It's funny- even though we're in a recession, there seems to be this baby boom going on. I'd blame it on the water, but it's been crossing the ocean, so I guess I'll just blame it on... I don't know.
At a meeting on Wednesday, I met a new wifey. She and I are about the same amount of weeks along. And, one of the officer wives (we'll call her Bebe) is only due two days before I am! Now, I find out that our friends from Miami U are also pregnant. And of course, my friend L, who I'll now call Frau, is due about two weeks before me. And, my college roommate, D&W, who is due any day now.
Not to mention all the babies that have been born in the last year: LB, Gianna, Paige, Cora, Nathan, Rory, Addison, the triplets... it's crazy.
Do you have any idea how many diapers that is??
1/31/09
1/30/09
Sunny!
Since Hubby left for deployment, it's been pretty rainy and crappy here. It actually got into the high 50s one night. It's been nice, since I can leave the windows open and get fresh air. But now, it's back to sunny and 80 degree weather... not that I'm complaining. :) It's just for someone who feels so nauseous all the time, it was nice to breathe in those cool breezes.
My nails are already growing wicked long. It took a few months to see that benefit last time. The only theory I have is that we are having multiples. But please, for the love of all that is holy, do NOT wish that upon us! We would be so screwed if we were having more than one baby! :P
Hubby's boat made it on the front page of the Hawaii Navy Times. I cut it out and plan to paste it into his scrapbook. I'm sure he doesn't want to remember leaving us for six months, but it's a nice little piece of his Navy history. Plus, it will be a good introduction to his pages and pages of westpac photos I'm sure he'll want me to put in there. Still working on the '99 and '07 pics.......
I've been a huge slacker at the gym this week. I think I went once. I just don't feeeel like it! And I know I'm being whiny, but I've really been feeling much crappier than I did with LB. Plus, I can't continue my lifting class, so that's really just a bummer.
That's all for now!
My nails are already growing wicked long. It took a few months to see that benefit last time. The only theory I have is that we are having multiples. But please, for the love of all that is holy, do NOT wish that upon us! We would be so screwed if we were having more than one baby! :P
Hubby's boat made it on the front page of the Hawaii Navy Times. I cut it out and plan to paste it into his scrapbook. I'm sure he doesn't want to remember leaving us for six months, but it's a nice little piece of his Navy history. Plus, it will be a good introduction to his pages and pages of westpac photos I'm sure he'll want me to put in there. Still working on the '99 and '07 pics.......
I've been a huge slacker at the gym this week. I think I went once. I just don't feeeel like it! And I know I'm being whiny, but I've really been feeling much crappier than I did with LB. Plus, I can't continue my lifting class, so that's really just a bummer.
That's all for now!
1/28/09
Getting into a routine
Now that Hubby is gone, I've gotten into a boring routine. I wake up, get a bottle of milk ready, change LB while he's drinking (sneaky way to keep him still during changes), bring him into the living room to finish, take Puppy outside, come back in and take my pill, then check my email.... Every day, but it must be done.
And, you should see my calendar. Since I have the worst memory a person can have, I've had to write everything down, like "remember to check tire pressure" and "give Puppy his meds". My calendar is one of those with fancy little stickers that say "doctor's appointment" or "pay day", so it's even easier to get things organized.
And right next to that is the deployment flipchart, filled with information about legal issues, important phone numbers, etc.
So this will be how it is for the next six months. It's actually a relief to know that I only have to take into account my schedule (since LB's too young to have an active social life). But that doesn't really make the deployment suck any less.
And, you should see my calendar. Since I have the worst memory a person can have, I've had to write everything down, like "remember to check tire pressure" and "give Puppy his meds". My calendar is one of those with fancy little stickers that say "doctor's appointment" or "pay day", so it's even easier to get things organized.
And right next to that is the deployment flipchart, filled with information about legal issues, important phone numbers, etc.
So this will be how it is for the next six months. It's actually a relief to know that I only have to take into account my schedule (since LB's too young to have an active social life). But that doesn't really make the deployment suck any less.
