THINGS I ENJOY
This morning on the radio they were talking about how people are so quick to send out hate mail or critisisms, and never think to say anything about the things that they thouroughly enjoy and appreciate. I think that's an excellent point to work on, being a little less quick with speaking up about what I HATE and instead talking about things that I really enjoy. So here's a breif list that won't even come close to covering everything and I will feel free to add onto when I feel like it.
Things I Enjoy:
1.Playing Scrabble with my mom, Jay and Geoffrey. Even though Mom and Geoffrey consistantly kick my ass. I also like playing text twist with the same group because we're freaking geniuses at it. Has anyone else gotten 150,000 points on that game? I think not.
2.Playing cards, be it Pinochle (spelling?!) with Gary and Danae, Nerts with Kim and Abby or Hand and Foot with anyone who's willing to sit and play.
3.Watching American Idol at Danae's house with a big ol' Dr. Pepper. :) Can you see Wesley cringe while reading that one?!
4. Being with Jay. You'd think since we've been together for almost 5 years now the appeal would wear off, but it really hasn't. I love it because he's fun to be with and we make each other laugh and are consistantly making up little games that other people would probably laugh at, but we stay entertained.
5. Knowing that Danae is pregnant. Everything about that is so exciting to me, I'm excited for her and hope that she loves being pregnant as much as I do. And I also hope I can support her with her pregnancy as much as she's supported me through mine.
So there it is, A Tuesday morning list of things I enjoy. And don't worry, I'm sure there will be lots of hate mail and critisisms from me again shortly. :)
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
WHAT I LOVE ABOUT MY MOM
Obviously, this would be quite a long list if I were to sit down and talk about everything. I've lived with my mom for almost a year now and have gone through my entire pregnancy in her house, so there's tons of things that she's done and DOES DO for me all the time that she does because she loves me. Cleaning the cat litter is one. I'm not allowed to because I'm pregnant, and Jay isn't very good at remembering, never has been. We have 4 cats between the two of us. That's a LOT of cat litter. But she does it and she never complains. She's a stud like that.
One thing that I have to say I love about my mom is that if you tell her you've written on your blog, SHE KNOWS WHAT A BLOG IS! Not only that, SHE HAS A BLOG OF HER OWN!!! I know it's not a big deal, but there are SO many people out there that don't even know how to access the Internet anymore, and my mom is totally on top of it. Last night at Jay's parents house we had to tell his mom, "Okay, now click on that icon twice and wait until the little hourglass appears..." And honestly, in the meantime I was thinking, "Oh man, I'm so glad my mom isn't this out of touch."
Another thing I love about my mom is how cute she is. For example, on Saturday morning she got a new bear (for reasons to be discussed later) and then afterward we were playing cards. You should have seen how she held that bear the whole time. Honestly like it was a baby, and when it was her turn to shuffle the cards she'd say, "You hold him" and pass him off instead of holding him awkwardly. I can't wait for her to hold my baby. I know that Kameryn will know how much her Grandma loves her just by how she's held.
Last week we went down to my Dad's to hang out with him and play some games. On the way back I told my mom that I was hungry, and so she stopped at a gas station and told me to get something that would tide me over. Nothing looked good, so I just got a soda and told her that would be enough. And then I thanked her, and she said, "Well, I would've bought you anything." My mom has always been like that.
I hope you know, Mom, how much the little stuff means to me. I think you are so awesome and such an amazing woman. I hope you know that I would do anything for you.
Obviously, this would be quite a long list if I were to sit down and talk about everything. I've lived with my mom for almost a year now and have gone through my entire pregnancy in her house, so there's tons of things that she's done and DOES DO for me all the time that she does because she loves me. Cleaning the cat litter is one. I'm not allowed to because I'm pregnant, and Jay isn't very good at remembering, never has been. We have 4 cats between the two of us. That's a LOT of cat litter. But she does it and she never complains. She's a stud like that.
