I think the skunkies are gone for good! Daddy brought home 4 big rocks and blocked the hole last night, we didn't hear or smell anything, so I think we are good to go! Today was weigh in day (beginning of week 31) and it didn't look to good, mommy has gained 26lbs and I am up to 169, I really don't like this part of the pregnancy. It will be ok though, I will lose it when you get here, but be prepared we will be doing plenty of walking.
So I'm just now getting back to finishing this post and it has been a few days. Still no skunks, so I think we are safe! Last weekend we finished buying the wall decorations for your room. I painted the letters for your name and hung them up, though I noticed last night that the D has fallen down, but I will get it back up.
At the end of week 30 and now week 31 you have become a very active little girl, I love it. I feel you move so much more and you can really see ya moving when I look at my belly. At the end of week 30th was the first time that you kicked me and it hurt. I was lying down to bed with daddy and every time you kicked I jumped, because it was so hard. It was a nice feeling though, knowing your getting bigger and stronger. You have always been really low in my belly and for the last several weeks you have been lying right on my bladder. Sometimes when you kick I have to run straight to the bathroom because it feels like I am peeing myself. At night I find myself watching my belly rather than the tv because it is so cool seeing my belly push out and watch you roll around in there.
Your cousin Chloe stayed with us for a few hours on Sunday. I had her lying on my belly while I was burping her and you started kicking her. It was so cute, like you were saying get off that's my mommy. Then that night when daddy and I were watching TV I was right next to him and you kept kicking him in his arm. I don't think you like things pushing against you because if I rest my arm on my belly or where tight pants, you kick right at that spot.
Daphne I love you so much already and can't wait until you are here. Today daddy and I get to see you at the doctor appointment. We are having the 3D ultrasound and I am so excited!
Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Progress
Well Daph, I think you may be able to come home to a good smelling house afterall. I have made poor Roscoe be on skunk patrol for the last 5 nights, and while he has slept outside we have not smelled any skunks. Last night I temporarily plugged up the hole to see if anything would disturb the rags and nothing did. So tonight I am plugging up the hole for good and Roscoe will be happy to be sleeping inside again. Cross your little fingers and hope this works!
Last night you were very active, it was the first time that you kept me awake because you were moving so much, but I loved it. I love feeling you move and I wish you did it more often. I think you might have changed your position in my belly some also. You were laying tranverse but I think you might have begun to face head down.
I can't wait to see you on Tuesday, we are having the 3D ultrasound and we should get a good idea of what you will look like. Daddy is still uncertain that you are a girl, so lets prove him wrong and you show him the goods. I'm sure daddy will also want to check to see if you have a pig nose or finger toes. It's ok if you do, because mommy has these traits and he still loves me.
I'm getting so excited only 9 more weeks until you get here, and two more weeks until the baby shower. There is still so much to do, so you stay in there and keep baking, but if you came today we would also be ready. I'm getting nervous, I hope I can give you everything you need and be able to properly take care of you, only time will tell.
Last night you were very active, it was the first time that you kept me awake because you were moving so much, but I loved it. I love feeling you move and I wish you did it more often. I think you might have changed your position in my belly some also. You were laying tranverse but I think you might have begun to face head down.
I can't wait to see you on Tuesday, we are having the 3D ultrasound and we should get a good idea of what you will look like. Daddy is still uncertain that you are a girl, so lets prove him wrong and you show him the goods. I'm sure daddy will also want to check to see if you have a pig nose or finger toes. It's ok if you do, because mommy has these traits and he still loves me.
I'm getting so excited only 9 more weeks until you get here, and two more weeks until the baby shower. There is still so much to do, so you stay in there and keep baking, but if you came today we would also be ready. I'm getting nervous, I hope I can give you everything you need and be able to properly take care of you, only time will tell.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Smelly situation
Oh Daphne dear, good thing you can not smell yet. We have a skunk, probably more like skunks living underneath our house. This isn't the first time we have had this problem either.
Last winter we had a small family of skunks living under our house for what seemed like forever but probably was only a couple of weeks. I knew where they were coming and going so I would wait outside for them with the shotgun. After many failed nights of seeing the elusive skunks I finally got one. Bam he was dead, I thought yippee got that dad gum skunk. I go inside so excited because our smell was gone. That same night I look out the back door and see another skunk. I get the gun and sneak outside, hoping to not get sprayed. Well there it was, I shot him, didn't kill it but he ran off mortally wounded. So that was two that night and I thought for sure that was all that could be under there. Well the next night I heard something under the house again, I wanted to cry I was so tired of these dang skunks. I guess that lonely guy finally left since all of his friends were gone because we hadn't had anymore problems, so I thought anyways.
