Well, our little family is going through some tough times lately. BUT, I know that God is good and He is faithful and will bring us through this time and make us stronger. Sometimes I wonder when it will all be over, all this struggling. Will it ever be over or will it just be another thing to worry about after that? I have been trying so hard lately not to worry, but to leave everything in God's hands and trust that He will help us through. That is hard, though, when dealing with other people. "Don't worry, landlord, God will provide the rest of the rent in His timing." Not sure that would go over too well. It's looking like I am going to have to find a job. Not as easy as it sounds. Who is going to want to hire someone who will have to leave to have a baby in about 3 months? I'm thinking about looking into a temp agency or something. Any ideas?
Through all this, though, I am continually amazed at the blessings and the joy that God has brought into my life. I have a great husband who I love and who loves me, a wonderful little son who is the light of my life and a baby daughter on the way who, so far, seems healthy and perfect. I am blessed richly.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
The Stop and Shop Chronicles
Part 1
I was at the grocery store today picking up some formula for Oliver and since I only had 2 items I decided to go to the self-checkout lane. I had a coupon for $4.50 off the formula, but it would not scan. I tried in vain for a few minutes and then reluctantly pushed the help button. After waiting what seemed like an eternity I was tempted to give up and save the coupon for another time. But $4.50...that's alot and we need those savings this week. So, I waited patiently trying to scan my coupon all the while. Then a woman slowly approached me looking confused as to why I would have pushed the button. I tell her, "My coupon won't scan." Her helpful comment? "Well, it should." Duh, that is why I called you over here, lady. If it shouldn't have scanned then I wouldn't have even tried. My pregnancy hormones made me cranky about that comment. She manually entered in my savings and we all lived happily ever after.
The End
Part 2
Saturday I was again at the grocery store trying to get all my shopping done before the big blizzard. (Along with the entire town of Weymouth, incidentally) I had been feeling kind of tired and emotional all day, but I knew I had to get this done before I was housebound for who knows how long. So, I got my veggies and then took my number for the incredibly crowded deli counter. There isn't much I hate more than waiting in line at the deli. I think the best invention was that computer thingy that lets you order the cold cuts and then pick them up in 15 minutes after you do the rest of your shopping. Though, most of the time I forget about picking them up...but that is another story. I digress... So, I am standing amidst the crowd and suddenly begin to feel not-so-good. I try shifting my weight back and forth thinking that maybe I had locked my knees or something (bridesmaid syndrome), that didn't help. I stood there thinking about what to do. Do I abandon my cart and veggies and go home? No, I've made it this far in line, they are a few calls away from my number, I can stick it out. I try putting my head down on the handle of the cart. Still not any better, my number is getting closer, what to do? Then, my ears started ringing, my vision got dark and I knew I was going down. Falling down if I didn't sit down quickly. So, I wheel my cart over to the side as I hear them announce my number (Nooooooo!) and tell this nice gentleman next to me that I am going to pass out. I then proceed to sit on the nasty filthy floor with my head between my legs. The poor old man is freaking out, telling me to relax, not to get up, etc. I have to explain about 5 times that I am not diabetic but I am pregnant and NO, I do not need an ambulance! I was so embarrassed. But, everyone was so nice about it and two people called Joel for me, which sent him into quite the panic. This nice woman stayed with me while I was waiting for Joel. She talked my ear off, it almost made me wish I did lose consciousness, or at least my hearing. Joel arrived and by then I was feeling much better and wanted to finish the shopping. Joel wouldn't hear of it and made me come strait home and lay down. Turns out I just got overheated with my coat on inside and my blood pressure dropped. Pretty common in this stage of pregnancy, I'm told. Now I feel weird going into the store, like they have a picture up of me with a "Pass Out Warning" label. "Watch out for this one, she's trouble." Joel has forbidden me to go shopping by myself now. Yeah right, like he will do it! He'll go and do it once and then he'll be like "Well, I guess you are ok now. You can do the shopping."
The End
I was at the grocery store today picking up some formula for Oliver and since I only had 2 items I decided to go to the self-checkout lane. I had a coupon for $4.50 off the formula, but it would not scan. I tried in vain for a few minutes and then reluctantly pushed the help button. After waiting what seemed like an eternity I was tempted to give up and save the coupon for another time. But $4.50...that's alot and we need those savings this week. So, I waited patiently trying to scan my coupon all the while. Then a woman slowly approached me looking confused as to why I would have pushed the button. I tell her, "My coupon won't scan." Her helpful comment? "Well, it should." Duh, that is why I called you over here, lady. If it shouldn't have scanned then I wouldn't have even tried. My pregnancy hormones made me cranky about that comment. She manually entered in my savings and we all lived happily ever after.
