Argh, I'm behind again...

I keep intending to update this thing at least once a week, but then life takes over and I forget. Thanks to those who so kindly remind me that I need to post!

Anyways, believe it or not I do have a new picture to add, but it has yet to leave my camera. Truth be told, we got a new camera and haven't added the software to our computer yet. It's on my 'to do' list. I figured at this point, I might as well wait until after x-mas and post a bunch of pictures at once. I'll try to get some extra belly pics right after I fill it up with good old xmas goodies.

What else is new... well, Jereme's parents made it home for a visit. Was good to see them. His grandparents are doing as best as could be expected. We intend to spend some more time with them over the holidays. No luck so far with Jereme's job search... somethings gotta happen soon. The thought of him being at home my entire maternity leave scares me :)

Baby is doing fine. Kicking and punching like crazy and enjoying the holiday food. Hopefully at my next appointment, they'll be able to give me news about when they think I will go. Wishful thinking I know, but I am getting really anxious. For now, it's 57 days and counting.

I do have to mention that I got one holiday wish granted. For 2 years there was a billboard of Kenny Chesney smiling down on my on my way to work. Then the jerks went and replaced it with a prevent suicide billboard :( No good. Last week I was plesantly surprised to find that there is a new billboard of Kenny taking a gander in my direction. He's on my way home from work now. Amazing how the little things and life can make you smile. Jereme thinks I am nuts.

Time to run, Merry Christmas to everyone!

No more business travel

It official... I am no longer traveling for business until after I return from maternity leave. At least not on an airplane. Waddling through airports with a 15lb backpack and a rolling suitcase is a disaster waiting to happen. Maybe I am just out of shape, but seriously, you get tired real quick. Then there is the actual flying itself. Baby VB seems to think that as soon as the plane takes off it is time to do somersaults. Not to mention the fact that you're crammed into the plane like sardines. Worst of all, my flight home was delayed... a lot... which put me at home WAAAAYYY past my bedtime. And, the plane smelt so badly of urine that the people getting on in front of me actually took steps back when boarding. Alas, I made it into my own bed that night.

So after my business trip fiasco, I have my early morning doctors appointment. Blurry eyed I make it on time thinking that my blood pressure is going to be through the roof, but actually it was perfect. Maybe I was too tired to care to get worked up. Gained another 2 lbs... I think that puts be around 15 or so. Doc says its fine and that I am still measuring right on. Baby is doing great. No signs of coming earlier... yet. We're learning a lot about birth and such from online classes, so we're finally getting to a stage where there are questions for the dr. My official opinion, give me the drugs; if I don't have to feel pain, why should I?

I learned that the little 'kicks' I feel consistently are really the baby getting the hiccups. He/she gets them almost every day. I don't know why, but it makes me laugh to think of the little bugger hiccupping away in there.

Final thought for the day... should pregnant women be expected to shave and put on nylons? I am thinking no... both are just too risky. Maybe I will give them up for my New Year's resolution or at least until the baby is here :)

Ready set... its xmas time

As most of you know, Jereme's mom and step-dad live over in Malaysia. Most years they come back in the month of December to spend time with the family over the holidays. This usually makes our month really, really busy as we try to spend as much time with them as possible. This year they decided to wait and come back in February as most of the family has more available time then and of course... that's when the baby is due. Well, all that changed last week. Jereme's Grandmother who suffers from Parkinson's isn't doing to great and then his step-gpa had a severe stroke. Anyways, his parents decided to make the trek back to for the next two weeks. They plan on coming back in February too. Its great to have them home for the holidays, but now we're a little busier than expected!

I feel a little rushed to cram in all the holiday events, not to mention shopping. Then again, why complain, the faster this goes, the closer I get to having this baby!

Not much new with the kiddo this week. Still beating me up from the inside. Jereme continues to laugh at my big tummy everyday. He actually thinks I am going to miss it after the baby is born... yeah right. I may have to break my habit of talking to my tummy, but I won't miss it!

Work travel and doctor's appointments scheduled for next week. Hoping that my blood pressure won't be sky high after flying.

Until then...

