This and That

It's a combination of nothing too out of the ordinary happening lately, and a huge lack of sleep in my world that has lead me to be indecisive about what to blog about lately. Refusing to let the blog slip away into oblivion, I'll do what I do best. Ramble.

2 years ago, Kali played on a Newbury Park Girls Softball Team. Her experience consisted of twirling in the outfield picking flowers during innings and making friends. Which, at 6 years old, is the best thing you could hope for! But it wasn't shocking when she passed up signing up for the next year. Plus, there were lots of changes, right when the season ended, her mom moved, so it became tricky to figure out how we'd swing games and practices. So when she expressed interest a few months ago, we initially said, we'll see. We just weren't sure what we could get her signed up for. Typically the rule is, you don't go to practice, you don't go to games. So we got in touch with NPGS and explained the situation. They were so supportive of the situation, they found a team happy to let Kali just show up for games when she's here, and just like that, Kali became a team mate on the Blue Angels. She was SO EXCITED! So, very quickly, our Saturdays have become busy. We head out a little early to the game because the coach has offered to show up early and work with Kali (So cool!). The one rain cloud over this, is what it means for Mackenzie. She gets bored out of her skull sitting there every Saturday morning watching the girls play. In true Kenzie form, last weekend the girls on Kali's team were singing a cheer. When they finished Kenzie mumbled to herself "Thank God thats over"... we just about died.

So, once softball ends in early May, both girls have expressed interest in gymnastics, so we found a center that has classes on Saturdays, so BOTH girls can attend. Hopefully Kenzie will start to feel the love!!

In other news, I'm growing at a rapid pace these days and have the growing pains to prove it! I'm noticing that while I can still manage on my own, its a helluva lot easier to get up when Josh gives me a good heave.. (I can hear someone mooooooooooing at me somewhere). Teddy kicks on a regular basis, and it's still not strong enough to hurt so for that I am grateful. We scheduled our next doctor's appt for next week, when the girls are with us during Spring Break. They always ask if they can come along, so we were stoked to get an appt when they'd be with us during the week.

I think that brings you up to speed on my exciting world!! That's all for now...

I heart daylight savings!

I have been looking forward to daylight savings for a few weeks now. I truly love it. Minus the first few days when it feels like you get no sleep. But that is worth it to me. There is something psychological, at least for me, about it being lighter, later. During the winter months, by 6pm I am shuttin' it on down for the night. Once it's dark my internal clock goes "GO TO BED!" Besides it annoying Josh that I can't stay awake through any movies, it leaves me feeling so lazy. I feel like I don't accomplish nearly as much as I should or could. A perfect example to prove this, is last night, the first day of day light savings we didn't eat dinner until close to 8pm because we were side tracked doing so many things outside, simply because we still could at that hour. It was GREAT!

I don't mean to use the lack of sun as an excuse for my laziness, I know full well I can still clean my room with a light on rather than depending on the sun. But seriously, I do think there is something some what psychological behind it, I refuse to believe I am THAT lazy. ;)

Another reason I am so stoked for the change is that Josh and I can start going walking after work again. It is my favorite time of day to get outside, get some fresh air and put the day's hassles behind me. Plus Rufus will love us even more for it, getting to go on regular walks again!

So Spring, I welcome you, and your warm, longer sunny days with open arms!!!! Hooray you are finally going to be here!!!

You can have your trip to Belize! I have a paper heart worth more.

So my stomach is growing. I embrace it, it's growth signals that Teddy is growing, he's healthy, he's developing, he's going to be here! I follow message boards for women who are having babies in July as well. It's neat because its a bunch of people going through the same things as me, at the same time. I've heard several of them talk about how gross their bodies feel and how hard of a time they are having dealing with the changes. I can definitely relate, it's insane how different my body feels, and its admittedly a little hard to watch the number on the scale creep up and remind yourself that this is what's supposed to be happening right now. But my experiences haven't been negative, the bigger picture of why it's changing makes it so worth it!

Well, then this morning happened.

It's a pretty obvious statement that if your tummy grows, your clothes get tight. My pants wouldn't button, so I got bellybands, perfect fix! But now, my shirts are starting to not fit. So this morning after 3 shirts came on and got peeled off.. I was frustrated. Taking twenty minutes to decide on a top set me back and now we were running late. Of course this is the morning that the cats decided to sleep on my black jacket last night and Rufus decided to rub up against me right after I put my black pants on. I made my way out of the bedroom pausing at my make up bag, but ditched it realizing we had no time. As we backed out of the driveway I looked down and sighed, I was covered in hair. We got to work, Josh had to jam so he took off while I went through 5, yes 5 sheets on the lint roller. I looked down and decided it would have to be good enough!!

