riDONKulous!

Seriously! That is how I feel today!

Since I started working part time, I have tried to incorporate things in my life that I would like to do before a baby comes into it and I have no energy left for me.

My first thought: I would really like to play the guitar! So, the other day, I head down to Circut City, pick up a beginners CD, and begin learning.

(If only it were that easy... right?) Now, because of this sugar mania, I have to prick my fingers about 12 times a day, so playing and learning the guitar is becoming a sore subject if you will. *Yes I know that was lame, but damn that is how I feel today!*

Second Though: Paint/Draw something. Well, considering I could be the worst drawer, that is not such an easy challenge. But then, I saw a paint by number, and though... aaaha! This is something I can do! Oh yeeah! So I have started that... but what I figured, yet again, is that you have to use the tips of your fingertips. Blugh!

My next quest: a puzzle. Yes, a mind numbing (all be it a cute puzzle) puzzle! This sugar thing is a real pain in my ass, can i just say that!

Eat this, don't eat this, no ice cream for you fatty preggo lady. UGH! Why does health have to be so freaking important? Why can't we all just eat ice cream and donuts and look like God intended us to look.

Oh and did I mention I have to prick my sensitive fingers, yet again, in 20 min? baijdofuodiuflkfj!

Calories Schmalories. Stick your cream filled donught where the sun don't shine!

Diet stuff that works!

Yesterday I headed to a nutritionist/ Nurse practitioner to figure out why I have Gestational Diabetes AND Hypoglycemia, and how I can manage my diet and sugar.

She gave me this awesome website http://www.sparkpeople.com/ and if your pregnant you can go to http://www.babyfit.com/ . They have this awesome thing where you can add everything you eat, and count your calaries. I have to keep at 1800 calaries (because I am schmedium) and I have to eat mostly protein. Easier said than done, but I am sure gonna give it my all.

As of today, I have failed miserably! Keep in mind the normal rate of sugar is 80 - 110. Anything above or below is bad!

Wake up - 7:30ish - sugar 70 (too low)

After breakfast - 130 (too high) - mind you I had 1 egg for breakfast

After mid day snack - 95 - FINALLY!

After lunch - 80 - Yipeee!

and I am to take my sugar again at 6pm

Needless to say I have no idea what is going on with the sugar. First it is too low, then way too high, then back to normal. Hopefully this website is going to keep track of what I CAN and CAN'T eat :)

Muse / Wordless Wednesday

Found this on myspacetv. It makes me miss My Mistress so badly!

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This music makes me happy! Not to mention cute British Accents :)

Amazing Horoscopes?

So I was totally bored yesterday and started researching Brady's horoscope. Not too sure how much of this I believe but you can't say it isn't fun :)

So if he is born right on time he will be a Taurus:
Parents of a Taurus tot are going to have to be very aware of this baby's need to be touched. Loving caresses and a tender touch are what the Taurus baby lives for! Along those lines, this is a child who needs to be comfortable. Things to keep in mind are providing a room and bed that are neither too hot nor too cold, food that is tasty (a budding gourmand has arrived!), soothing sounds, and whimsical toys. As Taurus rules the Second House, the House of Possessions, this baby's playthings will be very important. When it comes to the learning curve, the Taurus baby is not in a hurry to grasp new concepts. This tot will learn things at their own pace and be unresponsive to pressure, yet persevering in the end. In light of this, a gentle manner to get this baby to react and respond is the sensible course of action. Also familial in nature, the Taurus baby will enjoy having the family in close proximity, especially siblings. You can consider this baby a people person in general, as they are also likely to control the play circle where that well-known Taurean stubbornness will reveal itself! To sum up, the Taurus baby wants to be touched, will revel in delicious toys, and as an Earth Sign, will want to have both feet firmly planted on the ground!

If he is born a week early, he will be an Aries:
The Rambo of the play group has arrived! With an Aries baby around, you can expect lots of action and activity in your midst. Don't expect this tot to sit still with a rattle -- it just won't happen. The Aries baby is one who makes a lot of noise and will definitely be heard. There's really no choice! As a Fire sign, the little Ram will be dynamic and always up to something. Will this be a tough baby to deal with? More than likely. To that end, parents would be wise to show this child how to work with other babies early on. Things such as sharing won't come naturally, they must be learned. Even where siblings are concerned, the Aries child won't be a walk in the park. What the Aries baby may want most of all, however, is attention, so parents be well advised. In a play setting, the Aries tot will easily get the attention of others on their own. This baby will also start many things early, the better to get to the finish line, so to speak, in a hurry. To sum up, the Arian baby can be quite independent but enjoys interacting with others. This baby is a fairly physical child and craves constant stimulation. They will be ready from day one!