Well about two weeks ago I started hearing something under the house again, the dreaded feeling came upon me that it was skunks again. Then a couple of nights later I was in the living room and I smelt that horrible stench creeping up and I knew it was skunks. I was so mad at myself for not fixing that hole better in February, I yelled at your dad for it to, at this point I was mad at the world. That smell infuriates me, I can't stand it. The next day all I could think of was how to get rid of this skunk. My best idea was to build a small alley way with chicken wire leading from the hole into the yard.
That night I went home and started my task. I thought it was full proof. So I built the trap and at the end of the trap, (this is where I wanted the skunk to go, so I could shoot it) I placed skunk treats to lure him there. I put everything I thought a skunk might eat, a strawberry, a piece of peanut butter bread, cat food and a can of sardines. I was so happy, I thought for sure this was going to work. So that night I waited in my bathroom, this is by the hole, to hear anything in my trap. Well it didn't take too long and I heard something obviously stuck in my trap. With excitement and fear I grabbed the gun and snuck outside. As I rounded the corner gun up and hammer down, ready to kill that stinky beast, I was shocked to see what I had trapped. It was a cute little cottontail bunny. Phew what a relief, it was a bunny, surely I thought bunnies and skunks wouldn't live in the same den.
I convinced myself that the skunk smell I had smelt must have been from a skunk spraying next to the house not under it. Now I had a dilemma though, how do I get the bunny out but keep the trap up to keep away any other skunks? I decided to catch the bunny on some glue traps and grab him and put him over the fence, but the next night I realized the bunny had already dug out from under the trap, ok problem solved, yeah right.
Last night when preparing for bed I heard something coming or going from that hole, I told myself must be the bunny, because bunnies don't live with skunks. Wrong, Aunt Bah reminded me of Thumper and the skunk in Bambi, thanks sis just what I wanted to hear. Well this morning around 2am I woke up to the putrid smell of skunk. I tried pulling my shirt over my nose and then spraying perfume but nope still smelly. Finally your dad woke up and was like, yuck skunk, and I was like yeah 30 minutes ago. Your dad finally lit some incense, something I hadn't thought of and it took the smell away temporarily for us to go back to sleep.
Tonight something will be done about this problem. I can't have all of your stuff smelling like a skunk. I would just wait outside and shoot them, but you can hear now and I feel guilty shooting a gun while you are there, it is so loud. I'm going to try and put up a one way door, where they can push it out but not push to get back in. If this doesn't work we will seal up the hole and let them die under the house. This is definently a last resort. This has been a rough summer for us and critters. We have had several black widows, right outside of the house, wolf spiders in and out of the house, scorpions in the house, non venomous snakes outside of the house, and one in the wall, a copperhead in the backyard and now the skunks. I love where we live but I don't want any you to encounter anything that I just wrote about. I have even contemplated moving, just so you wouldn't be around any of those things, but living in town presents other dangers.
On a happier note, my doctors appointment on August 17th was great, your heartbeat was 137bpm and your still measuring good. Also I am not anemic nor do I have gestational diabetes, so bring on the ice cream and pizza. We are going to dinner tonight with your Nanny & Papaw at Chachi's, it is very yummy! Today is also your cousin Brandon's birthday.
P.S. Your daddy has now began waking me up when I am sleeping on my stomach to inform me that I am squishing you and I need to turn over. He also comments every morning that you have gotten bigger. I think now that he can see and feel you in my belly he is really getting excited.
Last winter we had a small family of skunks living under our house for what seemed like forever but probably was only a couple of weeks. I knew where they were coming and going so I would wait outside for them with the shotgun. After many failed nights of seeing the elusive skunks I finally got one. Bam he was dead, I thought yippee got that dad gum skunk. I go inside so excited because our smell was gone. That same night I look out the back door and see another skunk. I get the gun and sneak outside, hoping to not get sprayed. Well there it was, I shot him, didn't kill it but he ran off mortally wounded. So that was two that night and I thought for sure that was all that could be under there. Well the next night I heard something under the house again, I wanted to cry I was so tired of these dang skunks. I guess that lonely guy finally left since all of his friends were gone because we hadn't had anymore problems, so I thought anyways.