Gobble, gobble

Whoo hoo, turkey day is just around the corner. Usually this isn't a favorite holiday, but this year is different. Good food here we come and I get to wear stretchy pants! Today I'm wearing my, "Got Cravings" t-shirt in honor of the upcoming occassion.

We had an ultrasound this past Monday. Baby is growing just as expected. They estimate the weight around 2lbs 9oz. And its little heart could be seen thumping away at about 149 beats per minute. I'm sure we'll get some more information at our next regular doctor appointment.

I did find out that the placenta has moved enough for me to delivery naturally, which is good! The bad news is little baby VB has decided that she/he is not ready to face head down just yet and is laying sideways... actually butt first is what we were told. There is still plenty of time to move into position, so no reason to panic just yet, but they will monitor it closely. For now I guess I get a big old head jamming into my ribs :) Ha! and here I thought that was the baby's butt!

We have a few new pics, but they aren't as good as the first ones. I'll add them once we have a chance to scan them in.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

Did you know...

that my baby countdown is being advertised on TV!!! Really it is. Well actually, my due date happens to coincide with the move to digital tv. It's still funny to hear the countdown everyday.

My memory still sucks and no matter how many places I write things down, I still forget. This time I booked a business trip over a Dr. appointment. You'd think I would double check the calendar before I do these things. This is my last business trip until I return from maternity leave for sure. I'll be 30 weeks by this time, so any more would be too much of a pain, literally! Plus my clients look at me funny when I waddle into the meeting room. Ha!

See ya later aligators!

Relaxed

Ah, I love weekends when you have absolutely nothing to do, which is exactly what we did last weekend. Well, not really. Friday we ended up out with friends and I made it past mid-night! I think I can count on one hand the number of times I've stayed up that late since I have been pregnant.

Saturday we attemped to register. I knew it was going to be frustrating from the start, but I really wanted Jereme to get an idea of what things are and why we needed them. He decided to just point the little gun thing and click. The list says bottles, he sees a bottle and selects it. No looking at sizes or brands... just selects it. I did stop him flat for the camo baby bag; he chose black instead... knowing I would change it later. Needless to say, I am still adjusting things online. Well, at least he tried, ugh.

I'm looking forward to this weekend already! Jereme is hunting again, and I plan on getting some chores done around the house. And, as soon as the weekend is over, I get to see my little bugger again. Ultrasound is scheduled for first thing Monday morning. YIPPEE! I really think that they should allow all pregnant women to have as many ultrasounds as they want. It's the most reassurring and relaxing thing that I think I've had my entire pregnancy.

Until later,

~Sara

Back to me

I think I finally got through this rut and I am back to regular old me. Hitting that less than one-hundred day point helped. The light at the end of the tunnel is getting brighter. Jereme even set up the bassinett yesterday. He wasn't all too sure what it exactly was and why we needed it, but it's in working condition now. We plan on registering this weekend (Target and Babies R Us). That will be a learning experience for dear hubby. He knows nothing about baby goods.

We had our 26 week appointment yesterday. My doctor says I am the text book definition of where a pregnant person should be. Gained another couple of pounds since my last appointment... I still haven't gotten used to the scale increasing every time I step on it. Baby's heartbeat was right around 155, which is average. And, I PASSED my gestational diabetes test, thank God! I don't know what I would have done if I had to control my sugar intake. I am having some small contractions, but nothing to be concerned about; apparently it's normal. The little buggers sure are uncomfortable tho! See the latest pic below. Not sure why my eyes always look like I just got punched, but whatever.

Let me think... what else it new...

Oh, I spent 15 minutes in the ice cream aisle looking for butter brittle ice cream this week. Then left angry when they didn't have it and went to the next grocery store, which also didn't have it. I haven't wanted that kind of ice cream since I was a kid, weird. I seem to want all kinds of foods from my childhood lately. I settled for dulce de leche which is almost as good.

And, I am learning that sneezing is not as easy as it used to be. One should never sneeze with a full bladder. I haven't exploded yet, but I have had close calls. And, don't ever, ever sneeze while lying down. You're likely to pull every stomach muscle you have (what's left of them anyways). Quite painful. Best to roll up in a ball if you've got warning.