Ok... hello. I am hoping Brady comes right on time! I don't think I want a Rambo, not sharing child for my very first. Maybe on my 3rd when I have the hang of it? Maybe?

Not like I'm any better, geesh, I'm a Gemini.

What is your horoscope? Are you similar to your sign?

14 Years Ago...

My life changed forever!! I remember it like it was yesterday!

I walked into the kitchen, where my mom and dad were having a casual Sat. lunch, and there on the refridgerator was a very small black and white picture. I stared at it for a minute, opened the fridge, only to shut the door again, and have it stare back at me. The smallest picture, the smallest person, what the hell was that doing on our fridge???

"UM.... MOM.... DAD.... is there something you need to tell me?!?!"
"Well, yes" said my mom. "We didn't know when to tell you... but.... we're having a baby!" She squealed happily!
"I'm sorry... WHAT???? Your WHAT?? You two are like 80! And you have sex! Oh... MY...GOD! My friends are going to freak! What the hell did you do that for?!?"
"Well, dear, we have been trying for a while, and now is the time," she said!
"You've been trying... like having sex... OH MY GOD, you freakin weirdo's, why did you tell me that? Is this some weird teenaged method of birth control, I mean really people, I am only 13! Do you actually think I am having sex?? UGh! Plus you've been married for like 15 years, I thought the sex stopped after 2? OH MY GOD! I am never goin to forgive you two!

As I stormed out of the kitchen I saw the expresion on her face. She was in pure disbelief. She thought I would be happy. I could just tell by her eyes.

I'll never forget calling my BF and telling her the news.
"Dude, your parents are having sex... Ewwww!"
"Yeah, thanks for the support A-hole! What the hell am I going to do with a baby? I mean, I have been an only child for 13 years, and now here they go, screwing that up!!"
"Ah...what's the worst that could happen?"
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7 Months later, I was sitting in a hospital room waiting for my baby bro to be born. I wasn't sure what to do, read?, pace?, sleep?. At the age of 14 your really not sure what to do with yourself, let alone a little one. 12 hours in, my dad comes running out of the room...
"He's here!!!!"

As I walk back into the room, I see my mom delivering this squishyist, nastiest piece of who knows what? I turn to my father, in disbelief, and say... "IS.... THAT.... HIM???"

"No" the doctor says, "this is the placenta!"
"Oh for crying out loud!! Will someone please show me my brother, and will someone get my mom some chinese food. That is all she keeps talking about."

As I turn around, there he is. This little, slimey, baby. Crying his lungs out and staring right at me.

"Do you want to hold him?" My dad says.
"Um... no! I don't think so... what if I drop him?"
"You won't drop him honey, you'll be fine. Here... I will show you."

Daddy put the little guy in my arms and he silenced for a moment. I just remember sitting there holding this little human. My first and only sibling. What was it going to be like with him around? I remember thinking. What would he be like? He sure looked like mom. Blonde hair, pale skin, blue eyes. He didn't even look Italian. Then, the weirdest sensation. I loved him like a child, not really like a brother, but I loved him like a brother, not really like my child.
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So folks, I sit here today. 7 Months pregnant and my baby bro turning 13. What a weird moment in time. Such an incredible turn of events! How amazing the circle of life reallly is!

I love you baby bro. More like a child, but always like a brother!!!

The Perfect... Friday??

The perfect outfit: Tight, low cut, straight legs jeans, blakc BCBG heels, and a black off the shoulder sweater, with rock and roll makeup.

The perfect meal: Fadi's mediterranean food. Grilled eggplant, Cauliflower, and hummus!

The perfect hangover cure: Sleep, Pizza, Sleep and Advil!

The perfect road trip: Driving from TX to NY with my BF and stopping in all kinds of crazy places!

The perfect drink: Gin and Juice baby! Tanqeray 10 and Grapefruit Juice (watch out though, b/c one of these and I am schnokered!)

The perfect song: Frank Sinatra - "All the Way!" (My wedding song) or "Summertime" from the soundtrack of Porgy and Bess

The perfect sign of affection: Placing a hand on the small or my back.

The perfect afternoon: Mid 80's, outside in my backyard pool, sipping Pinot Grigio and hanging with friends

The perfect vacation: Italy!!!

The perfect invention: DVR (Gonna have to agree with Michelle on this one!)

The perfect type of wedding: I already had it :D Fall Wedding, A Wine Vineyard as the theme, and the perfect food, dress, cake and music!