Well about two weeks ago I started hearing something under the house again, the dreaded feeling came upon me that it was skunks again. Then a couple of nights later I was in the living room and I smelt that horrible stench creeping up and I knew it was skunks. I was so mad at myself for not fixing that hole better in February, I yelled at your dad for it to, at this point I was mad at the world. That smell infuriates me, I can't stand it. The next day all I could think of was how to get rid of this skunk. My best idea was to build a small alley way with chicken wire leading from the hole into the yard.
That night I went home and started my task. I thought it was full proof. So I built the trap and at the end of the trap, (this is where I wanted the skunk to go, so I could shoot it) I placed skunk treats to lure him there. I put everything I thought a skunk might eat, a strawberry, a piece of peanut butter bread, cat food and a can of sardines. I was so happy, I thought for sure this was going to work. So that night I waited in my bathroom, this is by the hole, to hear anything in my trap. Well it didn't take too long and I heard something obviously stuck in my trap. With excitement and fear I grabbed the gun and snuck outside. As I rounded the corner gun up and hammer down, ready to kill that stinky beast, I was shocked to see what I had trapped. It was a cute little cottontail bunny. Phew what a relief, it was a bunny, surely I thought bunnies and skunks wouldn't live in the same den.
I convinced myself that the skunk smell I had smelt must have been from a skunk spraying next to the house not under it. Now I had a dilemma though, how do I get the bunny out but keep the trap up to keep away any other skunks? I decided to catch the bunny on some glue traps and grab him and put him over the fence, but the next night I realized the bunny had already dug out from under the trap, ok problem solved, yeah right.
Last night when preparing for bed I heard something coming or going from that hole, I told myself must be the bunny, because bunnies don't live with skunks. Wrong, Aunt Bah reminded me of Thumper and the skunk in Bambi, thanks sis just what I wanted to hear. Well this morning around 2am I woke up to the putrid smell of skunk. I tried pulling my shirt over my nose and then spraying perfume but nope still smelly. Finally your dad woke up and was like, yuck skunk, and I was like yeah 30 minutes ago. Your dad finally lit some incense, something I hadn't thought of and it took the smell away temporarily for us to go back to sleep.
Tonight something will be done about this problem. I can't have all of your stuff smelling like a skunk. I would just wait outside and shoot them, but you can hear now and I feel guilty shooting a gun while you are there, it is so loud. I'm going to try and put up a one way door, where they can push it out but not push to get back in. If this doesn't work we will seal up the hole and let them die under the house. This is definently a last resort. This has been a rough summer for us and critters. We have had several black widows, right outside of the house, wolf spiders in and out of the house, scorpions in the house, non venomous snakes outside of the house, and one in the wall, a copperhead in the backyard and now the skunks. I love where we live but I don't want any you to encounter anything that I just wrote about. I have even contemplated moving, just so you wouldn't be around any of those things, but living in town presents other dangers.
On a happier note, my doctors appointment on August 17th was great, your heartbeat was 137bpm and your still measuring good. Also I am not anemic nor do I have gestational diabetes, so bring on the ice cream and pizza. We are going to dinner tonight with your Nanny & Papaw at Chachi's, it is very yummy! Today is also your cousin Brandon's birthday.
P.S. Your daddy has now began waking me up when I am sleeping on my stomach to inform me that I am squishing you and I need to turn over. He also comments every morning that you have gotten bigger. I think now that he can see and feel you in my belly he is really getting excited.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Reactions to Daphne
Daphne this is how people reacted when they found out about you!
I didn't want to tell any of the kids (you have 10 cousins already by the way) until after the first trimester, just in case something happened. That didn't really work out as planned but oh well, I was mad at first but now it doesn't really matter. Skylar, Brandon and Jonathan already knew about you, but the rest didn't. I told Little Bit first and she was excited because I had told her a secret and wanted to know if you were a boy or a girl and what your name was. Bella was too little to understand, she was just barely a year when we told the others so she didn't have an opinion. I then told Josh that we were having a baby, he was excited, but seemed a little hesitant I think because of the close bond that we have always had. He then began to ask questions, he wasn't too happy with you being a girl, he wanted a boy cousin to play with, but he still is excited. We hadn't picked your name out for sure yet so Josh suggested Mary since it was out of the bible, he is such a sweet boy, I know you will love him. I told Joe next, I said "Joe guess what?" He said, "what," I said, "Aunt Kimmy is going to have a baby," he then said, "well guess what I seen a snake and it was this big (showing me with his hands)." I kinda laughed because he just was not really interested and wanted to tell me about his story. A few weeks later while I was sitting in Memaws living room with Joe he was kinda upset and asked me why I didn't tell him I was having a baby. I said what do you mean Joe, he said well Bit said you are having a baby and I didn't know. Ha ha ha, he was so interested in his snake story that he never even heard me tell him about you, but that's Joe for ya. Chloe was still in Aunt Bon's belly so she it will be awhile before she has a clue.
