Just So You Know

I have discovered that I REALLY enjoy driving my car by myself and making race car sounds.  Not that I'm really good at sound effects, 'cause I'm a girl.  (I know that sounds totally sexist, but in my experience 90% of men are better at sound effects than 95% of women)  However, I find a lot of joy making overly dramatic acceleration sounds, and squealing tire sounds as I turn corners.

What do you do to make driving fun?

As Requested

So, I realize that I already posted today.  Sorry about that.  It's a two-for-one deal!  I have gotten a few requests to post pictures of my baby bump.  I also got a new hair cut, so that is in this picture too.  Now, I must explain a few things about this picture.  Firstly, I am no good at taking pictures of myself.  Secondly, I would like to share that before I became pregnant, my tummy was smaller than my ... upper area.  Not by a ton, but it was. Thirdly, though this may be TMI my upper area has grown enough that I have already had to buy new under garments.  And at the current rate of growth, I will be doing this at least one more time.  So, proportionately, I may not look that different.   However, my proportions have drastically changed.  Honestly, I'm pretty happy about all of these changes.

So, here you go.  It's me, and making their blog debut, is Baby Bucket

Random Observation

Has anyone else noticed that the majority of the time, the "word verification" words ... aren't?  As in, sometimes you get things like "Moon" or "Hot Dog", but most often you are given "Moen" or "Hat Dug".  They can be so close to being words, but they just got lost on the way.  I feel like they shouldn't be called "word verifications", but that they should be called "random-letters-we-put-together-to-throw-you-off verification".  I am TOTALLY a human, and half the time I get it wrong.

This has no purpose.  I was just thinking about it, and this is my blog, so I can be random if I want to.  (And if it was my party I could cry, just cause I wanted to.)

This is getting strange.  Thanks for reading! :)

Celebrate!

Look at the ticker at the top of my blog!  Really, GO!  Look!

Do you see what I see?  Do you see how many weeks have gone by in my pregnancy?  THIRTEEN!  Do you know what thirteen means?  SECOND TRIMESTER!  When I was at week 7, we went to the doctor, and because Jr was short, they moved my due date.  Had that not happened, I would have been in week thirteen last Monday.  And I tell you what, this week was awesome!  I'm still kind of sick sometimes, but as a whole, I am only sick when my stomach is empty.  So I eat, and eat, and eat.  I've always quite enjoyed eating, but now it's kind of getting old.  The good news though, is I'm feeling better.

Ok, some people say that the second trimester doesn't start till week fourteen.  But because it's about 50/50 I'm going to say I'M THERE!  Jr, is the size of a peach and I'm feeling good!

Did I mention I'm really happy about this?  Cause I am!  I feel like a person again!

Pregnancy Perk #3

As previously mentioned, I'm a squishy type girl.  This is something I have been self-conscious about most of my life.  I've been working on it slowly but surely.  Then I was blessed with pregnancy, and i am no longer working on it.  And yet, there is something really cool going on.  You see, I am showing freakishly early.  Yes, I am aware that it could be bloat, or water weight.  Whatever it is, I look pregnant.  Normally, squishy girls take longer to show, and for some strange reason, that's not the case with me.

I've always been the type to kind of avoid looking in the mirror when I get out of the shower.  I wasn't happy with what I saw, so I just didn't look.  The other day, I decided to take a glance, and this is what I found:  I felt beautiful.  Here I am, looking larger than I ever have in my life, and yet, I feel pretty.  Right now, it's not some horrible thing that I need to try to get rid of.  It's something that I have wanted for months.  Well, years really.  I just knew I needed to get married first.  Sunday is Mother's Day, and though I haven't yet met my baby, I am a Mom!  I am a mom, with a beautiful pregnant looking body.  Pretty much life is rockin' my knee-highs!

Can I Please Plan?

About a week ago, Hod and I made a decision.  You see, we have been living with my parents to save on rent.  We are so grateful to them.  However, we kind of want our own place.  Mom and Dad have been so good to us, and they have let us take over the basement so we can have our own space.  But, we still have to coordinate with my parents a lot.  That really isn't a big deal, I just don't love having to do it.  I guess maybe that's part of being an adult: I just don't want to have to depend so much on my parents.  So, even though I've loved spending time with my parents, we're ready to move on.

Hod and I decided that it was time to move out.  We decided to stay in this area.  Hod got a new job so he could support our family, and I got a part time summer job.  We both started working this week.  Yesterday we went and found an apartment, filled out the application, payed the fee, all that jazz.  I was SO excited!  We had a plan!  We knew what we were doing for the next 12 months at least.  There was joy in my heart.

Then while I was at work, Hod got a call asking him to come interview for a job about 50 miles away.  Hod REALLY wants this job.  It would be in a great environment (which he may or may not have now... he just started his new job today), it would be something he would enjoy (unlike the job he took to support our family), and he would never have to work on a Sunday (also something not currently an option).

Why must this happen just when I'm planning?  I mean, really!  A month ago, I was moving to Florida.  Then in the course of 48 hours we discovered that we weren't supposed to go.  We had no where to live, so my parents kindly took us in.  So we made a new plan, and less than 4 hours later, that plan my be over.  I'm all about trying to follow the Lord, but I'm getting tired!  I want to PLAN!

Ok, sorry to complain.  But there are some things I need to figure out.  For example, I would really like to get a Doctor.  Jr is growing.  I can tell cause my tummy is growing and I'm losing weight.  Not a lot, don't be worried.  I've lost about 5 lbs in just over a month.  I just get nervous.  I don't know what is normal for me.  I've never been this pregnant before.  I would love for a doctor to tell me that everything is fine.  Part of me knows that it's all good, but I still get nervous.  If you don't know where you're going to live, it makes it really hard to get a doctor.

Overall, life really is good.  I just have this intense need to plan!