The perfect album: Micheal Jackson - Thriller (OH yeeeah!)

The perfect accent: Italian. The less english they speak the better!

The perfect date: Watching the Giants (win!) with it snowing outside and a fire in the fireplace

The perfect weather: A breezy but sunny 75 degrees. Not a cloud in the sky.

The perfect party: Black Tie with Peiper Heidzick (sp?) champagne and fabuluous gowns.

The perfect sport: FOOTBALL baby!! Preferrably the Giants!!

The perfect thing to say: "You're sexy when your naked!"

The perfect day of the week: Sunday with my family, eating all day, and napping!

Care to share what you would consider "the pefect... ?"

Thanks Michelle for the post idea!

Random Why's?

Why is it that when you marry someone, you seem to marry everyone??
You know, like in a movie, you can't just watch the main characters, there are always "extras" in a scene that you need to watch?

As if marriage weren't hard enough, sometime these "extras" feel the need to pop in and say hello, as if we had forgotten about them?

Sometimes it makes me crazy, and I wish all the "extras" could work on their own relationships as opposed to giving their opinion on yours!

Maybe I would be better off in an idie film, where there were only main characters, (b/c the budget was too small), that way I could really focus on what is important.
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Why is it my plant will not grow :( I have an ivy, and I broke a piece off, so I could have another ivy, but apparently this ivy doesn't really like the break away/water thingy. It doesn't want to grow, and that saddens me.
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Why is it that when taking prenatals, some fingernails grow and other don't. I have 2 nails that break consistantly, while the others make me look like I am going for some Guiness book of world records?
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Any werid Why's you have today??

An Almost Wordless Wednesday

The only question that was asked, by the darling Katelin, is what is the weirdest pregnancy craving I have had?

Well, to be honest, I haven't had that many cravings. I think the only craving I have had are french fries and/or potato chips. Any type of potato fried and salty, I'm there!!

P.S. The picture above is my cat, Bammer, meowing at me not to go out for the day.

Have a fab Wed!

Thank You!!

Ok, so here is the thing. I am not very good at saying thank you, but I reallly feel it is necessary to express how truly greatful I am for every reader. (Ed. Note: This may become very sappy and I appologize in advance. People, I am 7 months pregnant, and the hormones are flying)

Over these 7 months there have truly been some ups and downs. Crappy hair days, sensitive smell, is it a boy or a girl?, crazy hormones, being mad, being hapy and all of the other stuff in between.

The truth is I have never had girlfriends. I was a tomboy my whole life. Granted, I love a good pair of killer heels, and don't get me started on purses or jewelry, but pretty much, I am Guy at heart. I love all things boys. Back in the day... that included boys! Now don't get me wrong, I have had and have awesome girl friends. Just, in general, there haven't been that many that I feel I can open up to, share my emotions with or sometimes just shoot the shit!

Over this past year (of blogging) there has been such an outpouring of friendship. I have gotten kind words when sick, "hang in there" when emotionally unstable, and "just breathe" at just the right times. I even got some awesome onion bagels, (really, there is no better in life!)

So, as my pregnancy gets closer to the end, and as the world starts to spin a little harder, I just want to say thank you! Thank you to every single reader who stops this way on their blog train. I certainly enjoy getting to know you, and enjoying experiencing things with you.

Phew! Ok, that is all the sappiness I can manage! I think I need to take a bath. Just kidding. So here is the thing... apparently de-lurking day brought out about 4 people, and according to Google there are a lot more of you out there. So why don't you ask me some random question and tomorrow I will post a blog with all the answers? :D Sound like a plan... mmmmkay great! Your turn!!

GD

Wow... looking at it, that title sounds like some horrendous sexually transmitted disease. Geesh! I am actually referring to Gestational Diabetes. Something I just found out I have.

Now here is the thing, the nurse calls today and says,

Nurse: You failed (the second) test pretty badly
Me: Ok, what do we do now?
Nurse: Well, I can schedule you for an apt with the NP (Nurse Practitioner)
Me: Um, ok, is there something I can do in the meantime? Like, do I need to adjust my diet, check my sugar... what?
Nurse: Yeah, you can do all those things. The NP will go over it.
Me: Ok?!?!

So here is the thing. Why on earth would you call someone up, say you have this disease (that COULD effect the child your carrying) and then not say what needs to be done??? I have to make an apt., I get that, but give me some damn feedback. I thought you were a nurse? I mean how freaking bad is it?