We told Macy and Mackenzie next. Macy already kinda new from Skylar so she just said cool. Mackenzie is only two so it was fun trying to explain to her, that we were having a baby and it is in my tummy right now. She kept looking at my belly and wanted me to take you out. She asks me sometimes when you are coming and I tell her you will be here soon after her birthday. One time I told her you kicked me and she told me to tell you to quit doing that.
That takes care of the kids, who actually were the last to know. I wanted to wait to tell everyone, but your dad just couldn't wait. He told all of his buddies at work and his brother, who told their wives. I don't know exactly how they reacted but I'm sure they were happy for us. The first person I told was my friend Amanda, she was super excited and happy for us.
We told you Grandad that he was going to be a grandad again, and he almost cried. He said he knows we will be good parents and we deserve to have a baby. I told Memaw while she was cooking my birthday dinner and she starting oohing and ahhing and hugged me telling me congrats. Right after that I told Aunt Bon and she was happy for us. Next was Aunt Ba, she was happy and said I told you as soon as you got skinny you were going to get pregnant. We told Nanny and Papaw a little later and they were excited with lots of questions. Grandma was also very excited that we were having a baby and told me that you would be as beautiful as I was. She has bought you several things and continues to gripe at me for things I do, because she doesn't want anything to happen to you.
I didn't want to tell any of the kids (you have 10 cousins already by the way) until after the first trimester, just in case something happened. That didn't really work out as planned but oh well, I was mad at first but now it doesn't really matter. Skylar, Brandon and Jonathan already knew about you, but the rest didn't. I told Little Bit first and she was excited because I had told her a secret and wanted to know if you were a boy or a girl and what your name was. Bella was too little to understand, she was just barely a year when we told the others so she didn't have an opinion. I then told Josh that we were having a baby, he was excited, but seemed a little hesitant I think because of the close bond that we have always had. He then began to ask questions, he wasn't too happy with you being a girl, he wanted a boy cousin to play with, but he still is excited. We hadn't picked your name out for sure yet so Josh suggested Mary since it was out of the bible, he is such a sweet boy, I know you will love him. I told Joe next, I said "Joe guess what?" He said, "what," I said, "Aunt Kimmy is going to have a baby," he then said, "well guess what I seen a snake and it was this big (showing me with his hands)." I kinda laughed because he just was not really interested and wanted to tell me about his story. A few weeks later while I was sitting in Memaws living room with Joe he was kinda upset and asked me why I didn't tell him I was having a baby. I said what do you mean Joe, he said well Bit said you are having a baby and I didn't know. Ha ha ha, he was so interested in his snake story that he never even heard me tell him about you, but that's Joe for ya. Chloe was still in Aunt Bon's belly so she it will be awhile before she has a clue.
We told Macy and Mackenzie next. Macy already kinda new from Skylar so she just said cool. Mackenzie is only two so it was fun trying to explain to her, that we were having a baby and it is in my tummy right now. She kept looking at my belly and wanted me to take you out. She asks me sometimes when you are coming and I tell her you will be here soon after her birthday. One time I told her you kicked me and she told me to tell you to quit doing that.
That takes care of the kids, who actually were the last to know. I wanted to wait to tell everyone, but your dad just couldn't wait. He told all of his buddies at work and his brother, who told their wives. I don't know exactly how they reacted but I'm sure they were happy for us. The first person I told was my friend Amanda, she was super excited and happy for us.
We told you Grandad that he was going to be a grandad again, and he almost cried. He said he knows we will be good parents and we deserve to have a baby. I told Memaw while she was cooking my birthday dinner and she starting oohing and ahhing and hugged me telling me congrats. Right after that I told Aunt Bon and she was happy for us. Next was Aunt Ba, she was happy and said I told you as soon as you got skinny you were going to get pregnant. We told Nanny and Papaw a little later and they were excited with lots of questions. Grandma was also very excited that we were having a baby and told me that you would be as beautiful as I was. She has bought you several things and continues to gripe at me for things I do, because she doesn't want anything to happen to you.
