Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Pencil test

This may be a TMI post, but when you were little girls, did you ever do the pencil test? You know, the one where you would hold a pencil under your boob to see if it would fall to the floor or stay up? I think even my Mom told me she wouldn't buy me a bra in the 7th grade, because let's be honest ... I didn't need one. But all the other girls wore one, so I think she finally gave in.

I have no idea why I suddenly had the urge (probably because I have always failed this test miserably, even as an adult), but whattya know? I now pass the pencil test! My problem is I don't know if it's boob or belly holding up the pencil. This may mean that I shouldn't start wearing my PJ's the second I walk in the door!

Monday, April 28, 2008

What a difference a year makes

Almost this time last year, Hubby and I were busy running half-marathons. It was much harder than my first one, but I remember feeling so accomplished at the end. My parents came to cheer us on, so that definitely made a difference seeing them at the end, when all I really wanted to do was walk. Miss Zoot ran the full last year and wrote a great post about her experience. We even stayed in the same hotel, but I didn't get a chance to meet her.

It's hard to believe that so much has changed since then & now I can barely run to the car when it's raining. But for a good reason, so I won't complain. Maybe I'll set my sights on a full marathon at some point and definitely another half. Who knows when that will be, but it's always good to have a goal. I will say that I listened to one of my "running" mixes on my iTrip this weekend and just hearing some of the songs made me want to get back out there.

But for now, I'm going to go lie down on my left side and try to get one of these babies to move away from my rib cage. Ouch.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

What a difference a few weeks makes

Documenting the belly, shown here at 25 weeks and 2 days.




This photo below seems like a distant memory. Taken 20 weeks and 3 days.


Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Zeus & Zoe's recommendation

Zeus and Zoe are huge advocates of this adorable etsy site. So, is it bad to dress your kids like your dogs? Somehow I think that's better than dressing your dogs like your kids.

Political banter

I'm not really sure what is more disturbing:

A) My hubby is addicted to WWE. That's World Wrestling Entertainment for those of you not in the know. You know, guys in tights on Monday night, in a quasi soap opera for males that involves jumping off of chairs and whatever else goes on. I think there are also scantily-clad women involved that are also "wrasslers."

B) That Hillary, Obama, and John McCain all had taped messages on the show last night.

I guess they are all looking for ways to reach new voters and the town hall meetings aren't the way to go anymore.

Monday, April 21, 2008

A new height of laziness

I was talking on the phone to my good friend last night and it was nearly 10PM. During the course of our conversation, I had ventured upstairs to find the baby-naming book and list of names that Hubby and I've been throwing around. When I hung up the phone, I realized that I didn't really want to go back downstairs, but I also didn't want to have Hubby think I went to bed without saying goodnight.

The way our house is designed, if I were to yell "Hubby, I'm going to bed" while in our bedroom and if he's in the den (with the TV turned up really high, no doubt) there is no way that he would even hear me. I have a better chance of getting one of the dogs to notice and act as a carrier pigeon.

So, I looked down at the phone and decided to call his mobile. I knew I had seen his phone on the coffee table earlier. On the first ring, I hear a strange "hello?" It was like that one scary movie where the police yell "the call - it's coming from inside the house!" Our conversation went a little more like this:

Hubby: Hello?
Me: Hey, I'm upstairs, but I'm really tired and going to bed.
Hubby: Laughter for a good minute or so.
Me: Does this mean I've reached a new height of laziness?
Hubby: Between chuckles, I think it does.
Me: Oh well, good night. I love you.
Hubby: Still laughing, I love you too.

Some say lazy, I say conserving energy.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Recommended reading

I've had this book on my "to read" list for some time, and finally borrowed a copy from a co-worker. Oh my gosh, I started reading it when I came home from work tonight and it has to be some of the funniest writing I have read in a while.