I was so peeved, I decided to do research on my own. It said I had to avoid refined sugar. UM, ok. I don't eat cookies, cakes or candies. I have never drank a soda in my entire life and I don't even put sugar in my one cup of coffee?? I stare at hubs at this point and say WHAT??? I thought my diet was pretty good? It says to eat more vegi's and stay away from fast food and stuff with corn syrup in it. Um... again... DUH! I don't eat that shit. Now granted, a couple times I have chowed down on some Wendys, but we're not talking super size me everyday combo kind of thing. I just don't get it? How on earth did I get stuck with this? And what can I eat or can't I eat?? Any ideas? I am so confused?

And please for the love of Pete, don't tell me to make an apt. I already have...

Stylish Baby!

So folks. This is Bradys' new AWESOME baby furniture. We just got the crib and bookshelf thingy (with no book shelf). That will be purchased at a later date. We don't want our little man to hit his head while I am changing him :)

Also, this is the bedding.



I think the contrast of the light bedding and the dark furniture will go nicely. Plus the walls are going to be a periwinkle of sorts :)

Tell me what you think?

SUPERBOWL BOUND!!!

Superbowl Bound Biactches!!! Julie Q... bring it on!!! Arizona here we come!!

No one believed the dedication to this team. No one supported me in Texas, but my darling freaders... WE ARE HEADED to the SUPERBOWL. Say it with me... SUPER-BOWL BABY!!!

Bring on the Cold!!

Sorry, just found these pic's from the days of My Mistress and they made me wish I had my pre-preggo body :D

So today is the day folks!! The G-Men take on the Packs! Right now is it is -13 degrees and it should get colder as the day progresses. I am headed to a brunch, but I just wanted to thank my IBFF, Rachel, for the AMAZING onion bagels that showed up at my door this morning! Aww yeeah! A Giants game with amazing NY bagels. I don't think this day could get any cooler :D

Ciao for Now!

GO GIANTS!!!

Saturday mornings.... aaahh!

The coffee is brewing, the animals are schnuggled and my hair is fabulous. OH! and of course the BEST news of the day... sometime this weekend, a package of AMAZING NJ bagels will be arriving via my IBFF (internet best friend)!

Last night we watched this really cool movie. *Now let me preface this by saying I am NOT a movie buff. Pre pregnancy, I thought sitting for 2hrs was a waste of time. Hubs would normally watch something and I would normally fall asleep or end up playing scrabulous. So with that said, I have no idea how old this movie is*

Hollywoodland. First, I want to say, Adrian Brody (in the weirdest way) is the Hottest man!! God that hair and those eyes. Maybe I am too Italian, but damn man!! Hottie McHottie! Also, Ben Affleck is in it too. Overall, I thought it was a great movie. Great cinematography (sp?) and great acting!!

Feeling much better today (thank you SO MUCH to my freaders for all your well wishes)! I am going baby furniture shopping today and tomorrow. Well folks... The G-MEN take on the Packs, and you can be damned sure I will be watching with NY bagel in hand! Yipeee!

Feeling Like Poo...

Went for my test this morning and it went something like this...

8:00am - show up for test, take blood, drink nastiness(in only 5 min). Then wait!
9:20am - take blood test, then wait more.
10:20am - stomach officially growling so loud the other people waiting can hear. Take blood again
11:20 - my stomach says Halleluah! when they call my name and I jump and and take the final test.

Apparently, the effects of this test are supposed to last an hour. However, I am still feeling ill and I don't know what will make me feel better :( Actually, I take that back... my IBFF Rachel is sending me some NY bagels (well actually NJ - but I bet there good too!) You have no idea how much a good bagel is appreciated. Especially since last weekend's disaster of the jalepeno one ... BLUGH!

As for my hair... it looks FABULOUS! I don't have a cute pic of it yet, but I will post ASAP!

Tonight it looks like hubs and I are going to rent a movie and schnuggle on the couch. I think a warm bath, some good chinese and sleeping is in my near future :) Hope you all have a fab weekend.

Ciao!

Highlights??

Today I have a hair apt. Since recieving my crappy news yesterday, I thought I needed a little pick me up. A new hair style/color is right up my alley! I love changing looks. So... here is the thing. I think I want blonde highlights (you know nothing too drastic) but a little perk of color. I can't decide, however, if I want to go dark brown and then do highlights or just leave the redish color that is already in my hair?!?

Oh the decisions :)

Plus, in less than a month, I am taking out my extensions. Although they were fun while they lasted, my opionion is don't spend the money. They are a lot of work to make your hair look cute and they cost a lot of money! It was fun, and I can't say don't ever try it, it just wasn't what I was expecting. I am good with my natural curls!
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Tomorrow I have my glucose screening test and I have to fast tonight (which is the WORST) for an almost 7 mnth preggo gal! So I will write after I get back fromt hat. There may even be a pic or two of the new hair... we'll see?