2nd Trimester
May 1st, 2010 to Aug 6th, 2010 marked the second trimester. Wow we are 2/3 of the way done, it seems so long yet so short at the same time. So many wonderful and exciting things happened during this time for us. Also I got to tell my nieces and nephews about you, which is something I had been waiting to do.
I had four doctor appointments during the second trimester. The first was on 5/14/10 I got to hear your little heart beat and it was still pretty fast, above 160bpm. On 5/20/10 I felt you move for the first time. I had been feeling little flutters before this but I wasn't sure if it was you or gas. I was laying down to go to sleep that night and I felt you kick/punch not for sure which. I had been waiting on you to move since the 16th week b/c I had read that some women feel movement as early as 16 weeks, but you held out two more weeks before I could feel you. I would only feel you move maybe once a day at first, it was still very sporadic. I would lie down and push on my belly trying to feel you or get you to move. Your dad would get so protective and tell me to quit pushing on you. He always thought I was going to hurt you. Your daddy would tell me if he saw me push on my belly one more time he was going to go buy a new truck....... You will understand the meaning of this when you get a little bigger.
The second doctor appointment was on 6/3/10 which was a good one because I got an ultrasound and got to see you. This ultrasound was a comprehensive one where they checked all of your organs and physical features and found no visible birth defects or abnormalities. That was such a blessing to hear that you had no known problems. This ultrasound and the previous one I have on a DVD so I watch it periodically it is so cool seeing you bounce around on there. The day after the appointment (right at 20 weeks) I was lying in bed after work watching some cop show waiting on daddy to get off work and I felt you kick on the outside of my belly. I had my hand on my belly rubbing it and you kicked hard enough for my hand to feel it. I immediately called daddy and told him to hurry home because I wanted him to feel you. When he got home I laid down and had daddy put his hand on my belly, he just kinda cupped it there and wouldn't push down. I felt you kick and asked Daddy if he felt you he told me yes.
Around June 25th is when you became my pain in the butt, I mean literally I began having tailbone pain. It was really bad at work because I had to sit for 8 hours a day, it was a dull pain but very much there. My next doctor appointment was July 1st. This appointment was very quick, I just went in and got to hear you heartbeat, it had began to slow down a bit, which is normal, I believe it was around 150bpm.
It seems like every milestone with you happened on a Friday, which was the turn day of the week, like your Monday. You were a week older each Friday and that is usually when I experienced something new with you. July 23rd was the beginning of week 26th and the first Braxton Hicks contraction that I felt. At first I thought you were just rolling over but at about the third time I realize my tummy was actually tightening and staying that way for a few seconds. It was such a cool feeling because it would make you ball up and I could really feel the outline of your body with my hand.
Somewhere during the 27th week was when daddy really felt you kick. All the other times he said he could feel you he was just telling me that. I guess he just wanted me to be happy so that is why he had said he had felt you, when he really hadn't. I was laying in bed that morning, half way asleep when I heard daddy tell me how beautiful I was. I remember thinking, "I'm sure I look lovely with my upper lip stuck to the top of my teeth, hair all a mess and drooling," but that's why I love him, he thinks I'm beautiful no matter what. Then I hear daddy get real excited and say, "I felt her, I felt her again, did you feel that?" He was so excited that I knew it was the first time he had really felt you. I busted him on his previous lies and he admitted that this was the first time he had really felt you. Since then I frequently wake up to daddy rubbing my belly.
8/3/10 was the last doctor appointment for the second trimester. Your little heartbeat was 147bpm and the doctor measured my stomach and you were measuring right at 28/29 weeks. Yippee my little girl should arrive right on schedule. I also had to go take my gestational diabetes test, I will get the results today 8/17/10 on your next visit.
I had four doctor appointments during the second trimester. The first was on 5/14/10 I got to hear your little heart beat and it was still pretty fast, above 160bpm. On 5/20/10 I felt you move for the first time. I had been feeling little flutters before this but I wasn't sure if it was you or gas. I was laying down to go to sleep that night and I felt you kick/punch not for sure which. I had been waiting on you to move since the 16th week b/c I had read that some women feel movement as early as 16 weeks, but you held out two more weeks before I could feel you. I would only feel you move maybe once a day at first, it was still very sporadic. I would lie down and push on my belly trying to feel you or get you to move. Your dad would get so protective and tell me to quit pushing on you. He always thought I was going to hurt you. Your daddy would tell me if he saw me push on my belly one more time he was going to go buy a new truck....... You will understand the meaning of this when you get a little bigger.
