Our diaper pail:
A Storybook Bible:
Our Pack-n-Play:
A quilted sheet for the pack-n-play:
and our jogging stroller:
What a blessing!!
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Christmas Gift Cards!
It was SO nice to be able to plug in a bunch of Amazon gift cards today, and be able to purchase:
Our diaper pail:
A Storybook Bible:
Our Pack-n-Play:
A quilted sheet for the pack-n-play:
and our jogging stroller:
What a blessing!!
Our diaper pail:
A Storybook Bible:
Our Pack-n-Play:
A quilted sheet for the pack-n-play:
and our jogging stroller:
What a blessing!!
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Letter to Baby
Hey baby girl,
Your daddy is out of town on business this week, which always makes me reflect on him. I really miss him when he is away. You've been kicking like crazy since he's been gone, which I am taking to mean that you miss him, too. You're letting me know that you're still with me!
Let me tell you a little bit about your daddy. You are the luckiest baby girl in the whole world. Your daddy is an amazing man. Did you know, that at one point, I didn't really like your daddy very much? It's true! When we first met, I thought he was kind of mean--he wouldn't let me use his sweatshirt when it was cold! But very soon after that, I changed my mind about him. He was funny! We would play silly games with each other, and make each other laugh. Plus, we don't like coffee, which is really unusual for people when they get older.
Your daddy makes me laugh. Sometimes, he tries to make me laugh when I'm in a cranky mood, and it only makes me more cranky, until I tell him to stop, but I can't because he makes me laugh.
Your daddy is SO smart. He is always figuring out how to solve these puzzles--not, like crossword puzzles, but like, why the car is making a funny noise, or why one side of the house is warmer than another. And he is SO good at solving those kinds of puzzles! Your daddy can fix anything!! There are other people that are in awe of all the things he is able to do--and if he can't do it, he learns how to do it so he can do it!
Your daddy didn't have the easiest growing up. But that made him such a strong man. He loves me, and I know that he is 1000% committed to me--and now to you too! He is a little nervous about becoming your daddy, because it's not something he has been taught how to do (of course, I haven't, either!), but just like everything else in his life, he will succeed at it because he is committed to doing the best job that he can. He is such a hard worker!
Your daddy can also be a bulldog. What I mean is that when he gets his mind on something, or believes something to be right, he will not give up on it. I saw this in action the other day when we were charged an unfair fee at the bank. But what makes your daddy so great is that he doesn't get mad! See, if I were trying to solve this problem, I would get frustrated and probably start to yell. But your daddy doesn't yell. I don't think he has ever yelled at me for anything in the years that we have been married. He is very patient, but also very firm. He sticks to his guns, and doesn't let anyone walk all over him. I am hoping that you will learn to trust this strength in him, and realize he is a man of integrity that you can always depend on. When you get older, you might resent this a little bit, because he'll probably not let you do something you want to do, but he wants the best for you at all times.
Your daddy is a cutie, too. He has beautiful blue eyes, and lovely blonde hair. His teeth are perfect (but you should listen to mommy about brushing your teeth), and he has never needed glasses. His sideburns are red, so mommy secretly hopes that you get a little bit of that red hair, too.
I love you, baby girl,
Mommy
Your daddy is out of town on business this week, which always makes me reflect on him. I really miss him when he is away. You've been kicking like crazy since he's been gone, which I am taking to mean that you miss him, too. You're letting me know that you're still with me!
Let me tell you a little bit about your daddy. You are the luckiest baby girl in the whole world. Your daddy is an amazing man. Did you know, that at one point, I didn't really like your daddy very much? It's true! When we first met, I thought he was kind of mean--he wouldn't let me use his sweatshirt when it was cold! But very soon after that, I changed my mind about him. He was funny! We would play silly games with each other, and make each other laugh. Plus, we don't like coffee, which is really unusual for people when they get older.
Your daddy makes me laugh. Sometimes, he tries to make me laugh when I'm in a cranky mood, and it only makes me more cranky, until I tell him to stop, but I can't because he makes me laugh.
Your daddy is SO smart. He is always figuring out how to solve these puzzles--not, like crossword puzzles, but like, why the car is making a funny noise, or why one side of the house is warmer than another. And he is SO good at solving those kinds of puzzles! Your daddy can fix anything!! There are other people that are in awe of all the things he is able to do--and if he can't do it, he learns how to do it so he can do it!
Your daddy didn't have the easiest growing up. But that made him such a strong man. He loves me, and I know that he is 1000% committed to me--and now to you too! He is a little nervous about becoming your daddy, because it's not something he has been taught how to do (of course, I haven't, either!), but just like everything else in his life, he will succeed at it because he is committed to doing the best job that he can. He is such a hard worker!