One thing that I have to say I love about my mom is that if you tell her you've written on your blog, SHE KNOWS WHAT A BLOG IS! Not only that, SHE HAS A BLOG OF HER OWN!!! I know it's not a big deal, but there are SO many people out there that don't even know how to access the Internet anymore, and my mom is totally on top of it. Last night at Jay's parents house we had to tell his mom, "Okay, now click on that icon twice and wait until the little hourglass appears..." And honestly, in the meantime I was thinking, "Oh man, I'm so glad my mom isn't this out of touch."
Another thing I love about my mom is how cute she is. For example, on Saturday morning she got a new bear (for reasons to be discussed later) and then afterward we were playing cards. You should have seen how she held that bear the whole time. Honestly like it was a baby, and when it was her turn to shuffle the cards she'd say, "You hold him" and pass him off instead of holding him awkwardly. I can't wait for her to hold my baby. I know that Kameryn will know how much her Grandma loves her just by how she's held.
Last week we went down to my Dad's to hang out with him and play some games. On the way back I told my mom that I was hungry, and so she stopped at a gas station and told me to get something that would tide me over. Nothing looked good, so I just got a soda and told her that would be enough. And then I thanked her, and she said, "Well, I would've bought you anything." My mom has always been like that.
I hope you know, Mom, how much the little stuff means to me. I think you are so awesome and such an amazing woman. I hope you know that I would do anything for you.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
I've Already Failed...
First of all, I have to say that in my "What to Expect When You're Expecting" book it says by this point you "May be getting bored with your pregnancy and wonder why people won't talk about anything else." Well, I'll be the first to admit that I'm the one that won't talk about anything else. And while I want to be a deep, intellectual yet comedic blog writer, the truth is I'm pregnant and at this point, I totally love it. So if you don't want to hear pregnancy stories, I've got a list of other people's incredible blogs that you should read. If you want to read mine, I hope you'll forgive my excitement.
So yesterday after the family had left from having breakfast and playing games all together I went downstairs because I wasn't feeling too well, and Jay saw me lying down not wanting to move as a perfect oppurtunity to read Harry Potter to the baby. So he gets Harry Potter out and positions himself so he's reading right next to my stomach and starts reading about Dumbledore coming to get Harry from the Dirsley's early in the summer and telling him he'd inhereited Serius Black's house and the House Elf was his now, and I feel myself drifting off to sleep. So he keeps nudging me to make sure I'm listening, even though I really don't know why I have to listen while he reads to the baby....and after awhile he asks me if I heard the last part and I have to admit I've been sleeping and have no idea what he said. So he says, "Well, do you just want me to stop reading?"
And Kameryn went crazy. She kicked me so hard and for so long it was obvious that something had gotten her quite upset. Obviously she had been thouroughly entertained and wanted to know what happened next to Harry.
I'll be the first to throw up my hands and say "One point for Jay." It sounds like our daughter is going to be a Harry Potter lover.
So yesterday after the family had left from having breakfast and playing games all together I went downstairs because I wasn't feeling too well, and Jay saw me lying down not wanting to move as a perfect oppurtunity to read Harry Potter to the baby. So he gets Harry Potter out and positions himself so he's reading right next to my stomach and starts reading about Dumbledore coming to get Harry from the Dirsley's early in the summer and telling him he'd inhereited Serius Black's house and the House Elf was his now, and I feel myself drifting off to sleep. So he keeps nudging me to make sure I'm listening, even though I really don't know why I have to listen while he reads to the baby....and after awhile he asks me if I heard the last part and I have to admit I've been sleeping and have no idea what he said. So he says, "Well, do you just want me to stop reading?"
And Kameryn went crazy. She kicked me so hard and for so long it was obvious that something had gotten her quite upset. Obviously she had been thouroughly entertained and wanted to know what happened next to Harry.
I'll be the first to throw up my hands and say "One point for Jay." It sounds like our daughter is going to be a Harry Potter lover.