If you have worked in the advertising business, you will appreciate this novel. I think I knew I would love it when on page 5, they describe how someone had placed a sushi roll on a bookshelf of another employee and it took weeks for anyone to finally find it, but the whole time, the guy is sniffing his underarms, breathing into his hand to see if he's the one exuding the smell. I had to laugh because I previously worked at an agency where a very similar incident happened that involved banana peels. I will of course protect all parties involved.

So, if you love cubicles, cynicism, and caffeine breaks, check it out.

Higher Ed

Over the next two months, Hubby and I will be taking a series of classes to prepare us for for these two new additions to our home often referred to as Baby A and Baby B. First on our list, Infant CPR. I know I was certified several years ago, but if I had to perform it right now, I would probably freeze.

Next month, we have the power weekend class called "Birth & Baby". We've been told this is full of breathing techniques for relaxation, a tour of the delivery wing, c-section information, etc. I'm sure this class also contains some great 1970's footage of some real life births. And did I mention that lunch is included, since we're doing the super duper power weekend?

In the meantime, I'll be taking Breastfeeding I and II. I'm sure Hubby was glad that he was able to opt out of that one.

As I've really been thinking about these classes - does anyone fail? What if we made a D+ or a C-? What can they do? As far as I know, these babies are coming this summer whether I'm ready or not! Somehow I imagine that these classes will make for a few good posts. Hubby is also looking into the Daddy Bootcamp workshop. Not for exercise, but apparently learning the basics of parenting from a Dad's point of view. I'm totally imagining Scott Baio's class on "Scott Baio is 46 & Pregnant."

Monday, April 14, 2008

Whinin'

It's hard to believe that it's almost 24 weeks into this pregnancy and I feel very lucky that I've made it through without a lot of morning sickness or any major scares. For the most part, I've felt really good with the expected days of exhaustion here and there and a few hours of pain in my rib cage due to Baby A (I think) enjoying a good stretch after I eat a meal.

But, can I just whine about something for a minute? Part of the good side of pregnancy is that your hair and nails grow like weeds. However, I have a new crop of baby hair at the front of my hair that will not stay down no matter what. I use product, I use Chi Silk Infusion that typically tames any fly-aways, I've done the "lick the thumb and smooth it down" method, I've even rubbed my hands through my hair after applying hand lotion, but nothing seems to work.

It's been one thing to get used to my growing belly and swollen ankles, and the worry of stretch marks and labor pains, but this? Really? I'll take the new hair, but couldn't it have cropped up somewhere else? Like somewhere other than the top of my head?? I'm gonna go pat my hair down now.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Tag, You're It.

I was tagged by Life is REED-iciculous to share some things about myself. By the way, she and her fiancee have an adorable black labrador retriever.

I am opting not to tag 6 others (I know, I know), but please play along if you wish! Mad About Plaid girl, consider yourself tagged!!

RULES:
1) you link back to the person who tagged you.
2) post these rules on your blog.
3) share six unimportant things about yourself.
4) tag six random people at the end of your entry.
5) let the tagged people know by leaving a comment on their blogs

1. I drink out of the same coffee cup nearly every day. It's one of those that I painted at a paint your own pottery studio in '97 and it has my single-lady initials on the bottom.

2. When they did those silly High School predictions at the end of our Senior year, I was predicted to become the spokesperson for Chapstick. I think this was not because I was necessarily a great spokesperson, but because I used more chapstick, blistex, etc than was humanly possible. I still use it at minimum about 3 times a day. I hate dry lips. Yeech.

3. When I was really little I wanted to be a Veterinarian until I learned that I would have to be the one to put dogs asleep. Next, I wanted to be a fashion designer. I drew the same dress over and over practicing for this industry. Obviously, I didn't pursue either line of work.

4. I love, love, love strawberries in season, sweet corn, and lima beans. All of these foods also remind me of my Grandmother who would can corn and lima beans so we could have them all year.
5. When I was in elementary school, I was an extremely picky eater so I wouldn't buy the lunch at school. Every day, I ate a cheese sandwich which consisted of white bread and american cheese - nothing else. Probably not the healthiest option, but I guess I turned out OK!