Finally, anyone ever concerned that they'll forget to zipper up their pants after they stop wearing maternity pants? I've dreamt about this twice now. I'm getting so used to just pulling up and down that I forget completely about the zipper. If after this baby is born, you see me walking around with my fly down, please, please, tell me!

Ciao for the weekend, more next week!

Yippee!!!

Yippee!!! I've hit another milestone... my little counter today says that I have less than 100 days to go. Hopefully they go fast.

More later this week... I was just excited to see that this morning :)

Doom and Gloom

Ok, I know I am delinquent on updating my blog... I've just had other priorities the past week.

I'm stuck in a doom and gloom rut. Maybe its the weather and the lack of natural light in my life. Maybe its the stress of work, daycare interviews and Jereme's job... I don't know. I do know that I have been CRABBY and it needs to stop. I can hardly stand myself. Whatever the reason, I hope I snap out of this self pity phase soon. I digress.

Ok, now onto brighter topics. Another baby in the VonBargen world... a boy this time. I swear we either have a wedding or another kid is born every other week. Great to have such a huge family and so many friends, but hard to keep track of!

Next appointment for us is next week. I have a glucose test at this one. I'm a little nervous because of the history of diabetes in my family and the fact that I each junk food like it is going out of style. This isn't a new thing. My whole life I've been a junk food junkie. My mom used to tell me that I could smell out candy in the house. I would be in a serious world of hurt if I had to give that up... it would be worse than not drinking. I'm crossing my fingers and my toes that this goes well.

I'll post updated pics next week... I promise.

Is this really my life?

So it's been an icky week. It all started by finding out that my top advocate at work is leaving. Not that its the end of the world and it really puts my company in more a pinch than me, but still a pain none-the-less.

Then I find out that Jereme's job is being eliminated in January. Again, not the end of the world, but certainly sucks. It will be ok and I am trying not to stress about it too much. He's been wanting out of US Bank for a long, long time, so maybe it just took this to kickstart things. He's a smart guy with tons of potential; I am sure something will come along. Hopefully that something makes tons of money, so me and baby VB can go shopping!

To top off the everything else, we've been plagued with interviewing idiots. I seriously cannot believe that some of these people would think that we would actually pay them to watch our kid. Yesterday we went to a house where we literally had to kick crap out of the way to walk though it. Dirty dishes laying everywhere, kids running around screaming. Then she tells me that her kids have a 'seperate area' (they are 4 and 15 months) because they will really need their space. What the heck is that supposed to mean? Anyways, we left within 15 minutes, shaking our heads. Maybe, just maybe, we'll have better luck at one of the next places.

Cleaning and kicking

Apparently I am not in shape that I thought I was. I try to workout 3x per week doing 45 minutes of cardio and light weights. How is it that I can be so sore from cleaning my house? Not just the 'oh I am stiff,' we're talking the soreness that makes we cringe when you get up or sit down. For someone who pees every 20 minutes, this can be a real inconvenience. At least my house is spotless! I even cleaned the man cave (Jereme's living room), which only gets touched every few months. I usually only go down there to write obscenities on the dusty TV.

Over the weekend I learned that our baby kicks on command. Ok, the kid kicks or moves constantly anyways, but I have now learned the tricks to make it kick. All I have to do is eat something and lay down... or run up and down the stairs and lay down... when all else fails, I can lightly press on my stomach and usually get a reaction within a minute. Ha! It's fun watching my whole belly dance.

Finally notes: One more baby born this past week from a fellow preggers... another girl! And... stupid snow! How the heck I am supposed to fit into my cute winter jackets? I was hoping the cold weather would hold off a little longer. Looks like Jereme and I will be sharing coats this year :)

Just your average week

Not much new this week. No new babies, no new aches and pains... just the same old. Had a relaxing hunting widowers weekend with the girls. We shopped and visited. I maintained my soberness :)
Rather than complaining about how much I want this baby to be born already this week, I thought I would complain about stupid election campaigns. Holy moly am I glad that it is almost over with. The other day Jereme and I counted 15 commercials in a row for one election candidate or the other. All of them bashing each other in way one, then they claim that they are going to stop their bashing ads after they've already aired some. In the end, I don't really think that any of them are going to do as they promise, nor are they as terrible of a person as they are made out to be in the media. Geez, one really has to do the research to find out what is true and what is false. I just hope that your regular person doesn't rely solely on the information in commercials! Ugh.