Bad News :(

So, I was in a funk all day (hence the previous post) and then the doc called. Apparently I have been diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes and to top it off she tells me I am anemic.

Now, I have to go to a lab so they can make me drink more nasty sugar drink while I sit there for 3 hours as they take my blood. Normally, this test would tell me if I have this disease, but because I failed the original test so miserably, this test is just going to tell me to what degree I have it. Blah!

So all day I have been pretty down about not going out to lunch and the doctor news and THEN... I get this AWESOME package from my Uncle R. First let me tell you, that I took a shower (about 5pm) hubs goes out to get the mail, I put on my Giants pants and my Giants shirt, and head to the kitchen. Hubs sees this pakage and opens it... what was in it???

This AWESOME Giants key chain!!! It was such a nice ending to a shitty day! Love you Uncle R!!!

Kinda in a Funk?

You see... I have this friend. She is very near and dear to my heart! And each week we try to get together to grab some lunch and catch up. But with the NY shower and the holidays, it seems we haven't been able to see each other in close to 4 weeks. Which, is really not a problem, I just kinda miss her :)

The issue I have, is that every week, I drive down (about 30 min) to pick her up and take her to lunch. My schedule is easier to manage (since working from home) and I like to get out of the house and drive a bit. The drive is not the problem.
You see she works for this company that I think treats her pretty badly, but I understand... a job is a job! So I make those kinds of "sacrafices" (if you will (don't know if that is the right word)) just to see her, because she means that much to me.

Well, there have been occasions where we have had to re-schedule do the company saying they were taking everyone out to lunch or surprise birthday lunches and so on. Really, at that point (I was normally in the car drivng and halfway there) there was nothing I could do. So I didn't sweat it, I just got over it. Sure it was a bit of a pain in the ass, but I knew it wasn't her fault, so whatever.

So our standing date is normally today. Every Wed we say. I mark that date on my calendar and just plan stuff around it, so that I don't have any scheduling conflicts. Well, Mon I email her, make sure we are on for Wed and she confims. Great! Can't wait to see her!! But then, yesterday, I get an email saying someone for the company needs her to help with treats for a meeting, can we move it to Thursday? Well, this week is booked solid. So I ask if her employee and her can go to do it Thursday (as the meeting is not until Friday), she says no, the other woman doesn't want to do that.

Now, to be honest, that hurt my feelings. I don't know... but I feel like, I have a pretty busy schedule with life and having a baby and so on... right? I mean, I am sure we ALL feel this way. But if we plan (on Mon) to have lunch (on Wed), wouldn't you tell that co-worker you already have plans? Or am I just blowing this out of the water? Am I just getting bent out of shape for nothing (probably b/c I am hormonal and pregnant)... you tell me???

26 Weeks Pregnant! and a Weird Note!

Your baby now weighs about a pound and two-thirds and measures 14 inches (an English hothouse cucumber), from head to heel. The nerve pathways in his ears are developing, which means his response to sounds is growing more consistent. His lungs are developing now, too, as he continues to take small breaths of amniotic fluid — good practice for when he's born and takes that first breath of air. If you're having a boy, his testicles are beginning to descend into his scrotum — a trip that will take about two to three days.

On the doc front. I went to see the OB yesterday and everything was awesome! I have gained a total of 17 lbs (right on track), my scar is just stretching (not pulling away from the skin - as I first thought) and I took that NASTY sugar test (thank you so much freaders for warning me what it was going to be like)! I get the results sometime next week.
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On a really weird note - and I know I am totally opening a can of worms with this one... but I was watching Oprah, and it was about Women who were married and then decided they were gay. You see... here is the thing? When hubs and I decided to get married there was a lot of red tape we had to go through. I worked as a waitress then (and they did offer health insurance) but I wanted to be on my hubs insurance. Unfortunately, the day we signed the marriage certificate was the earliest I could get insurance. B/C hubs worked for a large company they offered same sex marriage options, and one of them was that if a same sex couple lived in the same house for 6 months the partner was already covered. Now, this is not my question. My question is, most people on Oprah had a same sex partner and most of them wanted to be married. Now, my mom is a polotic fanatic, I, on the other hand, am not.

So... what is your opionion on why same sex marriages can't occur?

Now, I am Catholic so I get all the religious reasons and so on and so forth. But folks, we haven't lived by the bible (if you will) for decades now. What is the political reason they won't pass this law. I am not against or for, I just want to know, why shouldn't everyone have the right to go through all that red tape?

