To whom it may concern.

Whoever made those wonderful Red Box movie rentals for Wal Mart, I want to give you a standing ovation! I used to be the kind of person who hated to walk into Block Buster just to pay an arm and a leg for renting a movie that I possibly wouldn't like. But who ever the dear maker is, changed that! I can walk into Wal Mart and do shopping and on my way out look at what movies are avaible to rent. And if I am suspious of not liking them, or I am just not sure, it doesn't hurt to rent them! Only a dollar a day! You can't beat that! And the way the family and I watch movies, we could rent 3 at the same time and only be charged for one day on all of them! Thank you so much, maker of these wonderful, mom-friendly, machines! You have saved me alot of time and money!

Almost Forgot!

As you all know, I am indeed a married woman. However: many of you probably didn't know I got marride at the court house. I never got to walk down the aisle. I was devastated at first. I wanted MY day! But then I relized how selfesh I was being. Why did it matter if I got married in a 5 star hotel or a court house? I was marrying the person I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. I was marrying someone who took my children from a previous relationship underneath his wing and is treating them like he is going to Rilan when he is born. But, now for the exciting part! Robert and I discussed it and we are going to renew our vows summer of 2012! Yes, the devastating year where the year is going to just stop and halt and come to an end. I couldn't be happier. With three children, we will be on a budget. So I am going to be posting blogs about how I am planning the vow renewal and saving money by doing it DIY. YAY!

Take A Number!

Ohh the lovely thought of being off on a week-day. The thought of being able to stay under the blankets just an extra 20 minutes. How a pregnant woman loves the sound of that! Does it ever happen? Well if so, it didn't work out that way for me. This morning I woke my hubby up because his friend J was here. Robert got up and even watched and fed the kids for me. So yes, I did get to stay in the nice warm bed for an extra 10 minutes, if that. Next thing I know, Roberts walking in the room. "Honey, where is my brown sweat pants?" then Clara right behind him. "Momma, where is my remote" and of course Braden had to come in at the exact moment, "Mommy, where is Lighting McQueen!" As he goes into sobs. I am now sitting up in the bed, hair looking like something from a horror movie, and I'm the killer. I look from each and everyone of them and start to cry. Scratch that: SOB! Blame it on the horomones, but I was not happy about being asked all those questions at once! So I have finally decided what I am going to do as my project for the day off. I am going to make a sign that says: MOM IS BUSY. TAKE A NUMBER! And I will have little numbers hanging from it. Maybe it will help keep my sanity!

30 Week Check-Up

After waiting forever to be seen, and me moaning about waiting because I was thirsty and hot, we finally got to meet the actually doctor. I have only been visiting a Mid Wife. I had to meet the doctor just once, just in case I need a c-section or something goes horribly wrong. But anyhow, here is how everything is looking:
My heart rate=110
Rilan's heart rate=159
My weight=+3
Fundal Height=31

The doctor asked me how big my other children were and she seemed surprised when I told her both were over eight pounds. She kinda sighed and said, "Well, that explains it. I was getting ready to tell you that you have alot of baby in that short body!" I am only 5ft, so yes, I am short. I only measured a week ahead of schedule, but my midwife whom I have seen since the first doctor appointment, has me measuring for two weeks ahead. So when I am around 36 weeks they will do an ultra sound to determine how big lil man really is.

My clinic is now giving out the H1N1 shots, which, to be honest, I DID not intend to get. The doctor, on the other hand, had other thoughts. She kept insisting I do it. I kept being the obstanent woman I am and refusing. Finally, my husband got tired of it and said, "She will do it! MY GOD" hehe. So off I go to the place where they take my weight and Iron and all that nice stuff. I fill out some paper work and waited(and dreaded) for my name to be called. It wasn't bad, just the medicine you get is cold. The nurse told me it was like 2 degrees, so it burnt like hell..

Dear Blue-Colored Kool-Aid in my fridge,

Yes, you do look delightfully yummy. And yes, my mouth is pretty dry from the thirst! Of course I am to stubborn to drink plain ol' water, which I should be doing. I hate milk and the tea that my husband picked out and bought has a lemony taste. Yuck. Your my only hope and your calling my name everytime I think about walking into the kitchen. But I musn't give in to you! I already have heartburn. You, my dear, attractive blue kool-aid, would only trigger the heartburn to fight harder and stronger to the point I am about to pass out from the pressure. Errrr. I must drink plain water then. Hmmpp. You and I are going to have a personally conversation after I have Rilan. Be sure of it!

Sincerely,
The pregnant woman who just has to place a finger on you everytime she opens the fridge and then slowly closes it with a deep sigh.