Friday, February 24, 2006
REASONS I KNOW MY BABY WILL BE CRAZY
1. Because of who her dad is. :)
2. Because since I've been pregnant I crave buttery popcorn, tater tots, KitKats, and a recent addition, lemonade.
3. Because her dad reads her Harry Potter. And he started with Book 6.
4. Because when I feel her and press against her, she pushes back out against me.
5. Because any time Jay talks into my belly at her she dances up a storm.
6. Because since I've been pregnant with her I've been to a Tori Amos concert and a Nine Inch Nails concert.
7. Because of who her mom is...:)
1. Because of who her dad is. :)
2. Because since I've been pregnant I crave buttery popcorn, tater tots, KitKats, and a recent addition, lemonade.
3. Because her dad reads her Harry Potter. And he started with Book 6.
4. Because when I feel her and press against her, she pushes back out against me.
5. Because any time Jay talks into my belly at her she dances up a storm.
6. Because since I've been pregnant with her I've been to a Tori Amos concert and a Nine Inch Nails concert.
7. Because of who her mom is...:)
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Thank God for Doctors
I am incredibly fortunate because right now, I love my job. I even started full time this week and am working up front doing some of the receptionist work, and I still love it because it teaches me a different side of Medical Assisiting. Receptionists have to put up with a lot and they're asked such a huge range of questions, I think everyone should take a second and appreciate their local business receptionist. It's not just answering phones anymore! :)
Every job has it's irritants, though, and though I risk being dooced (for those of you who don't know, that means getting fired from your job for talking candidly about it on your blog) I think I should just list a few pointers so that the people I love will be better patients. Here are a list of my worktime pet peeves. If you do these, STOP.
1. When I call you back to go to your room and we stop at the scale, PLEASE do not let the words that come out of your mouth be, "Do I have to?" This is a question you can answer all on your own. Look at me. I'm nearly 8 months pregnant. If you refuse to stand on the scale I'm hardly going to pick you up and stand you on it and hold you there until you hold still. NO, YOU DON'T HAVE TO. Will it really irritate all of us if you don't? Probably. And when you stand there and your weight comes up, you don't need to explain to me why you weigh that much. Here's a hint....I really don't care. Honestly, I don't.
2. If you are consistantly taking a medication, please know what it's called. I know that I should know the medications better than I do. But ask Allison, there's a few more than you can just memorize over the weekend. So please, when I'm verifying your medications, don't say, "Well what's that one for?" And PLEASE don't say, "Well, is that the little blue one?" You put them in your mouth and swallow them. PLEASE be responsible enough to know what they're called.
3. It might not be common knowledge to everyone, but keep this is mind for me. Normal blood pressure is 120\80 - 130\90. If I check your blood pressure and tell you it's 182\102, please don't say, "Well is that bad?" Yeah. It's bad. It totally blows. But, alongside this point, you also don't need to explain to me why your blood pressure is high. Why? Because I don't care. Explaining it to me isn't gonna help you.
4. Don't yell at your medical assistant and then act really sweet to the doctor. It's not a huge deal, but it's just kinda irritating. And here's a tip. You come to see the doctor, but the medical assistants keep the office running. And when the doctor comes out and tells us to set up your colonoscopy....you might want to wish you had been a little bit nicer. I'm not saying ANY MA would put you through a miserable experience because we feel like it, but the honest truth of it is, we could if we wanted to. So don't tempt us. :)
Again, this is not me complaining about my job. If every patient of every day did all this stuff, I'd still love it. But keep it in mind. It will keep your next doctor's appointment running that much smoother.
I am incredibly fortunate because right now, I love my job. I even started full time this week and am working up front doing some of the receptionist work, and I still love it because it teaches me a different side of Medical Assisiting. Receptionists have to put up with a lot and they're asked such a huge range of questions, I think everyone should take a second and appreciate their local business receptionist. It's not just answering phones anymore! :)
Every job has it's irritants, though, and though I risk being dooced (for those of you who don't know, that means getting fired from your job for talking candidly about it on your blog) I think I should just list a few pointers so that the people I love will be better patients. Here are a list of my worktime pet peeves. If you do these, STOP.
