Everyone has Their Secrets

We have a secret... a secret doorway that is :) It leads to a room filled with wine goodness. It's even got a secret way to open it!

A while back, I was watching a show and saw a bookcase that dueled as doorway. I joked with Jereme about how we could put one in the basement and he ran with the idea. Cool huh? I think so. We joked with our friend Mike, who built it for us, that we should keep an extra corkscrew in there just in case we get locked in. Note: it's virually impossible to get locked in, but just in case.

Just trim, doors and carpet left. Those are going in this week. Then it's onto furnishing. Lord help me. That might take a while.




BTW, I'm now 29.5 weeks. Fingers and feet are starting to swell. Good times. I have some new pics of the little buckaroo. Will post soon.

Adios Amigos!

Spring has Sprung?

Does this mean I need to shave my legs? Honestly, I love winter just for that reason. It's basically a six month vacation from shaving. I might be hairy, but who's can see them besides me anyways. Well... my husband I suppose, but I am carrying his child, so he cannot judge.

With spring has come allergies. Ahhh chooo!!! Anyone else out there had allergies while preggers? Is there anything safe to take? I have a Dr. Appointment in a few weeks and I plan on talking with them then about possibilities. I guess I didn't think that I'd have to deal with them so early on in the year.

What about paranoia? I feel like I am more paranoid this time. Lots of what if's running through my mind. So weird. And at the same time, I can just as easily push them off and move onto the next thing. I don't have time for what if"s. Maybe it's just the differences between this pregnancy and the last. For example, this baby is not near as active as Lilly was. That makes me paranoid. Then, randomly, I'll get a jab to the ribs and I feel better. Who knows.

Nothing else new. Last week of travel and then I am staying in good ole MN!

That's all I got folks. Blah, Blah, Blah.

New this week

On the road again, I just can't wait to get on the road again. Wait, that's not the song I really want to have stuck in my head. I do tho. Woke up in Seattle this morning to SNOW! That's backwards. It's gonna be 50 degrees at home and I am seeing snow. Oh well.

Between trips, I managed to have my 26 week doctor appointment. Baby is growing strong. Doc says about 1.5lbs of baby with a heartbeat at 160. Another girl maybe? Isn't that what the wives tale says... faster heartbeats means a girl? Also, I passed my glucose test. No gestational diabetes for this preggers lady. Whew. I love candy. Not sure what I would do without it.

That also leads me to think about cravings. With this baby, I really haven't changed my diet much. At this point with Lilly I was walking around with at least 2 PB&Js in my purse at all times. I craved ribs and spicy foods. And I couldn't stand the thought of pizza. This one, not so much. Although, fish tacos have been a favorite. Maybe that will be my vice this go-round.

Back at home, Lilly started swimming lessons. Daddy has been taking her. I'm sad that I have missed them. Not that I would consider putting on a swimsuit right now. I just want to see her and Daddy splash in the water. She LOVES swimming! Goodness that little girl can make me smile. She's just so flippen funny!

Home all next week. I can hardly wait to not have to get on a plane! Yippee!!!

Off to wow the crowd with my tantalizing presentation skills. Adios for now!

Planes, Trains and Automobiles

Ok, mostly just planes and automobiles.

Planes:

Airports are weird places. If you ever need to feel better about yourself, just go to the airport for a few hours and people watch. Good Lord people are fricken strange. As a frequent traveler, I've come to notice things more than others. Here are my stories and this is just from the last trip...


1. Arrive early. If you don't, it's your own f-ing fault that the lines are long and you may miss your flight. Trust me, the person in front of you isn't going to feel bad about your poor judgement or the fact that you think TSA takes too long with security. Also, if you huff and puff in my ear, I may kick you. Consider this a warning.


2. Teenagers. They drive me nuts. I counted a girl saying the word 'like' 37 times in under 5 minutes. Parents of teenages, teach you child proper English. Ok, I will probably be kicking myself in 13 years for saying that, but really, it is annoying.


3. Keep you damn hands to yourself. Even if you think my ring is pretty, that does not give you permission to touch me or it. Or swirl it around my finger as if you were trying to remove it.


4. Take a shower. Gross. Showing up in sweats with holes in them and a tattered shirt that is stained is nasty. And if you can afford that North Face jacket you are carrying around, you sure as shit can afford some nicer clothes.