30 weeks

Here is what my email updates had to tell me about this week of my pregnancy.
From the Bump: My massive belly and nighttime heart burn might be making sleep difficult to come by. MIGHT be is understatment of the year! Baby is about the size of a squash. (Didn't an email tell me this last week!?) His grip is now strong enough to grip a finger. Which is a ver

Vent!

I am generally a happy person. I can laugh at a joke that is about myself, I can crack one up on you just as well. However, my hormones have decided otherwise. I have many things I would love to scream and rant about. So, to keep everyone I hold dear ears' from bursting and to save my lungs and throat, I will vent here.
To dearest MIL (mother in law): Just because you and the hubby's ex fiancee are dear friends DOES NOTmean I must accpect her and INVITE her to my baby shower! Robert was hurt by her, she hurt YOUR son, and doesn't even feel BAD about it! And YOUR wanting to invite her to the baby shower you DIDN'T even want to plan!?
To the co-worker I will call D: D, I understand you worked up untill the day you went into labor. I understand you came back to work a week after you had Zoey. No biggie. But MUST you throw it in my face? I am sorry, I would like to relax and sleep as much as possible before I have the baby. I won't be getting any for a while after he is born! I, sweetheart, have two toddlers so I KNOW what I am in for. You was pregnant with your first. You had no clue what was ahead of you. Okayy? You came back a week after your c section. Bravo to you! For my sanity *and your feelings* you won't want me back a week after I deliver this baby!
To GEICO: The money you could be saving with Geico my butt! Every month you find a way to raise our fee! Even after many calls of calling you and going over what we do and don't want, you continue to keep it on our bill! You have 24/7 claim helpers? Bull! I tried to call and file a claim at 8:30 pm one night and when I pressed "2" to file a claim I got this lovely message: "I'm sorry. The number you have dialed has been disconnected or is no longer in service. Please hang up and try Again." WTF! So I had to go online and file it that way! And today, Progressive came to look at the car and gave us our check to have the car repaired. This was at 10:00 am this morning. Then we get a call from you at 6:17 pm stating you have yet to recieve the accident report itself? We faxed it to you five days ago! And thats counting business days! You better believe I won't suggest you to anyone! It's so easy a Caveman can do it? No, Cavemen are the only stupid ones to put up with your bull!
To GA Medicaid: WTF!? I have been on medicaid since before I can remember. I came in the other day because my OB told me you had cut my medicaid off. When I complained about it, you looked me up on the file and told me I haven't been covered since 1999? WHAT!? I had a daughter while on medicaid in 2006, a son while on medicaid in 2007 and I have been going to my OB while on medicaid since July and never have I had problems with ya'll paying? So what happened there? I had to re-apply! Lord help me if I am not approved when I go to my DR Wensday! If they make me wait, you will have one highly pissed off pregnant woman who WON'T be pleasent the second time around!!!

Sorry, I had to get this off my chest. Now, if you will excuse me, we have a cake mix sitting on our kitchen counter. I understand it, and it my friends, understands me!

Things NOT to say to a pregnant woman part 2

I had my first and only follower (Thank you Miss Niwanda!) Comment on my first list and she even had some to add! She is expecting her second, and I am sure she indeed, is tired of all the comments as well. Here is what she had to add
:Miss Niwanda said...
11. Are you SURE you're not having twins? This is like #6, but should not come out of anyone's mouth who has not gone to medical school and done an OB/GYN residency.
12. Can you make the baby kick? (this said by a strange man with his hand on my belly)
13. Are you sure you can eat that? Again, no medical degree, no say!
I like this post, keep it up! It's so funny how pregnancy seems to make you public property and open for all sorts of commentary on your body.

I totally agree with number 11! I get asked that almost weekly from my District Manager. She is one of those woman who use the whole, "When I was pregnant" lines. Grrr. Don't you just love all the attention?

So in addition to mine and Miss Niwanda's list I decided to add a few more. Feel free to comment what you would like to add, and I'll be sure to include them!.

Starting where Miss Niwanda left off.

