or really anything around the house that is put away- he is totally and utterly lost.
dash is crying and i hate that sound.
so im gonna let him in even though he'll probably get me all wet
!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
one thru nein
random thoughts
1. there's a plastic blow up ball in the backyard that is now deflated, was it pecked to death by the chickens?
2. why are the BEST fruit leathers also the most impossible to get seperated from the plastic wrap? why?! HOW DO CHILDREN EAT THESE THINGS?
3. i'm having one "of those" days where you wake up and want to take on the world, and every single project you've put off for oh 8 months of sicky pregnancy. watch out.
4. cereal does make me sick when i'm prego in the late stages- but i dont care because i cannot function without LIFE and MINI WHEATS.
5. the rash on my arm hasn't gone away and i'm not sure if it's a spreadable rash or if it's just an outbreak of exzema from prego hormoneees.
6. where are all the people who used to be in my life? i feel like i've lost them in space time/internet limbo and i'll never get them back.
7. this rash is also disturbing because it is a perfect circle...
8. this one is super personal. so i cant write it here. but just know that there is hope for you if you are like me. talk to your obgyn so that you wont have a weird/dreaded/i'm broken attitude on intimacy your whole married life. kthnx.
9. things to do, lots and lots of things to do. breakfast is over and i have no more excuses to be at this table on this computer.
1. there's a plastic blow up ball in the backyard that is now deflated, was it pecked to death by the chickens?
2. why are the BEST fruit leathers also the most impossible to get seperated from the plastic wrap? why?! HOW DO CHILDREN EAT THESE THINGS?
3. i'm having one "of those" days where you wake up and want to take on the world, and every single project you've put off for oh 8 months of sicky pregnancy. watch out.
4. cereal does make me sick when i'm prego in the late stages- but i dont care because i cannot function without LIFE and MINI WHEATS.
5. the rash on my arm hasn't gone away and i'm not sure if it's a spreadable rash or if it's just an outbreak of exzema from prego hormoneees.
6. where are all the people who used to be in my life? i feel like i've lost them in space time/internet limbo and i'll never get them back.
7. this rash is also disturbing because it is a perfect circle...
8. this one is super personal. so i cant write it here. but just know that there is hope for you if you are like me. talk to your obgyn so that you wont have a weird/dreaded/i'm broken attitude on intimacy your whole married life. kthnx.
9. things to do, lots and lots of things to do. breakfast is over and i have no more excuses to be at this table on this computer.
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