Your daddy can also be a bulldog. What I mean is that when he gets his mind on something, or believes something to be right, he will not give up on it. I saw this in action the other day when we were charged an unfair fee at the bank. But what makes your daddy so great is that he doesn't get mad! See, if I were trying to solve this problem, I would get frustrated and probably start to yell. But your daddy doesn't yell. I don't think he has ever yelled at me for anything in the years that we have been married. He is very patient, but also very firm. He sticks to his guns, and doesn't let anyone walk all over him. I am hoping that you will learn to trust this strength in him, and realize he is a man of integrity that you can always depend on. When you get older, you might resent this a little bit, because he'll probably not let you do something you want to do, but he wants the best for you at all times.
Your daddy is a cutie, too. He has beautiful blue eyes, and lovely blonde hair. His teeth are perfect (but you should listen to mommy about brushing your teeth), and he has never needed glasses. His sideburns are red, so mommy secretly hopes that you get a little bit of that red hair, too.
Mommy
Monday, January 7, 2013
Glucose Screening
I got my glucose screening test done today. People have really complained about it, but I didn't think it was that bad. I had the "lemon lime" version, and it really did taste like a flat Sprite or 7-Up. In and out, quick and easy. Didn't feel nauseous or anything. Here's hoping I don't have a high result, because I don't think I would do well having to fast in the morning. I've been so hungry all the time!
On the way home from work tonight, I got 3 tacos from Taco Bell (had to get home quickly to let the dogs out--poor boys had been inside all day!). Then, when I got home, I ate an entire bag of steamed peas. An entire bag. Ridiculous. But I was so hungry!!
Today at work, I had 2 different ladies comment on how good I looked. One of them said I was so tiny, and another one said how "stunning" I looked. It was a nice change after the people last week who kept saying how "huge" I was. It was nice to hear, and made me happy.
On the way home from work tonight, I got 3 tacos from Taco Bell (had to get home quickly to let the dogs out--poor boys had been inside all day!). Then, when I got home, I ate an entire bag of steamed peas. An entire bag. Ridiculous. But I was so hungry!!
Today at work, I had 2 different ladies comment on how good I looked. One of them said I was so tiny, and another one said how "stunning" I looked. It was a nice change after the people last week who kept saying how "huge" I was. It was nice to hear, and made me happy.
Friday, January 4, 2013
New Doctor
Nick and I had our first appointment with our new doctor on the 2nd. I got a recommendation from a friend at church for someone in Burbank, but they didn't take our insurance. So, I went on Yelp. I think it's actually a good way to find a doctor, because people are going to go there if they really like something, or if they really hate something. This new doctor, Dr. Pearson, got really good reviews from every person.
I called their office to set up the appointment, and came off the phone hoping that the Dr. would be as awesome as their receptionist. She was so nice!!
Thankfully, we were not disappointed. When we first got there, we went into his office, and the nurse (the same woman I talked to on the phone) gave us a huge bag filled with goodies and info. Immediately, this was one thing different from my other office. I always felt like I should have gotten some kind of "welcome packet" or something. They gave me a list of local pediatricians, a list of the local parenting/childbirth classes, an equipment rental service, a pregnancy journal, and information about the local hospital where the doctor practices.
Then, the doctor came in, and we just sat and chatted for a while. He went over the pregnancy basics with me, about diet and vitamins, and other things. It was so reassuring, because I felt like I was being treated like this was my first kid. I also liked how realistic he was. He asked me if I was taking prenatal vitamins, and then talked about how stupidly expensive they are and how they are really kind of pointless. My other doctor was trying to get me to buy these vegan vitamins for $85/bottle. He also encouraged me that I'm okay for having my glass of sweet tea or Mt. Dew a day, and he told Nick not to worry about my half-marathon. It was a combination of many things, but I am SO glad that I switched.
Oh--he also has a really fun English accent, and studied at Dublin University, so that's fun! Nick felt really comfortable with him, too.
I get to go back in 2 weeks, after taking my glucose test. Hooray for the goofy sugar water!
On another note, there are now 3 women who work in my kids church with me who are all pregnant, and due within 4 months of each other. It's fun to share this experience with other first-timers. One friend is having a lot of the same nausea problems that I was having, so I am glad to be able to support her and encourage her on her journey.
I called their office to set up the appointment, and came off the phone hoping that the Dr. would be as awesome as their receptionist. She was so nice!!
Thankfully, we were not disappointed. When we first got there, we went into his office, and the nurse (the same woman I talked to on the phone) gave us a huge bag filled with goodies and info. Immediately, this was one thing different from my other office. I always felt like I should have gotten some kind of "welcome packet" or something. They gave me a list of local pediatricians, a list of the local parenting/childbirth classes, an equipment rental service, a pregnancy journal, and information about the local hospital where the doctor practices.
