Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Buy our stuff!
We spent today getting the nursery ready. Before we moved to this house (about 7 months ago), we sold over $800 of our stuff. We got rid of sooooooooo much stuff. It felt wonderful. Somehow, we still have a lot.
Today we went through our books and found some to list on half.com. I am sharing the listing with you guys, in hopes you could pass it on to people that may be interested. I listed everything lower than the lowest listed price. We just want to get rid of it and make a couple bucks for some cloth diapers.
We also have a huge stack of books to donate to friends and our church.
I love getting rid of stuff!
Today we went through our books and found some to list on half.com. I am sharing the listing with you guys, in hopes you could pass it on to people that may be interested. I listed everything lower than the lowest listed price. We just want to get rid of it and make a couple bucks for some cloth diapers.
We also have a huge stack of books to donate to friends and our church.
I love getting rid of stuff!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
I have the best wife
I know y'all might think that you have some pretty awesome partners. However, I have to argue that mine is at the top of the awesome list.
You see, since Saturday night, I have been sick. The not fun kind of sick where it hurts to move and your nauseous and don't want to eat or drink and you just want to sleep all day. I tried to brave work yesterday. Bad idea. She ended up leaving her work, coming to pick me up at my work (total, about an hour out of her way) and then drove me right to the doctor. Doc said it was just a bug and I should start to feel better soon. I did get my Rho-gam shot while I was there and my bloodwork which will determine if I am becoming anemic. Lost another pound, but doc said it was to be expected given my condition.
B has pampered me like no tomorrow, and even though she got a little pushy with the water (doc said that if I didn't drink it I would have to be admitted for IV fluids), she did it all with love for me and Nuggette.
Thankfully, today, I feel human. I took the day off from work (which turned out to be an excellent idea because last night was by far, my worst night ever) and have been lounging around the house. I have already drank 32oz of water and had a bowl of oatmeal. I may even eat some lunch today. This bug was horrible. I am no longer nauseous, but now I have a sore throat. Last night, it hurt to breathe. I will take the tiredness and sore throat over what I was feeling the past few days. It was horrible. Horrible. Horrible.
Today, B is bringing home EIGHT bags of baby clothes from one of her coworkers. EIGHT GARBAGE BAGS. Everything from newborn to 2T. I can't believe people's generosity. I'm so excited to go through all of them. Now, we just need to find some room to store them!
You see, since Saturday night, I have been sick. The not fun kind of sick where it hurts to move and your nauseous and don't want to eat or drink and you just want to sleep all day. I tried to brave work yesterday. Bad idea. She ended up leaving her work, coming to pick me up at my work (total, about an hour out of her way) and then drove me right to the doctor. Doc said it was just a bug and I should start to feel better soon. I did get my Rho-gam shot while I was there and my bloodwork which will determine if I am becoming anemic. Lost another pound, but doc said it was to be expected given my condition.
B has pampered me like no tomorrow, and even though she got a little pushy with the water (doc said that if I didn't drink it I would have to be admitted for IV fluids), she did it all with love for me and Nuggette.
Thankfully, today, I feel human. I took the day off from work (which turned out to be an excellent idea because last night was by far, my worst night ever) and have been lounging around the house. I have already drank 32oz of water and had a bowl of oatmeal. I may even eat some lunch today. This bug was horrible. I am no longer nauseous, but now I have a sore throat. Last night, it hurt to breathe. I will take the tiredness and sore throat over what I was feeling the past few days. It was horrible. Horrible. Horrible.
Today, B is bringing home EIGHT bags of baby clothes from one of her coworkers. EIGHT GARBAGE BAGS. Everything from newborn to 2T. I can't believe people's generosity. I'm so excited to go through all of them. Now, we just need to find some room to store them!
Friday, January 21, 2011
27 Weeks -- Getting closer
We are now at 27 weeks. Third trimester. 3rd DUDES! Can it really be true?
J's parents are still struggling with their health, so much of our time (and the time of J's sister and husband) has been spent over the last few weeks driving to their side of town to help with household duties and visits to the hospital that we haven't really had time to think about how far we've come in this pregnancy. When I just sat down this morning and checked our stats bars on the bottom of the blog and saw that Nuggette is over 2lbs, growing lashes, and filling up with bebe chub, my heart skipped a beat. Where is this time going? Can we really be so lucky to have this little peanut growing so fast and healthy? We still just can't quite believe it.