6. Our editor just approved a short little piece of my writing that will be published! Yay. Not in the magazine, but on our website.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

It's a sad day

A new DSW just opened up near my house, so I decided to go tonight after work. Didn't buy a damn thing. Now tell me how it is that a woman can go into a SHOE store with a billion shoes and come out empty handed? I feel like I have failed in my "womanly" duties.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Wish this was a permanent addition to my day

Today at work, I was one of the winners of a 15-minute massage. This was part of some sales deal from several months ago. Let me tell you, I wish this masseuse would show up every day at 1PM to knead the knots out of my shoulders and back.

Now, since the masseuse didn't know that she would have a 5 1/2 month pregnant woman as her first customer, she didn't have the right pillow or table for me, so I received my massage leaning over in a chair. It really didn't matter. So worth it.

Next on my agenda - to book a real prenatal massage or somehow convince my employer that this needs to be added to our regular benefits package.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

I love a good sample sale

There was a great sale today with tons of bags, totes, storage boxes from Buckhead Betties and Creative Containers. Kelly B. Rightsell was also there with all of her adorable children's items. Kelly's stuff is great and it was the perfect place to find some cute accessories for the nursery at really great deals.

I bought this sweet print. I also bought this one and this one, but wished we could have found this one. I've decided I won't unwrap any of the twice blessed ones until Baby A & Baby B are here, just in case we don't have the one we need. That, my friends is the only downside about not knowing the genders.

I didn't see this one at the sale, but I think Zeus and Zoe would have approved.

OK, enough sappiness for today. It's rainy here, the dogs are snoozing, Hubby has gone to watch the Carolina game, and I think I'm heading back to the sofa to see if the True Life marathon is still on MTV. I've already seen part of I'm a Southern Belle and I'm an Alcoholic. Nice, eh?

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Open letter to my morning bagel artist

I'm assuming that's what Bruegger's calls their bagel makers ala the style of Subway. I woke up late today, so instead of making breakfast at home, I stopped by Bruegger's near our house to pick up a quick bite. I opted for a cinnamon raisin bagel with peanut butter, plus a Naked juice, and a bottle of water.

All was fine until I opened up the bag at my desk and I think the lady put about 1/2 a jar of peanut butter on the bagel, plus the bagel was still warm resulting in a big sloppy mess. I hope that I was able to get the PB out of my hair, but I'm sure the smell will remain all day. Hopefully, my fellow co-workers will think it's my new perfume.

So, nice Bruegger's employee, I appreciate your willingness to load up my bagel, but the next time, ease up a little. There are some times when I appreciate a heavy pour - red wine, soft serve ice cream, chocolate sauce, but on this occasion let's just say, "less is more."

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

I'm here

I promise I'm not suffocating under a large pile of baby bedding. Thanks to everyone for their input!

Last night, I told Hubby what pattern I was leaning towards and he looked at my incredulously and said, "You've made a decision???" He's a funny one, that Hubby.

I am leaning towards the Pottery Barn Stella pattern (pattern B from my previous post), but I'll use one of the pique bed skirts with the light green stripe. At least that's what I leaning towards right now this very minute.

In other news, do I need to seek help for the fact that I DVR'd 2 episodes of the Hills and watched them when I came home from lunch yesterday? I'm sure I killed brain cells wasting that hour of my life.

And, while I am pregnant and I appreciate people looking after me, if one more person asks me how I'm feeling, in that voice that is usually saved to ask about a terminally ill Grandma, I'm going to scream! I have resolved never to ask this of anyone that I meet who is pregnant. Instead, I'll ask about their cute haircut, their shoes, or maybe even that new maternity shirt that they have on and somehow they managed to leave the house without spilling toothpaste or oatmeal on their ever growing chest!