Two down, two to go

Well, two of the preggers delivered on Monday. Both girls, everyone healthy and no names scratched off baby VonBargen's list. I am jealous...
Over the weekend we had our annual Bouja party out in Lux. Typically I am three sheets to the wind for this one, so it was a little different this year. Even Jereme managed to stay half way sober... well let's not get carried away here... he left the party on his own, meaning walking on his own :) Depsite the soberness I still had a blast. Bouja is good no matter which condition you are in. Good company always helps too. I have to wonder why it is that I still woke up the next morning feeling like crap. My mom claims that I was reminiscing hangovers from years past... I am blaming it on exhaustion. My feet hurt for two days afterwards. Next year I'll be back in full swing for sure... as there is no way possible that I am getting pregnant again right away!
This week we're starting to interview daycares. Interesting stuff. Jereme is learning a lot about caring for a child. My favorite so far was the expression on his face when one provider told him that breast fed babies have runnier poop than formula fed. Ha! He had no idea about the blow outs that happen. Well, it's good for him to hear it from other people because sometime I don't think he believes what I tell him :) Hopefully we can find one that we both agree on!

Even My Underwear Feel Tight.

I read an article this week titled, 'Even my Underwear Feel Tight.' That about sums it up for me. Nothing, other than sweatpants and seems to be comfortable, although my overall weight gain isn't all too much (about 10lbs). Time to get used to this being 'big' thing. I was even told that I am starting to walk funny by one of my co-workers this week. They are pretty lucky I didn't punch them. The nickname for pregnant ladies that waddle around the office is Fiona... like Shrek... the ogar. It's a possible Halloween costume I guess. Jereme thinks I should paint my belly like a pumpkin... I think I should take the day off.
Our follow up appointment this week was good. As expected, everything with the baby is fine. Heartbeat was 150 this week... only to boost Jereme's hopes that it will be a boy. The pains I've had are round legiment pains and so I am told there isn't much I can do about them... yuk! And... I am a total wimp, I had to get a flu shot and now my arm is sore. According the my midwife, our child is a little on the 'smaller side' right now, but that's ok. And... she says that we're going to have an active baby that kicks a lot. I didn't need a dr. to tell me that; I feel it constantly. I would expect nothing less. A scrawny kid that's overactive... sounds just like it's parents.
I've got four of my fellow preggers due in the next couple of weeks. I am soooo jealous! I can hardly wait to meet all of the little ones tho! I don't know names for any of them, so we'll see how many Jereme and I cross off our potential list. We're pretty open to names right now and we certainly don't have our hearts set on one or two.
So here's the latest pic... it's terrible I know. Too lazy to use an actual camera, so I had Jereme take it with his cell. I can only pray that I don't looks this awful in real life :)

Ugh

Rough weekend. Back and tummy pains. Hope this doesn't last long. Will have to ask the Dr about it at our follow up appointment this week. Other than that, same old stuff different day.
I find myself staring at my belly a lot, just a waiting for time to pass. 19 long more weeks to go. Although, occassionally I catch a kick, which is fun. Jereme is still laughing at my rapid growth. I can now see all the way into my innie belly button, which more like a giant hole now. A great lint collector for sure. I don't even want to step on the scale; maybe we can skip that this time at the dr :)
All this complaining! I'm blaming it on the weather. Hopefully we'll get sunshine later this week.

Introducing Baby VB

We had our first ultrasound yesterday and finally got to see our munchkin. Not that I had any doubt that I was pregnant, but this makes it so much more real.

Depsite what I thought, we both stood our ground and did not find out the sex of the baby. Ha, now everyone has to wait! Although I do have another u/s scheduled for 28 weeks, so there is a chance that we could give in. No biggy, the placenta is sitting low right now and they just want to make sure it moves before delivery.