So imagine our surprise when J's sister called last week and said that instead of having a small shower in her (gorgeous, fully-finished) basement, she was renting a hall. She was throwing us a Shower with a capital S because we never had a wedding and she wanted this to be special. Her sister is throwing us a SHOWER in the middle of all of the stress and craziness with their parents. Invites went out last week. People are going to be RSVPing soon.
J posted on her FB last week that we are the girls that go to showers, not the girls that have showers. The idea that there is going to be a big party for us is unreal, and we are getting so excited. And just a few short weeks after that big party, our little girl will be here in our arms.
Wow.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
98-26 (and a lot of family health talk)
98 days left in this pregnancy, give or take a few.
26 weeks along.
Wow.
Yesterday, my sister emailed me at work and asked what I was doing after school. Apparently, with the snow, my parents couldn't get out of the house for their podiatrist appointments. Mom was having a skin graft done (has to be done the day the graft is flown in) and Dad was having a re-check from his appointment on Monday.
I rushed there after school, shoveled a bit so mom could ride the scooter down the ramp and over to the car. Played the car shuffle. (They can't get into my van and the city had declared a snow emergency, so I could not park on the street.)
We finally got to the doctor at 5. I got the walker out of the trunk for my dad and sent him on his way inside. I went inside got the office's wheelchair and then brought mom in. We proceeded to wait in the waiting room for over an hour. All the while with my parents bickering like 5 year olds with each other.
After 6 I wheeled mom back and got her in the exam chair. Then I sat in the lobby with dad. Finally they called him back and then it was just me. I was getting hungry, but eh. I couldn't really leave.
After all was said and done, my mom received some good news. Her wound is healing nicely and she is off the wound vac until her next appointment at least.
Dad, however, has to get to the hospital. They didn't know if I was going to have to take him last night or if he could go in the morning. After I finally got them home, around 7:45ish, I did the car and parent shuffle, dad called the on-call cardiologist (who will have to admit him) and I made my mom some dinner.
I got them all settled and then headed home. Thank G for B, who had dinner waiting for me, which I finally was able to eat at 8:45. What a long day.
I have no idea how long my dad will be in the hospital and he has been the caretaker for my mom since she returned from the hospital. He has gangrene in his toe and it may need to be amputated if the cardio-vascular doc cannot get circulation to the infection. He had a PAD procedure done a week or two ago which was supposed to get rid of the 80% blockage in that leg...but I'm guessing it did not work. My guess is they will try some high dose antibiotic therapy and do something to help the blockage. (For a day or two). If that doesn't work, they will take the toe off. In the meantime, we have to figure out what to do with mom. She only has a nurse come to the house on MWF and he is only there for an hour or so.
She can't walk, but she can get around fairly well in the wheel chair. She can't get into the bathroom though, so she uses a commode in her bedroom. This may be a lonnnnnnnnng few weeks.
26 weeks along.
Wow.
Yesterday, my sister emailed me at work and asked what I was doing after school. Apparently, with the snow, my parents couldn't get out of the house for their podiatrist appointments. Mom was having a skin graft done (has to be done the day the graft is flown in) and Dad was having a re-check from his appointment on Monday.
I rushed there after school, shoveled a bit so mom could ride the scooter down the ramp and over to the car. Played the car shuffle. (They can't get into my van and the city had declared a snow emergency, so I could not park on the street.)
We finally got to the doctor at 5. I got the walker out of the trunk for my dad and sent him on his way inside. I went inside got the office's wheelchair and then brought mom in. We proceeded to wait in the waiting room for over an hour. All the while with my parents bickering like 5 year olds with each other.
After 6 I wheeled mom back and got her in the exam chair. Then I sat in the lobby with dad. Finally they called him back and then it was just me. I was getting hungry, but eh. I couldn't really leave.
After all was said and done, my mom received some good news. Her wound is healing nicely and she is off the wound vac until her next appointment at least.
Dad, however, has to get to the hospital. They didn't know if I was going to have to take him last night or if he could go in the morning. After I finally got them home, around 7:45ish, I did the car and parent shuffle, dad called the on-call cardiologist (who will have to admit him) and I made my mom some dinner.
I got them all settled and then headed home. Thank G for B, who had dinner waiting for me, which I finally was able to eat at 8:45. What a long day.