The second doctor appointment was on 6/3/10 which was a good one because I got an ultrasound and got to see you. This ultrasound was a comprehensive one where they checked all of your organs and physical features and found no visible birth defects or abnormalities. That was such a blessing to hear that you had no known problems. This ultrasound and the previous one I have on a DVD so I watch it periodically it is so cool seeing you bounce around on there. The day after the appointment (right at 20 weeks) I was lying in bed after work watching some cop show waiting on daddy to get off work and I felt you kick on the outside of my belly. I had my hand on my belly rubbing it and you kicked hard enough for my hand to feel it. I immediately called daddy and told him to hurry home because I wanted him to feel you. When he got home I laid down and had daddy put his hand on my belly, he just kinda cupped it there and wouldn't push down. I felt you kick and asked Daddy if he felt you he told me yes.
Around June 25th is when you became my pain in the butt, I mean literally I began having tailbone pain. It was really bad at work because I had to sit for 8 hours a day, it was a dull pain but very much there. My next doctor appointment was July 1st. This appointment was very quick, I just went in and got to hear you heartbeat, it had began to slow down a bit, which is normal, I believe it was around 150bpm.
It seems like every milestone with you happened on a Friday, which was the turn day of the week, like your Monday. You were a week older each Friday and that is usually when I experienced something new with you. July 23rd was the beginning of week 26th and the first Braxton Hicks contraction that I felt. At first I thought you were just rolling over but at about the third time I realize my tummy was actually tightening and staying that way for a few seconds. It was such a cool feeling because it would make you ball up and I could really feel the outline of your body with my hand.
Somewhere during the 27th week was when daddy really felt you kick. All the other times he said he could feel you he was just telling me that. I guess he just wanted me to be happy so that is why he had said he had felt you, when he really hadn't. I was laying in bed that morning, half way asleep when I heard daddy tell me how beautiful I was. I remember thinking, "I'm sure I look lovely with my upper lip stuck to the top of my teeth, hair all a mess and drooling," but that's why I love him, he thinks I'm beautiful no matter what. Then I hear daddy get real excited and say, "I felt her, I felt her again, did you feel that?" He was so excited that I knew it was the first time he had really felt you. I busted him on his previous lies and he admitted that this was the first time he had really felt you. Since then I frequently wake up to daddy rubbing my belly.
8/3/10 was the last doctor appointment for the second trimester. Your little heartbeat was 147bpm and the doctor measured my stomach and you were measuring right at 28/29 weeks. Yippee my little girl should arrive right on schedule. I also had to go take my gestational diabetes test, I will get the results today 8/17/10 on your next visit.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
First Trimester Experiences
During the first trimester so many different things were going on, you were developing and growing and my body was preparing for you. When I first found out I was pregnant it was very early, I was a little over 4 weeks along and had not really experienced any symptoms yet. A couple of days later and they were all there in full force. I was never a breakfast fan, but I fast became one while I was pregnant with you. The morning would start with me trying not to gag as I brushed my teeth, the worst was brushing my tounge. Then I would get in the shower, which I took as fast as I could because I alwasy felt like I was going to vomit. After the shower and before I could blow dry my hair I was hoovering over the toilet, with Roscoe right at my side, trying to figure out what was going on. I didn't throw up as much as a dry heeved, even though I think throwing up makes you feel better.
I confessed my pregnancy priddy early to my boss, for one I was for sure she knew and secondly I wanted someone to know why I was running to the bathroom every five minutes and so grouchy. I was going to keep you a secret from my boss for a few weeks but one day I brought a pickle to work for a snack and when my boss saw it in the fridge she asked if I was pregnant. I about died, I wasn't ready to tell anyone yet, so with a red face I said, "oh no, definently not." The next day I told her because I knew she must have picked up on the symptoms. After the congratulations she told me that no, she had no clue and was just making a joke. So you could have been my secret a little longer, but everyone at the ranch was so happy to hear about you that I am glad I told them.
I gained alot of weight during the first trimester because, well for one I quit my diet and didn't feel guilty about it. Also my stomach would cramp so bad if I didn't eat almost constantly, but then when I did eat I was running to the bathroom thinking it was all coming back up. Also the first trimester is so tiring, I would take a nap at lunch and be sleeping on the couch after work until your dad got home. He was very nice and would be quiet and keep the tv off, which is very hard for him, and he would wait on dinner until I got up and felt like cooking. I can't say I really craved anything during this time. I did want anything and everything fried, but I think this also might have been from not eating it for a year also.