Next week, when we meet with the Dr, I will get the full overview, but for now the sonographer said everything seems right on. No changing on the due date (Feb 17, in case you forgot) and the baby weighs about 13 ounces. Very cool to see the little heart pounding away and little wiggles. I'd wanted the baby to kick where I could really feel it, just so I know what it looks like from the inside, but no luck there. Regardless, I could have sat and watched the screen all day long. I'm exicted for another photo op in 8 weeks.

Chat next week.

Best Week Ever... sort of

I've made it half way, YIPPPEEE! Really it has gone pretty fast, but in thinking about it, most of this half, I was hiding the fact that I was pregnant. Now the real growing begins.

Speaking of growing, I've deemed this week, "Maternity Week." I'm wearing maternity pants for the first time ever today and oh are they comfortable! It's like you're wearing sweatpants. I am not so much a fan of the styles available to me, but what the heck, I only have to do this for another 20 (or less) weeks.

And, this week I get to see my little bugger for the first time! We'll see if Jereme breaks down in the doctor's office and has to find out what it is. For now, we're saying it's going to be a surprise, but decisions changes quickly in our world. I'll post my 20 week and ultrasound pics later on this week.

I figured I'd do a quick recap on my first half of things you learn when pregnant:

1. Prenatal vitamins. I've learned, you gotta take 'em; they get better with time. They still smell.
2. Bathroom breaks are still important, actually even more so than the first trimester. Waking up in the middle of the night is normal now. I've learned to keep a clear path, so not to trip or stub your toe while making your way half asleep.
3. The monster in my closet has not gone away. I've learned, wearing maternity pants is the best way to fight back.
4. Stupid boobs. I've learned, go in and get remeasured... probably not wearing the right size anymore.
5. Ice cream... I still love ice cream. I've learned nothing more than what I already knew. Keep it stocked in the freezer or you'll be sorry.
6. Sleep is still important. At least now, I can stay awake for most of the news. I have learned that not being able to sleep on your stomach is a major pain. I should have enjoyed it more while I could have.
7. Jereme still makes no sense when drinking, nor do other people. I've learned to choose my battles. It's not worth getting worked up over something that the other person doesn't understand. If need be, let 'em sleep in the car instead of waking him up when you get home :)

Adios for now!

Just wrong

Ok, this is just weird to me...

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26892950/wid/11915773?GT1=31037

Seriously, what in the world would make people think that making ice cream out of breast milk would be a good idea. Yes, yes, I see that it is super great for babies, but adults? Gross... just the thought of eating Cherry Garcia made out of a stranger's milk makes me want to barf.

This morning

As I was styling my hair this morning, Jereme made a comment about how quickly I was growing out. Being that I was doing my hair, I assumed that's what he was talking about. When I responded and said, yeah, I know... I really need to something about it. He looked at me funny and said no, no, I was talking about your tummy. Men! They just don't understand.

Milestones

For the first time this past week, two complete strangers asked if I was expecting. Guess there is no hiding it. Regardless of someone's size I still think that this is a question one should never ask. From now on, I think that I am going to tell them no, just to see the look on their face :) Secretly I was a little excited for this to happen... I just want to be a proud mama!

Another milestone... I felt the baby kick from the outside this weekend. I ran upstairs to Jereme in hopes that he'd finally be able to feel the baby too, but I guess my moving made the kid mad because it stopped as soon as he put his hand on my tummy. Oh well, soon enough he'll be able to feel the kicks all the time!

One of my closest friends tied the knot this weekend. And yes, I was able to squeeze into my dress and everything stayed in place. There wasn't a whole lot of jumping around going on though :) Here's a pic on Kendra and the baby having a little bit of time together. She LOVES to talk to the baby... it will definitely know her voice when it is born!

Adios for now!

That time of year

It's that time of year when us ladies become hunting widows. I've got two weekends left until my hubby heads off to woods to shoot (or act like he is going to anyways) whatever animal is in season. Whoo Hoo!!! I can't wait! Get 'em outta the house. I need to make room for this baby, which means throwing away junk. I can never seem to throw out anything without Jereme seriously questioning if we might ever need it's use again. I may not have the perfect nursery set up by the end of hunting season, but at least I will have room for the basic necessities.