I have no idea how long my dad will be in the hospital and he has been the caretaker for my mom since she returned from the hospital. He has gangrene in his toe and it may need to be amputated if the cardio-vascular doc cannot get circulation to the infection. He had a PAD procedure done a week or two ago which was supposed to get rid of the 80% blockage in that leg...but I'm guessing it did not work. My guess is they will try some high dose antibiotic therapy and do something to help the blockage. (For a day or two). If that doesn't work, they will take the toe off. In the meantime, we have to figure out what to do with mom. She only has a nurse come to the house on MWF and he is only there for an hour or so.
She can't walk, but she can get around fairly well in the wheel chair. She can't get into the bathroom though, so she uses a commode in her bedroom. This may be a lonnnnnnnnng few weeks.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Eggplant!
She's finally an eggplant! WOOT!
How amazing that each of us started as microscopic cells and we turn into walking, breathing, talking, thinking, humans. AMAZING.
I have a little cognitively impaired munchkin in my class this year. She is smaller than everyone else and she functions about like a 3 year old. (I teach 5th grade-10/11 year olds). Anyway, I have been spending a lot of one-on-one time with her lately because I have a student teacher in the afternoon. Since I have to be out of my classroom, I will go hang out in my bff (special ed teacher)'s room during her math class and then pull my munchkin during social studies time and hang out with her around the school. Yesterday, we were at a table and she says to me, "You have baby in your belly?" It was adorable. Typically she asks very simple questions or always on the same topic, "What's that?" "You be here tomorrow?" I told her yes and that was why I was so tired at the end of the day, since the baby takes my energy away. She looked at my stomach and said firmly to Nuggette: "Baby, you take nap!" LOL. Too cute!
Last night B and I watched Mr. Holland's Opus on tv. I hadn't seen that movie since I was in HS and way before I was ever a teacher. Cue the tears. Meanwhile, while Mommy was laying down watching the movie and crying, Miss Nuggette was going nutso. Dancy Dancerpants. Of course, after the movie, I could not get to sleep. Here's to 4 hours of sleep! (And I know in about 3 months, I will give anything for a stretch of sleep like that!)
How amazing that each of us started as microscopic cells and we turn into walking, breathing, talking, thinking, humans. AMAZING.
I have a little cognitively impaired munchkin in my class this year. She is smaller than everyone else and she functions about like a 3 year old. (I teach 5th grade-10/11 year olds). Anyway, I have been spending a lot of one-on-one time with her lately because I have a student teacher in the afternoon. Since I have to be out of my classroom, I will go hang out in my bff (special ed teacher)'s room during her math class and then pull my munchkin during social studies time and hang out with her around the school. Yesterday, we were at a table and she says to me, "You have baby in your belly?" It was adorable. Typically she asks very simple questions or always on the same topic, "What's that?" "You be here tomorrow?" I told her yes and that was why I was so tired at the end of the day, since the baby takes my energy away. She looked at my stomach and said firmly to Nuggette: "Baby, you take nap!" LOL. Too cute!
Last night B and I watched Mr. Holland's Opus on tv. I hadn't seen that movie since I was in HS and way before I was ever a teacher. Cue the tears. Meanwhile, while Mommy was laying down watching the movie and crying, Miss Nuggette was going nutso. Dancy Dancerpants. Of course, after the movie, I could not get to sleep. Here's to 4 hours of sleep! (And I know in about 3 months, I will give anything for a stretch of sleep like that!)
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Questions
You know what question I hate..."Is this your first?"
As my growing belly is noticeably pregnant, often times, the first question is:
When are you due?
Then comes: Do you know what you are having?
After that: Do you have a name picked out yet?
And then sometimes I get: "Is this your first?"
In the beginning, I would take the time to explain about Sprout, but now I just say "yes." It beats having to deal with awkward conversation. I know in my heart, sweet Nuggette is not our first, technically, so what does it really matter.
Do any of you have experience with this?
As my growing belly is noticeably pregnant, often times, the first question is:
When are you due?
Then comes: Do you know what you are having?
After that: Do you have a name picked out yet?
And then sometimes I get: "Is this your first?"
In the beginning, I would take the time to explain about Sprout, but now I just say "yes." It beats having to deal with awkward conversation. I know in my heart, sweet Nuggette is not our first, technically, so what does it really matter.
Do any of you have experience with this?
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