I also had this new found love of cooking, I would spend all day looking for a new recipe online to try. Some of them were good, some not so good. During the whole pregnancy Roscoe acted weird, it's like he new you were coming. He would always climb on the side of the bed or couch and lay his head right on my belly. He would also follow my every move including laying next to me while I was on the toilet. When we first putting things in your room Roscoe would go in there a bunch, then he began to try and mark his territory and that is why Roscoe became banned from your room. Now I let him go in with me as I put things in there, and he smells every thing. I think he is jealous.
At the beginning of the pregnancy I thought you were a little boy so I began shopping for a little boy. I couldn't really buy much though because your dad kept saying, "let's wait and find out for sure first." Well I'm glad he was sane about it because everything I bought I also opened and threw away receipts so I didn't have the option to return it, but oh well girls can where blue too!
April 30th, 2010 marked the end of the first trimester, meaning we were a third of the way there and you were going to be our sticky baby. By this time all of our close friends and family knew about you and everyone was eager for you to get here.
I confessed my pregnancy priddy early to my boss, for one I was for sure she knew and secondly I wanted someone to know why I was running to the bathroom every five minutes and so grouchy. I was going to keep you a secret from my boss for a few weeks but one day I brought a pickle to work for a snack and when my boss saw it in the fridge she asked if I was pregnant. I about died, I wasn't ready to tell anyone yet, so with a red face I said, "oh no, definently not." The next day I told her because I knew she must have picked up on the symptoms. After the congratulations she told me that no, she had no clue and was just making a joke. So you could have been my secret a little longer, but everyone at the ranch was so happy to hear about you that I am glad I told them.
I gained alot of weight during the first trimester because, well for one I quit my diet and didn't feel guilty about it. Also my stomach would cramp so bad if I didn't eat almost constantly, but then when I did eat I was running to the bathroom thinking it was all coming back up. Also the first trimester is so tiring, I would take a nap at lunch and be sleeping on the couch after work until your dad got home. He was very nice and would be quiet and keep the tv off, which is very hard for him, and he would wait on dinner until I got up and felt like cooking. I can't say I really craved anything during this time. I did want anything and everything fried, but I think this also might have been from not eating it for a year also.
I also had this new found love of cooking, I would spend all day looking for a new recipe online to try. Some of them were good, some not so good. During the whole pregnancy Roscoe acted weird, it's like he new you were coming. He would always climb on the side of the bed or couch and lay his head right on my belly. He would also follow my every move including laying next to me while I was on the toilet. When we first putting things in your room Roscoe would go in there a bunch, then he began to try and mark his territory and that is why Roscoe became banned from your room. Now I let him go in with me as I put things in there, and he smells every thing. I think he is jealous.
At the beginning of the pregnancy I thought you were a little boy so I began shopping for a little boy. I couldn't really buy much though because your dad kept saying, "let's wait and find out for sure first." Well I'm glad he was sane about it because everything I bought I also opened and threw away receipts so I didn't have the option to return it, but oh well girls can where blue too!
April 30th, 2010 marked the end of the first trimester, meaning we were a third of the way there and you were going to be our sticky baby. By this time all of our close friends and family knew about you and everyone was eager for you to get here.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Bad Days
So this is suppose to be one of the happiest times of my life, but for the last week or so it has been hell and misery. Chris has two trucks, one of them is on a payment plan for the next three years, we also have a car that is on a payment plan for the next three years. We have a baby due in October so there will be extra expenses with her including day care. Knowing all of this and knowing there is no increase in our finances, Chris is on a mission to get a new truck. It's not that I don't want him to have a new truck, but he is not trying to get rid or trade in the one he already has. He wants to take money out of our savings for a down payment and take on another two year note on top of everything else. I have been so upset and stressed out that I have cried myself to sleep every night. In the mornings my eyes are so heavy and crusted over.
I'm to a point where I really don't know what to do. I have tried talking with Chris, tried reasoning, tried threatening, tried compromising, I have broke down crying, I have brought up our baby Daphne. I feel like I have tried everything but yet he still is being selfish and wanting a new truck. It's just not fair, I feel like he doesn't care about us as a family, why should I be the only one worried about paying all of these bills? His solution is it will all be ok and after I get the new truck then I will get rid of the other truck........ It also hurts my feelings that he is getting me all upset, worried and stressed while I am pregnant and acts like it is my fault for being hormonal. Well yes, I'm sure I am a little over the top right now, but I don't think I am being unreasonable. Let me say that I also have tried every way in the world to budget this new truck into our finances but I just can't do it. The money is not there. I've tried telling and showing this to Chris and he tells me that my math is not always right. Well maybe I do make mistakes but I've asked him to do the same thing and show me where the money would come for, for this truck and he refuses.