Before I can get too carried away with nesting, I need to squeeze myself into one more bridesmaid dress. This one is a doozy. The dress itself is beautiful, however; we may need to put PG 13 warning on the entrance of the church as some may be seeing more than they bargained for. Holy moly cleavage! At least last weekend I had a cardigan to cover the girls up... not so much this time around. Thank goodness the other bridesmaids are also chesty... hopefully that way it will look like we were purposely trying to show off our God given goods. But, as always, I can rely on the fact that eyes will be on our beautiful bride and not my tatas :) I will be sure to post pics!

And... just in case you'd thought I may have lost count... 22 weeks until the baby bell rings :) Almost half way there!

Everything Overfloweth

It's happened ladies... to my girlfriends that couldn't wait for this moment... I have offically outgrown most of my clothes, especially pants and bras. I had the depressing (yet still kinda heartwarming) project of removing my not-so-pregnant clothes from my closet. It is near empty.

On the bright side, that means shopping time for me! On the not so bright side, that means squishing everything into articles of clothing too small for my size until I get a chance to run to the store. I've given myself a whole new outlook on what the term 'muffin top' can mean. Ha! The joys of pregnancy.

I've decided that it is time to stop running... not working out, just running. My work team was making fun of me saying that the baby must think it is in a giant jumpy castle when I run. I don't worry about that so much. I actually think that could be fun, but I do worry about peeing my pants. Oh well, it is getting colder and darker outside anyways, so back to the elliptical I go or at least for as long as I can stand that.

Just a finally funny, when I hug Jereme now, our bellies bump into each other. I'm playing catch up to his. He thinks it is hillarious, kinda depends on the moment for me. I'm trying to teach him that my nickname, Chunk, is no longer amusing. We'll see what he comes up with next.

~Ciao for now

Back on track

Well, the RNC has finally left town and took most of the weirdos with it. Thank goodness! We only had one evacuation in our office. The police pretty much cleared out all office buildings in downtown... of course, this would happen on the day that I had already scheduled a Dr. appointment and was going to be gone anyways. Just my luck.

Speaking of that appointment... everything is right on track. I've gained 4 pounds from my starting weight. I am fairly positive all four pounds came from last week/weekend. Between traveling and eating out and then the golf tourney I had enough fat/sugar for the next six months.

Heatbeat is at 157 and the Dr. said that my baby moves around a lot, which makes me hope that I will start feeling the little bugger soon! I feel all kinds of things now, but I can't tell what's gas or just my guts being pushed and what the baby would feel like. I am also excited because my Dr. says that I am still in the clear to sleep on my back. Whoo hoo! This side sleeping business wasn't working out too well. Every couple of hours I would wake up on my back anyways. Ultra Sound is scheduled for Oct. 2nd... YEAH!!!

Who's idea was it anyways...

to have the RNC in St. Paul. I mean really, didn't they consider that people actually work downtown? Now I am stuck dealing with idiots this week. Not so much the RNC goers themselves, but the stupid protesters.
We're about 6 blocks away from any barricades, but the morons have drifted to the park outside of my building. Yesterday the broke one of our building windows for no particular reason. Jereme wouldn't let me yell obscenities at them as we drove by, which is probably the smart thing to do, but I just can't help myself from venting.
Ugh... I can't wait until this is over.

Home, gone again, home

Well, I made it back from CA. Not without a few hassels. For some dumb reason I thought that I would book a layover in Denver, during the Democratic National Convention. On the even brighter side, I flew home to Minneapolis the Friday before the Republican National Convention. Holy moly, did I deal with idiots at the airport... and late flights, without time to pee between layovers. Running through the airport with a full blatter, not a good idea. Arrived home to a house full of people, because my husband thought that I would really enjoy having company that night. Then again, in his words, I'll just go to sleep anyways. Revenge will come someday.