Pack Your Bags!!

We are headed to Green Bay! Yippeee!

The Giants beat the Cowboys 21-17 yesterday and FINALLY I have some bragging rights. This whole season I have sat there with a sad smile as all my friends, down here in Texas, have harrassed me about the Cowboys winning the 2 reg. season games, and now... finally! My G-Men came through and we are about to take on Brett Favre! Woo Woo!!

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Since I am on a Texas kick. Since moving here from the Northeast, there are a lot of things a girl has to get used to, and yesterday was just one of those days. #8 Why I am not too fond of Texas - yesterday all I was craving was a bagel. Like a good ole fashioned NY bagel. The cats had no food so hubs decided he would head to the store and pick me up an onion bagel at the grocery store...

Well, he comes home, I cut the bagel, throw it in the toaster and proceed to cook my egg. While I am cooking, however, I smell something weird. Like peppers and onions?? It was weird. I thought it was just my physcho smell, so I proceed. As I take my semi toasted bagel out of the toaster and place my egg on top, I realize the bagel looks a little strange. Then, I take my first bite. It is a freakin JALLEPENO bagel. Now who, in their right mind, would create a jallepeno bagel?? I really get that we embrace the mexican culture down here, but come on!!! I tell hubs, he said they only had that one, blueberry or something else. He smelled it and thought it was onion. UGH! Just an FYI for all of you chowing down on some delish bagels... don't take them for granted. A good bagel is fantastic start to a beautiful morning! A jallepeno bagel on the other hand... I wouldn't reccomend :)

I've got nothin'

It is 5am, I can't sleep. I have walked to the couch in the living room, and yes - this is the same spot I have been for 4 days while this cold/evil sickness permeates my body, and I am sitting under a blanket, except one foot is not under the covers. It pains me! All warm and toasty, schnuggling with the cats and then the one foot, cold and alone, outside the covers. UGH! Well, fix it you say... oh how I would, should it be that easy.
You see... I have a 6 month preggo belly preventing me from easily sitting up, placing the warm cover over my foot, and then lying down to fell the foot again. For some reason, could be the cold, could be the fat, or could be Baby sitting on my diaphram, but I feel so out of breath lately. Like now, for instance, I am just sitting here and I feel as though I need to breathe deeply, often, just to get a good breath. Who knows... I see the doc Mon.

Speaking of doctors. I was in the shower yesterday and my scar started burning. I looked down to see that the top part is slightly pulling away from my skin. EEK! Gotta talk to him about that too. Not to mention I have this gestational diabetes test (sp?) I have to do. First off, I have to drink some stuff... that never goes well. Then I don't know what they do, but apparently they tell you if you have it? Now, i don't know if I am pre-disposed b/c I have hypoglycemia (something way different) but it is still scary to think you could have diabetes just for 3 months.

So, like I said, it is 5am, hubs is asleep in the next room and I really want to make some coffee and eat something, but I don't want to wake him. Blugh! I don't want to have a cold anymore... I want to be tired so I can go back to sleep OR I would like to make some coffee and breakfast and start my day. Ready to watch the G-Men kick the cowgirls ass' once and for all! Come on G-Men, don't let me down.

Ok seriously, as I sit here writing this post, my fat cat (Fatty McFatterson) is snoring. I get it... it's early, I want to sleep too. Damn, why does sleep elude me?

Well Folks...

We pulled it off! My dad and I have been planning a surprise 50th birthday party for my mom for about a month now. We have been in stealth mode and all her friends said they had tried to avoid calling her so they wouldn't let it slip, but... we accomplished a brilliant party with her being none the wiser!

We had it all planned, 3o or so of her friends and we all gathered in a room at a restaurant. She showed up with no makeup and a casual outfit and was thoroughly surprised.

Here are some pics to show the fun!

My dad's best friend and his girlfriend.

My Mom, and close family friends.

Closest family friends!


A GREAT! gift!

More Gifts! Books... her fav!

Yes! We are Wino's!

Love/Hate

Love: That I get to wake up every morning next to my wonderful hubs! ~We both work from home, so there is no alarm here adn we normally wake up with a smile and a kiss. *sigh*

Hate: That I have to run out of bed in the morning for fear I might sneeze and pee on myself b/c my little Brady is hanging out on my bladder :)

Love: That I have so many freaders (friends + readers) that care when I am coughing phlem!

Hate: That I am still coughing phlem and I can only breathe out of one nostril and I have this incredibly important party tonight!