I hate that I don't have everything that Daphne needs, and I hate that I can't go get it because I'm worried about saving every penny in case Chris does go and get this truck. I love Chris with all of my heart and I want him to be happy and have everything that he wants, but if he gets this truck I feel like it would break us. I can't with good conscious allow us to get this truck. The only thing I feel like I have left to do is tell him, me or the truck and really stand behind that. I hate this feeling, I hate seeing Chris sad or mad. I feel like I'm the bad guy not letting him get his way but I know that I couldn't live with myself spending that money right now. Also Chris has had a rough few weeks, last Saturday we were at a friends house and he walked off the porch and hurt himself priddy badly. He cut up his back, arm, elbow and almost cut part of his big toe off. I know it hurt like hell and was embarrassing because everyone seen it happen. Then all last week we were arguing and fighting not being able to agree on this issue. Then yesterday Chris was attacked by Bea's, his truck wouldn't start and now the starter is out. He was so mad he just told me to leave him alone and not talk to him.
He is mad at me because he doesn't have a nice truck. I do feel guilty, but he is the one who insisted on getting the two trucks that he has. One he got three years ago with out me agreeing to it and the other he only got last year. He wasn't calling these trucks pieces of junk when he wanted them so bad at the time, why are they junk now? I feel like he gets bored with these trucks and just wants something new. Oh I want this to be over and done with and us to be getting along again. This whole situation is really making me sick. I fell awful, physically and mentally ill. Part of me wants to be mean and cruel and make him see how much he is hurting me, but I really don't think that is what he is intending to do. I think he already thinks I am being bossy and cruel for not "letting" him get a truck with "his" money, even though I also work and it is our money. What am I going to do to get past all of this?
I'm to a point where I really don't know what to do. I have tried talking with Chris, tried reasoning, tried threatening, tried compromising, I have broke down crying, I have brought up our baby Daphne. I feel like I have tried everything but yet he still is being selfish and wanting a new truck. It's just not fair, I feel like he doesn't care about us as a family, why should I be the only one worried about paying all of these bills? His solution is it will all be ok and after I get the new truck then I will get rid of the other truck........ It also hurts my feelings that he is getting me all upset, worried and stressed while I am pregnant and acts like it is my fault for being hormonal. Well yes, I'm sure I am a little over the top right now, but I don't think I am being unreasonable. Let me say that I also have tried every way in the world to budget this new truck into our finances but I just can't do it. The money is not there. I've tried telling and showing this to Chris and he tells me that my math is not always right. Well maybe I do make mistakes but I've asked him to do the same thing and show me where the money would come for, for this truck and he refuses.
I hate that I don't have everything that Daphne needs, and I hate that I can't go get it because I'm worried about saving every penny in case Chris does go and get this truck. I love Chris with all of my heart and I want him to be happy and have everything that he wants, but if he gets this truck I feel like it would break us. I can't with good conscious allow us to get this truck. The only thing I feel like I have left to do is tell him, me or the truck and really stand behind that. I hate this feeling, I hate seeing Chris sad or mad. I feel like I'm the bad guy not letting him get his way but I know that I couldn't live with myself spending that money right now. Also Chris has had a rough few weeks, last Saturday we were at a friends house and he walked off the porch and hurt himself priddy badly. He cut up his back, arm, elbow and almost cut part of his big toe off. I know it hurt like hell and was embarrassing because everyone seen it happen. Then all last week we were arguing and fighting not being able to agree on this issue. Then yesterday Chris was attacked by Bea's, his truck wouldn't start and now the starter is out. He was so mad he just told me to leave him alone and not talk to him.
He is mad at me because he doesn't have a nice truck. I do feel guilty, but he is the one who insisted on getting the two trucks that he has. One he got three years ago with out me agreeing to it and the other he only got last year. He wasn't calling these trucks pieces of junk when he wanted them so bad at the time, why are they junk now? I feel like he gets bored with these trucks and just wants something new. Oh I want this to be over and done with and us to be getting along again. This whole situation is really making me sick. I fell awful, physically and mentally ill. Part of me wants to be mean and cruel and make him see how much he is hurting me, but I really don't think that is what he is intending to do. I think he already thinks I am being bossy and cruel for not "letting" him get a truck with "his" money, even though I also work and it is our money. What am I going to do to get past all of this?
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