Headed out to see my family for the weekend. Had the annual family golf tournament was on Sunday, which is always a blast. Pregnancy hasn't made me a better golfer, but my team did tie for first... not much help from me. At least I provided some amusement with the help of a low cut shirt, a golf cart and some rough terrain. Keeping the girls from slapping me in the face was my biggest challange of the day. And as always, we had a big party afterwards complete with great food and fireworks (of which I did not approve, but my drunk brother and drunk husband insisted on... it was really windy). Made it back home on Monday through stupid Labor Day weekend traffic. Ugh.

Have my 16 week appointment this week. I'll post the update and a pic of my growing belly afterwards. Yeah!!! I am excited to hear the heartbeat again.

California and beyond!

Off to California I go! This will be my first business trip that I have to take where I also have to pee every half hour. Hadn't been too bad up until the last week or so. Man I hate airplane bathrooms.
It's supposed to be 104 on Thursday; hopefully I don't melt. Seriously, how to pregnant women in CA deal with that heat? I feel for them.
Jereme asked if I was planning on traveling less after the baby. Unfortunately, this isn't an option. He's going to be mister mom! I think he's scared :)

In other learnings... Jereme is going to have to learn to scrub (up to my standards). I think he actually felt a bit sorry for me listening for me moan as I cleaned the bathroom this week. Note to self... act as though it is tough, even though it isn't. See there I go already, changing my opinion from last week when I said I wanted to be treated normally still!

And... the bachelorette party went off without a hitch. It was a complete blast; even dealing with the drunks. And yes, Sara, there was singing and it was hillarious. It was followed by the limbo under some construction tape. Certainly the latest that I have stayed awake since I found out I was expecting.

The countdown is on ladies... 25 weeks till the timer goes off!

Party Planner

Tomorrow, I'm hosting (yes I said hosting) a bachelorette party. My dear friend is getting married next month and I get to be the maid of honor. When I agreed to this, I knew that we were going to start trying for a baby. Never crossed my mind that it would happen so soon. Poor girl now gets old preggers to plan her last night out on the town! Well, at least everyone will have a sober cab (I get to drive a 15 passenger van)! It'll be fun. Just because I can't drink surely doesn't mean that I have lost my spunk! My goal is really to just stay awake for the whole thing.

What else happened this week... not much in the learning section. Only that I firmly believe that people treat you differently the second they find out your expecting. This will certainly come in handy in the future, but for now, I kinda just want to be treated like the same ole me. No need to be waited on just yet... check back next month, my opinion is subject to change (sometimes by the minute).

Ohh... and can I say YEAH!!! It is State Fair time... greasy food, here I come! Have a good weekend everyone.

Lazy Boy, Cot or Exercise Ball?

So I'm thinking that I need to bring in a Lazy Boy or a cot for my office. Then, everyday I could shut the door and take a little snooze. My boss, who is eight and a half months pregnant, says go for it! Her boss, isn't buying it. He mostly just comes in my office, grabs a handful of candy and runs out in order to avoid 'pregnant lady' talk.

I've heard of some people replacing their chairs with an exercise ball. Apparently it strengthens your back and stomach muscles, plus makes your balance better. I think I'd spend most of my time just bouncing up and down... which could keep me awake. This sounds like a fun alternative to the reclining chair... well at least it has Exercise in the title instead of Lazy :)

Hungry Pregnant Lady + Grocery Store = Blown Budget

So there I was, standing in the baking isle... I don't even like cakes and brownies, but today, it all looked like the best thing ever! I ended up with confetti cake and peanut butter cookies mix. I don't know why I had to have them. I do not bake. I once went a whole year without having baking flour in my house. Looks like my work will be getting treats brought in more often! Cravings have certainly begun... hopefully I'll crave something healthy at times :)

Anyways, today I learned... don't go into the grocery store when you are hungry. It's bad enough to do this when you're not preggers. We'll go broke if I continue to do this. Thank goodness Jereme usually shops for us!