5. Eat like a normal person. Why on earth do you need to blow on your ice cream like it is hot soup? So weird. It's not going to get any colder. And to the airport sushi eaters... clearly you do not know good sushi. Airports are scary places, therefore the food in them should be treated as such.

Automobiles:

To the rental car guy... Just because I am a female and pregnant does not mean that I am an idiot. Please do not treat me as such. I've done this a time or two. If you'd looked at my "frequent renter" card you would realize this. Also, I have preferences put in place for a reason. No I don't want a fricken BMW or a Mustang. And next time, when you ask if I travel here often, listen to my response. Asking 3 times is going to get you the same result everytime... me telling you that you should have paid attention the first two times you ask me :)

And off I go to California for more adventures. Home on Wednesday (if the snow lets me get home). Here's to happy travels!

This and That

My bra is too tight. If these things get any larger I may be able to fit my head into the cup. Now that would be something. Anyways, what made me think of that is how I really would like to be in my pjs and not wearing a bra. Ah sweet freedom. Problem is, I'm in the airport. Think I could just unclasp it and put on my coat? No one would even know. I would tho. Damn being proper. In my past years I wouldn't have blinked twice and that sucker would be off if it was causing discomfort.

So I'm on a whirlwind tour of the US for the next couple of weeks. Super fun. I love 7:30 am flights. Especially when you sit on the plane for an hour and then they deboard you because of mechanical issues. My 7:30 flight has now turned into a 9:30 flight. I could've slept TWO MORE HOURS!!!! Well, at least I got upgraded to first class and made my meeting on time. And then, on my way back to the airport I got hooked up by my buddies at the Weston and got limo service. Hot Damn! First Class and Limo Service in one day! I feel luxurious. My head will hit the pillow heavy tonight.

On Monday Lilly had her 3 year well check. She's a normal 3 year old. At least that's what they tell me. For the first time since birth she made the growth chart. Ready for this... coming in at 24.5 lbs, she's in the 1%. And 2'11'' she is in the 6th%. Love it! At this rate, she will be 105lbs and 5' tall. And, if she hits puberty late, she might grow and extra inch or two.

This week the basement got painted. It took us all of 30 seconds to pick a color. Next up, tile, trim and doors. Nice to see this project moving along. Not nice to pay the bills for it. If all goes well, this sucker will be ready for me to enjoy when little bundle enters the world.

Speaking of little bundle, s/he now has enough power to wake me up at night. Kicks feel weird and good at the same time. I wouldn't say I love it. It's weird. I do love being reminded that there is a little one growing in there. Just feels goofy.

That's it for this week. See, the post was all over the place. That's what happens when I am bored in an aiport and sleep deprived :)

To my Other Child:

You know, the one that's already born...

Happy 3rd Birthday Lillian Grace VonBargen!

I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone that clings to my leg, makes me wipe boogers and hates my cooking. You bring me to a good kind of crazy.

I love your tender heart and caring words. I love the way you say, "dang it" and "what the heck". Or the way you tell me that you have a secret and then whisper, "we should have some M&Ms".

I love the way you smell, the way you smile and the way you giggle. Everyday is brighter because of you.

You make your Mommy so proud! Did, I mention that I love you! Happy Birthday punky.

Ba Boom!

There it is my friends. 22 week baby bump. Actually, not too far off from where I was with Lilly. See here. Yes, this was a frantic self-portrait taken this morning for fear of going two weeks past my original goal. Ha! So, there. Ba Boom!

So if I am within a pound of weight gain from where I was with Lilly at this time, why the heck do I feel so huge already? Wait, I know! It's because unlike when I got preggers the first time, my body is out of shape. What does this mean? It means I moan and groan like an old hag. Whatevs. Only 18 more weeks of torture. Then I am gonna get my abs of steel back. LOL! Or something like that anyways. 18 weeks. I feel like singing, "I'm a teenager." That's how this countdown is going to be. I can hardly wait until I am young enough to eat off the kids menu.

In regular life, sheetrock went up in the basement this week. Saaweeet! We're making progress. Just in time to cover my whole house in a nice coat of dust for Lilly's bday party this weekend. I'm pregnant and using that as my excuse for an untidy house. It does have it's perks.

Oh and next week I start traveling again. Haven't been on the road for a few months. 6 weeks of trips (most just a day or two). Should be fabulous right? Nothing like cramming your pregnant, imma gonna pee my pants, rear-end into a plane seat. In the words of GovDelivery (that's the company I work for), it's awesome. Damn right. Makes the time go fast.

Until next time...