1/26/09
The worst day of the year
Hubby deployed today. He'll be gone for six months, possibly longer. I hate it. I cried uncontrollably on the pier and will probably do it again at the AF base. This sucks. :(
1/23/09
Peeee-yewwwww
I have been wicked sensitive to food odors lately, but now my nose has turned on my dog. Puppy hasn't been to the groomers for several months now. I was going to take him this month, but I thought it might be best to wait just before my trip back home, so I'm not making two trips. I think my thriftiness is catching up with me.
The dog stinks. I've given him baths. I've even rubbed him with a waterless shampoo. He just plain-old needs a haircut and a good scrubbing only a groomer can do. It's making my whole house smell like dog. I had to close the windows because I thought the housing people were going to power-wash my house (silly me for believing them!!!), so I haven't let fresh air in all day. Well, I've been feeling nauseous and it's because of the canine stench that is just sitting in the air.
So here's my plan: 1) Get Hubby to give him a really good bath before he leaves for deployment, 2) Arm & Hammer the carpet (it's a verb when it works so well), 3) scrub the floors, and 4) promptly schedule the next groomer appointment for mid to end of February (close to my trip). Of course, this will need the kid to be confined or asleep or something, so it's a little harder said than done, but it must be done! I can't take it!
*Also, what to do about the garbage disposal?? We don't use it that often, but it seems to constantly reek. I've tried just about everything, including lemons and ice cubes and bleach. Any suggestions? It stinks almost as bad as the dog.
The dog stinks. I've given him baths. I've even rubbed him with a waterless shampoo. He just plain-old needs a haircut and a good scrubbing only a groomer can do. It's making my whole house smell like dog. I had to close the windows because I thought the housing people were going to power-wash my house (silly me for believing them!!!), so I haven't let fresh air in all day. Well, I've been feeling nauseous and it's because of the canine stench that is just sitting in the air.
So here's my plan: 1) Get Hubby to give him a really good bath before he leaves for deployment, 2) Arm & Hammer the carpet (it's a verb when it works so well), 3) scrub the floors, and 4) promptly schedule the next groomer appointment for mid to end of February (close to my trip). Of course, this will need the kid to be confined or asleep or something, so it's a little harder said than done, but it must be done! I can't take it!
*Also, what to do about the garbage disposal?? We don't use it that often, but it seems to constantly reek. I've tried just about everything, including lemons and ice cubes and bleach. Any suggestions? It stinks almost as bad as the dog.
1/21/09
Ugh, yuck.
This pregnancy is so different from LB's. I'm completely disgusted with almost all food. The smell of anything cooking is enough to send me running. The only stuff I can stomach is fruit and rice pudding. I've forced myself to eat chicken, but even thinking about that is making my stomach turn.
Fortunately, though, I do not have prurigo gestationis, or as I liked to call it, "the rash that wouldn't f***ing go away". For those of you that don't know what it is, it's a rash that appears only on your arms and legs, and it lasts from day 1 to about six weeks after birth. And it's itchy. So incredibly itchy. It only affects 1 in every 300 pregnancies (about .3%), so it's not too common. And, at least I didn't get the puppp rash on my stomach. But, I totally looked contagious. :P
So I've traded the annoying rash for all-day morning sickness. I'm not sure which one is worse. Probably the rash. But I haven't been able to stomach much, and I've actually lost about six pounds in the past month.
Based on these facts and my gut feeling, I just know that it's a girl. Which is too bad, because we wanted another boy. We already have boy clothes and boy stuff, so it would be easier. I guess she'll just have to wear blue all the time. Maybe we'll scotch-tape a bow to her head, like my mom used to do with me.
Hubby has been feeling pretty bad for me, so he bought flowers for me yesterday. A pot of gorgeous purple crocuses. They're sitting on my windowsill and remind me of spring in NJ. My mom used to plant them.
The house is a wreck and I already have baby-brain. I left for my appointment this morning and left the TV on, left Puppy's bowls out of his reach, and left all the windows open. DUH.
Ugh. I guess with this pregnancy, I'm just having more "typical" symptoms.