Love: That I have so much of Brady's stuff (he won't be here for 12 more weeks) that I don't know what to do with

Hate: That I have so much to do around the house before my man arrives. Including, remove Christmas stuff (this weekend, I HAVE to), paint the nursery, move my office. EEk! So much shtuff!

*And I will leave you three loves... just cuz I can :D

Love: That Brady kicks me all the time. Especially when Daddy's hand is on my tummy and I tell him to kick and he does. It makes me swoon!

Love: My blog. My crazy blog that lets me get the werdest things out of my head.

Love: My hubs for taking such good care of me when I am sick and pregnant.

The night before last I sounded like the Taco bell commercial... Cheesy, Crunchy, blah blah. All I wanted was a bean burrito (why... don't ask!) I haven't eaten at Taco Bell since I was say... 14? My bff E and I used to get them all the time. So I tell hubs I really want one and I need tissues with lotion and I need children's tylenol (cherry, b/c I found out bubble gum is NASTY!) and he went out and came back with all the stuff. Perfectly. Gotta love him!

So... since I totally stole this idea from Jersey Girl, play along and tell me what you love/hate!

Ciao for now!

More Phlem... not to be confused with Flan

Because, you see, I hate Flan. My bff in high school was Mexican and all her mom ever cooked was really good mexican food. Especially flan, except flan is gross. It is jigly and icky... eww... I hate Flan!

Ok, so today I slept about 12 min, and since I can't breathe out of my nose and the only comfortable position is on my back (practically sitting up), but guess what... you can't sleep on your back cuz your 25 weeks preggo... hee hee. What a load.

Anyway, I am so freaking bored of watching TV! I was so tired of TV I actually turned on the Giants/Tampa Bay game (I had Tivo'd) just for good measure and then I fell asleep, only to wake up in a pool of sweat. UGH! Crappy sickness, please leave my body.

I have taken 3 showers, gone through an entire box of $2 tissues (as hubs says) and my feet are always cold and my body is constantly hot. I am really hoping it gets crappier and then tomorrow I will be dancing a jig around my office making placements left and right... whadda think? Work with me people, it could happen. Pray for jigging!

Here Ye, Here Ye...

Apparently there's this thing called National De-Lurking Week. And apparently it is now, January 8-12.

It's a week when readers of blogs are invited to come out of hiding, and make themselves known to the other members of that blog's community.

So come along and join the fun (ooooh peer pressure!), and introduce yourself with a comment!

Whether you're a new commenter or a regular, say hello and let us all know you're out there!

And to make it simple, here's a question everyone can respond to (which you can interpret any way you wish):

Where do you currently live, and what is your favorite thing about it? Or maybe you hate it? Tell me about that too :)

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Day two of crappy cold continues. And an FYI for all you preggo readers, being sick with a cold AND being pregnant is just a pain in the ass. As if it weren't bad enough that you have a basketball siting on your bladder... try sneezing 1800 times a day. The poor hubs couldn't get any sleep with my tossing and turning and sneezing and peeing. Here is to feeling better tomorrow!

Eehhm!

Oh my gosh. I don't know what it is. This morning I woke up, and I feel like a boulder has gotten clogged in my throat, and I can't stop blowing my nose! UGH!

Maybe it is the weather change? When we were in NY it was 30-ish, now here in Texas, it is anywhere from 60-70? Or maybe it was the plane rides? Maybe some yahoo got on there with a cold, and had absolutly no regard that a 6 month pregnant gal would be riding the plane and that she can't take airborne before she boards. Come on people... work with me!

This is just freaking perfect timing though, because all my Christmas gear is still up (and I have NO energy to take down), and I have to pick hubs up at the airport today. I was hoping he could come home to a frisky pregnant wife. Instead, it seems, he will be succumb to me sitting on the couch. Drinking soup and watching The First 48.

Fageht About It!!!

First... I want to congratulate my G-Men!!! on their glorious win Sunday afternoon! Of course, while at the shower, my famiglia showed their support and gave me this :)

This is Uncle Cheech, teasing my grandmother about being a Cowboys fan!

This is my mom, Nona and I, making our shower favors.

Sorry about the no makeup :)

Aunt L and Uncle R's antipasta (sp??)

Aunt L and Uncle R

Family Photo!

My 2 "baby" cousins!

More pics are sure to come!

Ciao for Now!

The Best Gift Ever!!

Family and Friends!!

(That is my Uncle Cheech kissing my cheek!)

Yesterday was such a beautiful shower!! I almost want to cry thinking about how much love was in one room, at one time.