Responses & more learning

So I've checked the Chinese Calendar and it predicts a girl. Jereme has labeled the baby Junior (trying to convince it to become a boy). I tell ya, I will be shocked if we have a boy. Only six more months until I get my answer :)



Gas... I shouldn't need to say anything more, but I will. Now, my maiden name is Weber and along with that I inherited the trait of being able to pass some serious gas. It only doubles with pregnancy. I doubt that there will be any hiding it. It's the worst at work... I've learned if your must, crop dust... do not, let it go in one place... especially your office...that is too risky.

Do inny belly buttons become outties when pregnant? Seriously... I don't know? I've never had an outtie, so that would be really weird. Prolly would end up taping it down.

I hadn't heard of the rubber band trick before, but that is fantastic! I'm keeping it to myself or Jereme will try using it for himself. Last week he tried to convince himself that he could still fit into a pair of his Marine cammies... amusing. Speaking of pregnany pants, did anyone use the Belly Band and like it? I've heard some mixed reviews...

Oh and I seem to be forgetting everything. Even if I write it down. In the past week, I have forgot about a concert and booked a business trip over it. Thanks goodness I got it rescheduled. I also forgot about dinner with friends. My mind seems to be constantly wondering. It is scary to say, but I may have to hand over calendar duties to Jereme if this keeps up.

Time to run for today... everyone have a good weekend!

Dilbert Lives

I know Dilbert... the cartoon, but he is alive. Seriously, short-sleeved shirt and a tie. Then there is the mustach and feathered hair. I mean really, how do you expect people to take you seriously? It's like we've jumped back into the 80's.

I know, I know, I'm not supposed to say anything at all, if I can't find something nice to say... I just cannot help it!

That's it for today. Just couldn't hold back one tiny remark.

Things I've learned about being pregnant...

Already, I've learned so much...

1. Prenatal vitamins are evil. Seriously... who in the world created something that would make you bloated, nauseous and constipated all at the same time? Certainly these were developed by men who claim that they help the baby, but torture the mother-to-be. I've learned... take at night before bed.

2. Never ever... and I meant ever... pass a bathroom opportunity. I always made fun of pregnant ladies saying they had to pee all the time. Believe me, this is no joking matter. I've learned... forget about being modest, if you gotta go, you gotta go and it doesn't matter where you are.

3. There is a monster that invades your closet and shrinks your clothes. The monster attacked my shirts first making them short and tight. Any lowcut shirts seem to be cut even lower revealing much, too much cleavage. This week it decided to attack my pants making my stomach roll over the top of... ugh. It has also seemed to be hitting Jereme's side of the closet (more to come on that later). I've learned... unbutton pants whenever you can get away with it and I am lucky that babydoll shirts are in style.

4. Empty stomach, what? I've learned... don't let this happen. And, warn your hubby to be prepared for emergency situations.

5. My boobs feel like I ran 4 miles without a bra on. Ladies, please warn your husbands that these are not toys. I've learned... support is key.

6. Ice cream, hmm, I love ice cream! I've learned... have several flavors at home at all times.

7. SLEEP is now more important that any other obligation I may have. I seriously don't care how much Jereme makes fun of me... I need naps! Nothing is better than a 12 hour snooze, waking up, eating breakfast and then taking your mid-morning nap. I've learned... sleep now, as I likely won't be getting any in the future.

8. Any arguement I have ever had with Jereme while drinking, I automatically win. He makes absolutely no sense. Nor do other drunk people. I've learned... best to take notes now and remember not to act this way after the baby is born.

Oh, there is so much more to learn, I am sure. Enough for now.

Blah, Blah Blog

So I've given up trying to answer e-mails and decided it was time for me to join the blog crowd. I mean really... I blog everyday for work, why shouldn't I also blog for fun.

Let's bring everyone up to speed. If you haven't heard, which I am sure you have by now (in my family, news travels fast), I am 12 weeks pregnant. Whoo hoo! Just to clear things up, yes it was planned... no I haven't been sick (more about other gripes later)... and we aren't sure if we are finding out the sex or not. I'm leaving that up to Jereme (aka: the hubby). He can hardly ever decide what to have for dinner, so this should be a real tough choice for him to make.

Anyways, so far, so good. We heard the heartbeat last week, which is probably the coolest thing ever! It was very loud and fast. I'm placing my bets on a girl.

More to come later!