it's FALL!!!!!

I am at such a wonderful place in my life! Though I am starting to slightly resemble the stay puffed marshmallow man, i have never been happier! Last week's rain brought a cold spell to the Bluegrass and it hasn't been over 70 in about 2 days- not to mention that all that damn humidity is gone!!!!! I can breathe again! I can walk to work without sounding like i need to be put on oxygen and sweating like an ape. AND to top it off I leave for vacation on Friday. When my dr told me that the start of my third trimester was the best time for traveling i thought she was lying, but my third trimester starts 10/1 and with the weather change I am ready to go!!!!! my belly still resembles Freddie Kruger's face, but is finally big enough now to where Amelia isn't constantly riding on top of my lungs and though she's still a lazy baby, she now kicks me consistently enough throughout the day that I don't worry constantly. And she'll be here in 12 weeks! i can't wait!

so hot!

okay- not hot, but it is soooo humid here i could cut the air with a butter knife. i'm literally sticking to myself. we have the air conditioner on the lowest setting and the dehumidifier running full blast. i can't wait til real fall- the first day of fall sure didn't bring it!

cabin fever

James is on-call this week. Thus we haven't left the dorm since our infant cpr class on thursday night and I am going nuts. First of all- infant cpr was a lot of fun. I think it really helped dh because he was finally learning something productive about parenthood. He's still in panic mode, which means everytime I breathe a little heavy or hiccup he's at me "are you okay?" yes i'm fine sit down. They had these little gray alien dolls though with inflatable lungs and they went over all of the maneuvers for infant cpr. My theory is with all of the crap dh leaves lying around the house- we're gonna need it. probably more than once. He collects coke points- that's all i'm gonna say. Last night wasn't hard being at home-very relaxing, but by about 11 o'clock this morning I was pacing. First i went out and got breakfast for us. Then were were stranded for the rest of the day because of the big game on campus soooo I started cleaning. We are almost done converting our useless alcove into our blockbuster/mini-man cave, but inspite of my diligent 3 hours sock matching expedition, the laundry is once again slowly taking over the guest room. It makes me so mad. I clean a room and then dh is like- "Hey look= available space! Let's throw a bunch of junk in there!" Today I tackled our bedroom. My goal is to completely flip the furniture around, but with James being home and him being skittish every time I lift something that weighs more than 3 lbs- i didn't get much rearranging done. I did get him to move our extra dresser into the walk-in so that's out of the way- but MAN we have a lot of work to do. I feel like we should be on project renovation or something. I need to put him on that "horder" show. I'll find atm receipts from before we were married, but since they have the last four digits of his account number on them he won't throw them away so i've convinced him to collect them all and put them in the wood stove this winter. i only have 14 weeks and this is becoming a very slow process- but at least I have something to keep me busy til then.

shy baby?

I know that because I have an anterior placenta that people can't always feel Amelia move as much as I do, but in all honesty I think she's either lazy or shy. Up til this point, my highest kick count has been 7 in a row. I know she's in there flopping about but I think she spends most of the time playing kickboxing with the placenta. She's very difficult to feel. My friends are desperate to feel her kick but every time she gets going, the minute my friend's husband puts his hand on my belly she stops. So everyone's like "what's wrong with your baby? shouldn't we be able to feel her kick right now?" um...yeah. i can...and have for like 10 weeks. It's just that the princess needed a pillow fort in my stomach and doesn't like it when you touch her! I just feel stupid because no one believes me when I say she's moving...wouldn't I know?

professional sock folder

We have been trying so hard to get our apartment ready for the mass influx of baby stuff that is guaranteed to be heading our way in the next month and a half. DH has been hard core about me NOT doing laundry, vacuuming, lifting, etc. Well this weekend I had enough. He spent the whole weekend at a horror convention with his buddies so i made him carry the laundry to the laundry room for me to wash. we're talking LOADS of laundry. I know he's trying to be helpful, but he's about as helpful as the 5 year old that washes her mom's car with a bucket of rocks (ask my friend). In addition to him being "helpful", I've decided that he needs to be retrained on laundry. You see his mother doesn't clean so when i got him, he was brand new to the concept of not living in squalor. For the past 6.5 months he's been doing "laundry" which consists of washing and drying clothes and then throwing the half assly folded piles on the guest bed. So today I decided that I needed to tackle the dirty laundry and the guest bed primarily because I CAN'T STAND IT!!!! To quote Beetlejuice- "if you do not let me gut this house I am going to go insane and take you with me..." Seriously. I have now been folding socks for 4 hours. They're ALL white. ALL of them. White Hanes socks. I swear that none of them match. I'm half tempted to go throw them all away and just buy 2 or 3 packs and be done with it.

worse nightmare come true and a huge blessing...

all in one day. Last night we got a phone call from one of my guy friend's at work (who NEVER calls) who said that his wife had just had their baby. She was due 3 days before me. She was born around 10 and by 5 she was gone. The only thing that I know right now is that she was fine when she left work yesterday- chatting about her glucose test on the 30th and Will said that they took her to the ER and the dr decided to take the baby. She was only 25 weeks and 2 days....What Dr. opts to take a baby at 25 w 2 days???? I've ran through every scenario in my head and the only thing that I can think was that they were getting ready to lose either her or the baby. I feel so very very very bad for them. It's not fair. They just found out what they were having LAST WEEK! They had wanted a boy, but we're coping with the fact that they were having another girl. Everything was going according to plan and then BAM! So I don't know. I cried all morning at work...until the other shoe fell. An email from my cousin who has been fostering this little boy for almost 2 years. She got a visit from her social worker yesterday. The TPR paperwork has been filed and her little boy will be officially hers by Christmas. What rejoicing! How absolutely wonderful! What a very strange day this has been!