Recap: On Thursday morning when we left, I was hit with a bomb. My daddy was unable to come. I posted about it earlier, but I knew when my dad could not tell me the date and time of his flight, something was up. I have to be honest, I have not cried that hard in a long, long time. Not to mention the entire point of the shower was to be with family that we hardly get to see.

Friday I had gotten over it (kind of) and we headed out to finalize the menu, and have dinner with my Uncle R (my grandfather's brother.) That night was so much fun! I cannot even begin to tell you. If you have ever seen a movie where the Italian grandmother just keeps bringing out food and keeps making you drink wine and eat... that is what it was like! His wife cooked up this amazing meal of antipasta, broccoli raab and lots of Vino and Black Sambucca. (Of course I could not partake in the drunkenness of my mother and hubs.) Then (as only occurs in NY) his daughter came over with her 2 kids, then his sister and her daughter. We just sat there talking, eating and laughing. It was truly bilssfull!

Saturday we got dressed and got ready for the big shower. I was so excited, I barely slept the night before. We got It's a boy balloons blown up and got our favours ready. Ooh! It was so much fun! I can only describe it with pictures!

*Unfortunately I am at my Nona's and I can't upload the pics. I will do it when I get back, probably Tues :)

I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane....

Don't know when I'll be back again?

Actually I'll be back on Monday. Talk to you all soon!

Wishing you a happy weekend filled with many blessings!

3rd Trimester

Yes folks, my 3rd trimester begins today. I would write a joyous post on how this thrills me, however I feel as if my body has decided to revert back to the 1st trimester and no one wants to tell me.

I feel exhausted, hot/cold (it depends on the minute of the day), hungry, then nauseas and to top it off... larger than I should be. Actually, I am not that large. I bought boy stuff, for the shower, on Monday and the woman at the checkout asked how I knew it was a boy so early (I seriously could have kissed her) to which I informed her I am 6 months preggo. She just smiled and said, "Wow! Your pretty small!" I liked this comment greatly! I know my baby boy is healthy inside his momma, so the less I have to lose when my man enters this world, the better!

24 weeks - Your baby's growing steadily, gaining about a quarter of a pound since last week, when he was just over a pound. Since he's almost a foot long (picture an ear of corn), that makes a pretty lean figure, but his body is filling out proportionally and he'll soon put on more baby fat. Your baby's skin is thin, translucent, and wrinkled, his brain is growing rapidly, and his taste buds are developing. His lungs are developing "branches" of the respiratory "tree" and cells that produce surfactant, a substance **that helps the air sacs inflate easily.

Not to mention I feel like I am coming down with a cold, which greatly saddens me, simply because my NY Shower is this weekend, and I want to be my spunky self! For some reason, all this shower talk, has really started to get to me. I am having 4 showers all together, but the issue is, my mom hates showers, my mother-in-law lives for them, and I am somewhere in the middle. Excited about having them, but don't need to stress out about them before they are even here.

It also came to my attention (about 2 days ago) that in NY you are supposed to have something called a Wishing well and the preggo gal is supposed to sit under some frilly umbrella (excuse me while I gag.) I told my mom I didn't think this was necessary, since it was lunch, and there would be men there, but she informed me, "we must!"

Whatever! I just want to go there, eat, open gifts and fly back with no hassle.

If any NY readers know about these bizarre things and could possibly give some insight... I would appreicate that! Hope you all have a great week. Don't know how much I will be posting with all the festivities :D

Happy New Year!

Well, my first pregnant New Years went off without a hitch! Last night we had my family (Nona, Mom, Daddy, and baby Bro) over for a little dinner, naps, and watching the ball drop over NY. It was so fun. I have to say, I was not feeling very well, but when myt Daddy and fam are over, it makes everything better.

My dad and I are like the same person. We love to eat, cook and just be goofy. He was so sweet and bought me this cookie cook book for Christmas, (because he reads my food blog) and we found this recipe for an Italian Knot pastery.

I was trying to be creative, and I thought it would give the pastry more texture if I used whole wheat flour. Yeah... NOT the case! they came out pretty gross, but it was fun (as usual) cooking with my daddy!

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Totally off the subject but.... have you ever worried so much about a person, you can't stand it??

I worry so much about my dad sometimes. He is a "high powered" sales guy, and he is the main bread winner of our family. The issue is, I know this job is high stress and I know it is a lot of work, but I feel like he just takes all the stress on himself and doesn't let anyone know about it. I don't know what to say? I just want to tell him I love him. I worry so much about him b/c there is nothing I can do, but also b/c heart problems run in his family, and i just don't want him taking on all this stress. If anyone who reads this, has any advice, I would love it!