Then, the doctor came in, and we just sat and chatted for a while. He went over the pregnancy basics with me, about diet and vitamins, and other things. It was so reassuring, because I felt like I was being treated like this was my first kid. I also liked how realistic he was. He asked me if I was taking prenatal vitamins, and then talked about how stupidly expensive they are and how they are really kind of pointless. My other doctor was trying to get me to buy these vegan vitamins for $85/bottle. He also encouraged me that I'm okay for having my glass of sweet tea or Mt. Dew a day, and he told Nick not to worry about my half-marathon. It was a combination of many things, but I am SO glad that I switched.
Oh--he also has a really fun English accent, and studied at Dublin University, so that's fun! Nick felt really comfortable with him, too.
I get to go back in 2 weeks, after taking my glucose test. Hooray for the goofy sugar water!
On another note, there are now 3 women who work in my kids church with me who are all pregnant, and due within 4 months of each other. It's fun to share this experience with other first-timers. One friend is having a lot of the same nausea problems that I was having, so I am glad to be able to support her and encourage her on her journey.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Body Image Suckitude
I live in a land where Jennifer Lawrence says, In Hollywood, I’m obese. I’m considered a fat actress, I’m Val Kilmer in that one picture on the beach."
In case you don't know, this is Jennifer Lawrence:
Yeah, she's a fatty.
I have been saying it for a while: I'm a big girl living in a small girl world. This usually doesn't bother me. But for some reason, it has really been affecting me recently. I guess it's because I just keep getting bigger and bigger. And yesterday at my doctor's appointment, I tipped the scale to the dreaded 200lb number.
I know I'm not unhealthy. I'm having a baby, after all! I don't eat boxes of chocolate or ho-hos at a time. I am an athletic person, and have been walking throughout my pregnancy (in fact, I'm doing a half-marathon in 2 weeks). I'm sure I can be doing better--eating more veggies and things--but isn't that always true? I have gained 20lbs this pregnancy, which is well within the acceptable range so far. I know I have it a lot better than other people who really struggle with their weight--which makes me feel guilty for even stressing about this. I know these things in my heart. But it's still hard for me to accept what is happening to my body. It's also made harder by the people at work who talk about how "huge" I am to my face. It's hard when images of "baby after body" scream at me from every grocery store checkout aisle (when I'm at Kroger at midnight buying mac and cheese), making me feel guilty about my choices.
It's vanity. It really is. It's just ridiculous vanity. But it's still something I am struggling with right now, as I look in the mirror and never see myself getting smaller.
A long time ago, I came to terms with the fact that I won't be 135lbs ever again. But its still hard to be on this side of the weight scale.
It's one of the things I was really nervous about when I got pregnant. Well, "nervous" isn't really the right word. I guess, if I'm being honest, the right word is disappointed. I've said before that I went through a myriad of emotions when I saw that positive pregnancy test--and one of those feelings was disappointment. Disappointment at knowing that my body would never look that good again.
Vanity, you are an ugly bitch.
In case you don't know, this is Jennifer Lawrence:
Yeah, she's a fatty.
I have been saying it for a while: I'm a big girl living in a small girl world. This usually doesn't bother me. But for some reason, it has really been affecting me recently. I guess it's because I just keep getting bigger and bigger. And yesterday at my doctor's appointment, I tipped the scale to the dreaded 200lb number.
I know I'm not unhealthy. I'm having a baby, after all! I don't eat boxes of chocolate or ho-hos at a time. I am an athletic person, and have been walking throughout my pregnancy (in fact, I'm doing a half-marathon in 2 weeks). I'm sure I can be doing better--eating more veggies and things--but isn't that always true? I have gained 20lbs this pregnancy, which is well within the acceptable range so far. I know I have it a lot better than other people who really struggle with their weight--which makes me feel guilty for even stressing about this. I know these things in my heart. But it's still hard for me to accept what is happening to my body. It's also made harder by the people at work who talk about how "huge" I am to my face. It's hard when images of "baby after body" scream at me from every grocery store checkout aisle (when I'm at Kroger at midnight buying mac and cheese), making me feel guilty about my choices.
It's vanity. It really is. It's just ridiculous vanity. But it's still something I am struggling with right now, as I look in the mirror and never see myself getting smaller.
A long time ago, I came to terms with the fact that I won't be 135lbs ever again. But its still hard to be on this side of the weight scale.
It's one of the things I was really nervous about when I got pregnant. Well, "nervous" isn't really the right word. I guess, if I'm being honest, the right word is disappointed. I've said before that I went through a myriad of emotions when I saw that positive pregnancy test--and one of those feelings was disappointment. Disappointment at knowing that my body would never look that good again.
Vanity, you are an ugly bitch.
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