The End
Part 2
Saturday I was again at the grocery store trying to get all my shopping done before the big blizzard. (Along with the entire town of Weymouth, incidentally) I had been feeling kind of tired and emotional all day, but I knew I had to get this done before I was housebound for who knows how long. So, I got my veggies and then took my number for the incredibly crowded deli counter. There isn't much I hate more than waiting in line at the deli. I think the best invention was that computer thingy that lets you order the cold cuts and then pick them up in 15 minutes after you do the rest of your shopping. Though, most of the time I forget about picking them up...but that is another story. I digress... So, I am standing amidst the crowd and suddenly begin to feel not-so-good. I try shifting my weight back and forth thinking that maybe I had locked my knees or something (bridesmaid syndrome), that didn't help. I stood there thinking about what to do. Do I abandon my cart and veggies and go home? No, I've made it this far in line, they are a few calls away from my number, I can stick it out. I try putting my head down on the handle of the cart. Still not any better, my number is getting closer, what to do? Then, my ears started ringing, my vision got dark and I knew I was going down. Falling down if I didn't sit down quickly. So, I wheel my cart over to the side as I hear them announce my number (Nooooooo!) and tell this nice gentleman next to me that I am going to pass out. I then proceed to sit on the nasty filthy floor with my head between my legs. The poor old man is freaking out, telling me to relax, not to get up, etc. I have to explain about 5 times that I am not diabetic but I am pregnant and NO, I do not need an ambulance! I was so embarrassed. But, everyone was so nice about it and two people called Joel for me, which sent him into quite the panic. This nice woman stayed with me while I was waiting for Joel. She talked my ear off, it almost made me wish I did lose consciousness, or at least my hearing. Joel arrived and by then I was feeling much better and wanted to finish the shopping. Joel wouldn't hear of it and made me come strait home and lay down. Turns out I just got overheated with my coat on inside and my blood pressure dropped. Pretty common in this stage of pregnancy, I'm told. Now I feel weird going into the store, like they have a picture up of me with a "Pass Out Warning" label. "Watch out for this one, she's trouble." Joel has forbidden me to go shopping by myself now. Yeah right, like he will do it! He'll go and do it once and then he'll be like "Well, I guess you are ok now. You can do the shopping."
The End
Monday, February 06, 2006
Oh Mah Gosh...
OK, check THIS out. This is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen. Not only is it so not attractive, but it looks oh-so-uncomfortable. Why would anyone wear this? I know a thing or two about being pregnant and I know that I would never a) want my preggers belly hanging out for all to see and b) want anything riding up that high anywhere on my body. Pregnancy is all about trying to make yourself more comfortable. What is up with Katie Holmes anyway? Is she really a naive little girl being sucked in by Tom Cruise and his Scientology friends or is that just the Joey Potter image that she cannot shake? The whole situation is just weird. There is something about celebrities being pregnant that gives me a little satisfaction. Like, now I know that they are not all perfect and pretty all the time. Pregnancy makes them gain weight and get hemorrhoids and stretch marks and heart burn and saggy boobs. Like when Britney Spears was pregnant I just felt like saying "Hah - take that, Miss Perfect Body! Hope you enjoy those stretch marks!" Is there something wrong with me?
Friday, February 03, 2006
You Know It's Bad When....
...you can smell the poopy diaper from outside the baby's room, with the door closed. I went in to get Oliver this morning and I got way more than I bargained for. I will spare you the details, but it wasn't pretty. Not what I look forward to dealing with first thing in the morning.
You know why I love my OB/GYN? Because she says things like "You gained some weight...good girl." I think I'll always be pregnant.
My parents are in Florida for 6 weeks. They offered to pay our way to go and visit them, but we opted not to this year. Trying to be responsible and what not. Now I wish we were going. I sure could use a vacation with some sun and a pool. (And a Grammie to take care of Oliver every waking moment) Granted we really can't afford a vacation right now, even if they paid our way, but a girl can dream can't she?
You know why I love my OB/GYN? Because she says things like "You gained some weight...good girl." I think I'll always be pregnant.
My parents are in Florida for 6 weeks. They offered to pay our way to go and visit them, but we opted not to this year. Trying to be responsible and what not. Now I wish we were going. I sure could use a vacation with some sun and a pool. (And a Grammie to take care of Oliver every waking moment) Granted we really can't afford a vacation right now, even if they paid our way, but a girl can dream can't she?
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Girl Power
So, did I mention we are having a girl? We are. At first we really wanted another boy, but the more I think about it, the more I am glad that it is a girl. Lastnight, Joel and Oliver were tooting away and laughing and I don't know if I can take 3 of those! Another girl on my side to say "Ewwww" with will be nice. Although, my girl will probably end up joining right in with the tooting!
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