Worse porn ever! worse porn ever!

If you're not a fan of FRIENDS you don't get the joke and probably will not find this post as funny as I do...so tonight I was cleaning and was trolling through the stack of books we got at a library cleaning. I had impulsively picked up one called "the complete book of pregnancy and childbirth" and it was FILLED with very graphic pages of women giving birth. the copyright date on this book was 1986- i was 5 when this came out. So not just women- 1980s "all inclusive" full tilt boogy 80s women. The book was probably the most informative book I've picked up about childbirth thus far- between the descriptions and the pictures I didn't know if i should laugh, cry or vomit profusely...which according to the book I will probably do at one point or another during labor. There's apart of me that sitting here thinking- man if i get an epidural i'm going to miss ALL of this stuff that the book describes...while the rest of me is sitting here thinking man if i don't get an epidural I'm going to have to experience all of this stuff that the book describes!

15 weeks...

from thursday- that's ALL i have left. 16 weeks was 4 months. 4 months is a long time, but 15! that's the halfway point to the low teens! Yes, i know that the baby is only like a pound and a half and like 9 inches and that she's gonna octuple her weight and more than double her length in the next 15 weeks but i woke up this morning and realized that I don't have shit done!!! i do have baby clothes- actually i have 2 overly full drawers of 0-3 and 3-6 month clothes that she'll out grow in like a minute, but i haven't put them all away- i'm not washing until dec 1. but so far as apartment preparation- there's no WAY we're ready. We've mutually decided to get rid of the coffee table, end table and kitchen table- primarily because we never use any of these things for anything other then junk collection. we may have had 3 meals at our dinner table since we moved in and 2 of them were thanksgiving. nuf said. We have to be able to get to said items first. dh isn't just a pack rat, he's a messer. he thinks he's helpful because he does laundry- i'm sorry sweetheart, washing and drying clothes and then throwing them on the guest bed so that we can find stuff as we need it- NOT helpful. so in the next 15 weeks (1.5 of which i will be sch-laxing on the beach) we need a TOTAL apartment makeover. and if he won't help me, i got $50 that says my mom and his sister will and there will not be ANYTHING left when we're finished!

i cannot believe you do not shut up...

We had a great day! We went and helped my sister in law move into her first apartment- okay- dh helped- i napped on the couch. The only problem is that my mother in law was there. I LOVE my mother in law but in the last year she has chosen to get tangled up in all of her "family drama" and she WILL NOT SHUT UP... she doesn't even talk she just rattles on incessantly. about NOTHING- how this person had a baby and about how this person's kid wasn't likely to do well because she thinks their mom did drugs and she just goes on and on and on. AHHHH! DH says it's my hormones but if it's my hormones then why does she aggravate my sil too? i swear i'm gonna stitch her mouth shut!

starting to wonder...

if it is possible for your spinal cord and hips to completely separate???? i don't know what's been going on the last couple of days- i don't know if it's my chair at work or my hips separating or my old rugby/sledding injuries coming back to taunt me, but my extreme lower back hates me. it catches when i'm walking i have have to hobble. wth is this?

the home stttrreeetttccchhhh!

woo hoo! i will officially be 6 months tomorrow! we are inching our way to viability! that being said, I am inching my way to (as Chef would say) "that's a HUUUGGGE bitch". I don't care though. according to all my books she should almost be 1.5 lbs now and about 11 inches...that being said she was a pound at my 20 wk ultrasound 4 weeks ago so I would bet she's clocking in at about1.75 or 2. Thus far my stupid anterior placenta has kept us from consistently feeling her kick, but for about the last three or four days, princess Amelia has decided to make her presence known. Such as- my lower abdomen is no longer comfortable for her when I am sitting so she moves up to the top and kicks me in my ribs for a while before nestling in her favorite spot- my right side. which also means that I can't breathe sometimes. she thinks it's funny...whatever floats your boat kiddo...just keep growing. my flame belly now extends above my belly button. my grandmother says that my stretch marks are so bad because i was fat when i got pregnant. i tell her that i take after her and she gets mad. it's a thing we have. that being said i do wonder if they will go away...or at least not be red anymore after her arrival. The nightmares have been great the past few nights- most of them involve me burning down buildings. So I'm a little afraid that I'm giving birth to a miniature Drew Barrymore. That being said, even with the fatigue, I love being pregnant. 6 months down, 4 to go! fortunately those last 4 months are mostly weddings and holidays so hopefully it won't drag like it has been. I knew I shouldn't have found out so early!