We went and played after the girls left yesterday, so we ditched our normal routine of grocery shopping on Sunday afternoons. The result, no breakfast .. oops. So I stopped at the work cafeteria on my way to my desk. I barrel through the door in my shirt that doesn't quite fit, my pants and jacket that still are covered in hair, my lap top bag and purse threatening to slide off my shoulder at any moment, self conscious that I have no make up on... and my eyes can't help but see the gorgeous woman who is at the omelet bar. She was tan, had boots that all season I've wanted so bad but never could afford, and the prettiest "I just bought this just because I'm perfect and spring is coming" dress on. My eyes scammed over my own outfit as I trudged to the bagel bar. I heard her ordering her egg white healthy omelet as I slathered cream cheese across my onion bagel. Then I heard someone say her name and ask how her vacation was. "Oh we went to Belize.. it was a-m-a-z-i-n-g." I can instantly picture her perfect body (one I once had, not just a few weeks ago!), perfect cute bathing suit on some perfect beach with a perfect drink with a perfect umbrella in it. I instantly wanted to cry! STUPID HORMONES!!! The kicker? As we both left at the same time, I realize she sits right near Josh and walks by his desk every day with her perfect dress, perfect legs and perfect tan. Just perfect.

So I'm dragging my feet across the courtyard to my desk feeling awfully sorry for myself, as my stupid laptop bag slides off my shoulder and I almost drop the bagel I just slathered with 5 servings of cream cheese. I get up to my desk, throw the bag in my chair and rip it open to get my laptop out, and I stop. There in the front pocket was the note Kali made for me this weekend. A cut out heart, with her adorable 8 year old writing "You are the best Megan in the world". What am I doing.. am I really about to have a pity party because some random chick at my work has a tan and boots and got to go on a trip? So what. I have a family that loves me, that adores me, that leaves notes on my pillows. How did I get so lucky? There is no trip, no pair of boots, no tan in the world that could even come close to being worth what I have. This weekend Kali had her first softball game, and at one point in the game I went to the dug out to see how she was doing and she turned to me with the biggest grin and said "I love you!"

I sat down, got my lint roller I keep at my desk out, finished my pants, and smiled as I enjoyed my bagel, rubbed my Buddha belly, and hung Kali's note up on my desk. Screw Belize, this is way better!!!!

Here's a shocker: Teddy is stubborn!

So today we had our "detailed, full, complete" .. it's been called many things... ultrasound. This is where they check his anatomy and make sure everything is on track and there are no red flags. Abnormalities, slow development, club foot, cleft pallet, etc. I was so busy at work (yay!) that I didn't think to eat anything with some sugar in it just to make sure he was moving around. So big surprise, he was asleep, curled up in a cute little pint sized ball. Sigh, again! What a stubborn little punk. I'll jump ahead to tell you that the little snot did not 'wake up' and cooperate AT ALL. He essentially stayed in the same position the entire time.

It is amazing what these technicians are trained to see. She kept pausing the screen to show us different things. Some were obvious, and quite neat. The last ultrasound we had, his bones were still almost completely soft cartilage. In the past few weeks they have been hardening into bone. So while we could see his limbs before, we could actually see the bone, even fingers and toes!! But then she'd zoom way in and we'd completely loose sight of what she was looking for and all the sudden she'd say "oh there's a kidney" ooookie dokie, sounds good! Then of course, theres the weird alien baby stuff. She was trying to get a measurement of his head, and kept rotating around, so the image would kind of go away and appear, and when it first appeared, his face would look like 1 of two things. Either an alien with big round black eyes, or a skull head straight from the set of Pirates of the Caribbean! It's wacky!!!

Hands down the coolest part though, was when she was trying to get an image of his heart beating. While he never rolled over or changed positions, he kicked his legs a few times. So we were watching him on the screen move around, while at the same time, I could feel him kicking my stomach. It was such a weird sensation!!!!

And I should point out that as I sit here typing, my sleepy butthead is awake and kicking at the laptop. Just because he can. PUNK!!!

Next Milestone, CHECK!

Josh felt Teddy for the first time last night!!!! It was so great! We were watching TV, I just ate way too much ice cream, so Teddy was most likely hyper thanks to me, and bouncing around. I had my hands resting on my stomach and I felt him kick me with my hand! I turned to Josh and told him to get over here with his hand... a minute later, Josh practically jumped to the ceiling, he felt it!!!! It was so exciting! We were both giggling like little girls. Definitely one of those moments to tuck in there and never forget.

On a semi-related note.... I got my order of BellyBands over the weekend. Hands down, best invention ever! I'm in that in between stage where my pants hurt to button, but I'm way too small for maternity pants. For those of you (like me before Teddy came along) who have no idea what they are, bellybands are a big, tight piece of material that look like a tube top. You slide the bottom half under your pants, and fold the top half over your pants, leaving them unbuttoned, and unzipped. The fabric is tight, so it holds your pants up, while concealing to the world that you are undone! I feel like I'm hanging out at work in my sweat pants. SO COMFORTABLE! Screw pregnancy, I could have used these a long time ago!