14. Your belly gets everywhere 5 minutes before you do! (Well, how kind of you in mention that. I never thought you'd notice!?)
15. You know what causes that, right? (Uhm, let's see. I'm a grown woman, who already has two. I am pretty sure I do. Question is, do you know HOW to cause this?)
16. Well at least your hair looks fuller. (I get the hint you are secretly talking about my never ending waistline right now.)
17. So when do you plan to pop the kiddo out? (Okayy, obviously you haven't gave birth to a baby! There is no POPPING out a child. It's no where as easy as it seems. Give me SOME appreciation.)
18. Your belly is kinda hanging out of your shirt. (Well, I am sorry. I am PREGNANT! Even maternity clothing makers aren't experts on how each individual woman's body reacts to pregnancy! Do YOU wanna make my shirts for me?)
19. From the famous mother-in-law: Come here and let me talk to my baby. *as she squats to the bellys level* (I understand your excitied and all, but is that an excuse to do this whenever you see me at the STORE!? Half the people here probably think we aren't even aquianted!)
20. Can you pick that up for me? (Once again ladies, this calls for a stupid look and then you waddle away :) )

More to come!

29 weeks today!

Wow, it seems like the time is flying! Seem's like only yesterday I couldn't wait for my belly to get the bump and to feel little bean kick. HA. NOW I can't see my feet and I beg him to stop kicking my ribs as I lay down to sleep every night. I get the weekly emails from thebump.com (If your expecting, or trying to concieve, check them out.) So I am gonna fill ya in on the details thats happening this week with my body and Lil Rilan.
Rilan is now about the size of a squash. And since he is growing so fast (his weight will triple by birth) I will experience more kicks and jabs to the ribs. *Sighs*
I will more than likely be plagued with heartburn (MORE!?) and (eek)constipation.

Well, maybe next week some more exciting things will take place:)
I will be 30 weeks. OH! And on that note I have a doctor's appointment next Wed.

Things NOT to say to a pregnant woman.

It seems like everyone knows what not to say to a pregnant woman, or at least you hope they would. But Lord knows, daily, I get told stuff that I can handle as an everyday person. But being pregnant and hormones being times 50, I figured that I'd make a list of the the things NO pregnant woman wants to hear. (No matter how big your smile is while saying it.)
1.You look miserable. (geez, thanks for pointing out how I feel. Is it THAT noticable?)
2. The stretch marks aren't bad now, but I can't promise what they will look like after you have the baby. (I don't want to even think about how my body will look after having another child)
3. Your stretch marks look like Texas' map! (Okayy, so are you saying my belly is big enough to actually hold the Texas map, or are you making a joke?)
4. Better you than me. (No honestly, it would be better you than me. I actually know what not to say to a pregnant woman!)
5. I'm so tired. (Dumb look here. YOUR tired? I didn't get to sleep till almost 4 because the baby was active. On top of that I woke up twice with heartburn and once to go pee. And I had to be to work at 10!)
6. Are you sure your due such and such date? (Are you sure you wanna ask that? I don't have any TUMS today and I am LOOKING for a way to vent!)
7. When I was pregnant...(Yes, I know. Here comes the over-told story about how someone went into labor ON their due date, had only gained 20 pounds and came home in the jeans they were wearing when they took the dang pregnancy test!)
8. How big is the baby supposed to be!? (As big as he wants to! YOUR not gonna be the one delivering this baby, I am. Get off my case.)
9.I am so bloated. (YOU bloated? Okayy. At least you can still see your slim feet. Mine are so swollen I don't WANT to see them!)
10. Can you move a little bit, I can't get by and I know you can't suck in. (WTF! Yes, I actually got told this, TODAY!!)

Long time, No blog?

Okayy, okayy. So I haven't blogged in a good minute. So sorry. I haven't had the time (and energy) to even attempt to write. But you have missed some pretty interesting stuff. December 29th, Robert and I took the kids to Atlanta and we had a 3d ultra-sound done by Stork Vision. And before I get any further I want to give them 5 stars! The enviroment, the people, everything is fansatic! I highly recomend them! Anywho...coming home: We are on the exit ramp to come back home, just sitting at a red light when out of no where(and I mean NO WHERE) the guy ahead of us throws his truck into reverse and slams into us! Grrr. I had a doctor's appoinment (where we found out I was only 7 points away from having gestional diabetes) the next day and let's just say my MD was NOT happy that I didn't report to Labor & Delivery that night to be checked out. Opps. Well, funny she got onto me because karma stuck my in my, well, bum. The hubby drove me to work and it was the second day of the winter storm we were having (IN GA!) and I saw some ice and I mentioned to him how crazy it was to see that. I give him a hug and kiss and get out of the car and start to walk to the door. In the process, I somehow, manage to walk on the ice and slip. Hard. Blame it on the ice if you will. My mother blamed it on the fact I can't see where I am walking. So I had to go to Labor && Delivery to be checked out. I bet ya my MD was just smiling when she got that call. Grrr.

On the brighter side, I am starting to plan the baby shower with the sister in law. So maybe that will make my last 11 weeks go by quicker:)