Fortunately, though, I do not have prurigo gestationis, or as I liked to call it, "the rash that wouldn't f***ing go away". For those of you that don't know what it is, it's a rash that appears only on your arms and legs, and it lasts from day 1 to about six weeks after birth. And it's itchy. So incredibly itchy. It only affects 1 in every 300 pregnancies (about .3%), so it's not too common. And, at least I didn't get the puppp rash on my stomach. But, I totally looked contagious. :P
So I've traded the annoying rash for all-day morning sickness. I'm not sure which one is worse. Probably the rash. But I haven't been able to stomach much, and I've actually lost about six pounds in the past month.
Based on these facts and my gut feeling, I just know that it's a girl. Which is too bad, because we wanted another boy. We already have boy clothes and boy stuff, so it would be easier. I guess she'll just have to wear blue all the time. Maybe we'll scotch-tape a bow to her head, like my mom used to do with me.
Hubby has been feeling pretty bad for me, so he bought flowers for me yesterday. A pot of gorgeous purple crocuses. They're sitting on my windowsill and remind me of spring in NJ. My mom used to plant them.
The house is a wreck and I already have baby-brain. I left for my appointment this morning and left the TV on, left Puppy's bowls out of his reach, and left all the windows open. DUH.
Ugh. I guess with this pregnancy, I'm just having more "typical" symptoms.
1/19/09
How ironic...
I just posted a few days ago about how motherhood tricks you (I'm not tech-savvy enough to figure out how to put the link here, so just do it the old-school way and browse my previous posts). Well, motherhood and Mother Nature have now collaborated to completely throw our world upside down. I'm sure you know what I'm getting at...
I'm pregnant.... again.
I found out a day before LB's first birthday. It was a complete surprise. I saw the little blue line move across the screen, felt my stomach turn, and threw up. I checked the box over and over, thinking that it had to be a misprint, and that blue line means I wasn't pregnant. But, it told me that I was in fact preggers.
Hubby was underway. He had gone out to do some drill and was pulling in on LB's birthday. I wanted to wait to tell him first, but this was just too much, so I called my mom. She and my dad were thrilled, of course, but I was freaking out. We had talked about having another one, but we decided to wait until shore duty so he could be around for the pregnancy and take some leave after the baby was born.
Now, he'll miss the whole thing, since he's going on westpac very soon. He'll come back with about a month and a half left, so he'll be here for all the ankle-swelling, mood-swinging fun (I know, I know, I just said pregnant women were fantastic, but only when it's not me, because I morph into a she-devil).
So, needless to say, this was completely unplanned. Big ole oops. Of course, we are happy. We hadn't intended to do this so soon, but now that we think about it, Hubby and I are pretty glad it turned out this way. Best mistake we've made!
*This hasn't been public information. The only people that actually read this blog are my best friend M, my college roomie L, my friend L, and my sister T, so I figured I was safe to post here. :) And, now that I've made this disclaimer, it has made me realize that I need to get better nicknames for these people.
I'm pregnant.... again.
I found out a day before LB's first birthday. It was a complete surprise. I saw the little blue line move across the screen, felt my stomach turn, and threw up. I checked the box over and over, thinking that it had to be a misprint, and that blue line means I wasn't pregnant. But, it told me that I was in fact preggers.
Hubby was underway. He had gone out to do some drill and was pulling in on LB's birthday. I wanted to wait to tell him first, but this was just too much, so I called my mom. She and my dad were thrilled, of course, but I was freaking out. We had talked about having another one, but we decided to wait until shore duty so he could be around for the pregnancy and take some leave after the baby was born.
Now, he'll miss the whole thing, since he's going on westpac very soon. He'll come back with about a month and a half left, so he'll be here for all the ankle-swelling, mood-swinging fun (I know, I know, I just said pregnant women were fantastic, but only when it's not me, because I morph into a she-devil).
So, needless to say, this was completely unplanned. Big ole oops. Of course, we are happy. We hadn't intended to do this so soon, but now that we think about it, Hubby and I are pretty glad it turned out this way. Best mistake we've made!
*This hasn't been public information. The only people that actually read this blog are my best friend M, my college roomie L, my friend L, and my sister T, so I figured I was safe to post here. :) And, now that I've made this disclaimer, it has made me realize that I need to get better nicknames for these people.
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