1. When I call you back to go to your room and we stop at the scale, PLEASE do not let the words that come out of your mouth be, "Do I have to?" This is a question you can answer all on your own. Look at me. I'm nearly 8 months pregnant. If you refuse to stand on the scale I'm hardly going to pick you up and stand you on it and hold you there until you hold still. NO, YOU DON'T HAVE TO. Will it really irritate all of us if you don't? Probably. And when you stand there and your weight comes up, you don't need to explain to me why you weigh that much. Here's a hint....I really don't care. Honestly, I don't.
2. If you are consistantly taking a medication, please know what it's called. I know that I should know the medications better than I do. But ask Allison, there's a few more than you can just memorize over the weekend. So please, when I'm verifying your medications, don't say, "Well what's that one for?" And PLEASE don't say, "Well, is that the little blue one?" You put them in your mouth and swallow them. PLEASE be responsible enough to know what they're called.
3. It might not be common knowledge to everyone, but keep this is mind for me. Normal blood pressure is 120\80 - 130\90. If I check your blood pressure and tell you it's 182\102, please don't say, "Well is that bad?" Yeah. It's bad. It totally blows. But, alongside this point, you also don't need to explain to me why your blood pressure is high. Why? Because I don't care. Explaining it to me isn't gonna help you.
4. Don't yell at your medical assistant and then act really sweet to the doctor. It's not a huge deal, but it's just kinda irritating. And here's a tip. You come to see the doctor, but the medical assistants keep the office running. And when the doctor comes out and tells us to set up your colonoscopy....you might want to wish you had been a little bit nicer. I'm not saying ANY MA would put you through a miserable experience because we feel like it, but the honest truth of it is, we could if we wanted to. So don't tempt us. :)
Again, this is not me complaining about my job. If every patient of every day did all this stuff, I'd still love it. But keep it in mind. It will keep your next doctor's appointment running that much smoother.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Anyone who's been pregnant will probably agree with me that pregnancy dreams are the weirdest dreams you'll ever have in your life. And beyond weird, they're vivid, so much in fact that when I wake up I have to concentrate to decipher if they were just dreams or real memories. Some of them have been very troubling, some of them have been quite comical. But I had one not too long ago that meant a lot to me.
In my dream I had gone to my sister Allison, who was the guru in the dream. (And most of you who know her will admit she is in real life as well.) And I asked her, simply, "What happens to us after we die?" She looked back directly at me and answered, "Nothing. Nothing happens to us after we die. It's the end for us." But then she went on to explain, "That's the reason that having your children is so important. You give the world to them. You need to raise them to look after the world for you after you're gone, and teach them to do the same thing with their children. That's the only way that you live on."
Looking back on the dream, the message seems slightly disturbing. I don't think any of us like to think that we die and that's the end of us. But in the dream it was such a beautiful idea, and made being a parent seem like such an awesome and invaluable experience.
I'm 30 weeks pregnant today, according to AmericanBaby.com, and have 10 weeks and 6 days to go. And I'm pretty much at the point where I want to say, "Alright, that's far enough. Let's put this whole pregnancy thing on pause and I'll do the last ten weeks when I'm really ready." That's not really working out for me though. And even though I know it's partial insanity, another part of me is thinking, "Alright, let's get this going. Bring it on. Let's get this baby out here so I can meet her." I feel like I really have a sense of her personality, though not in a way I can really explain to anyone else, and I think she'll be an awesome person to get to know. I'm excited for all the things that having her will teach me.
And so, at this point I'm left counting down the days and also scared of what it all means. One thing that I can take comfort in is that I have a husband that loves me and already loves and spoils our baby. I have a family that has been more than supportive and helpful through the whole thing, and I have a bunch of friends that are patient with me and get excited with me as the time goes on. So thank you guys for your love and support. I appreciate that I have such an awesome group of people to fall back on.
In my dream I had gone to my sister Allison, who was the guru in the dream. (And most of you who know her will admit she is in real life as well.) And I asked her, simply, "What happens to us after we die?" She looked back directly at me and answered, "Nothing. Nothing happens to us after we die. It's the end for us." But then she went on to explain, "That's the reason that having your children is so important. You give the world to them. You need to raise them to look after the world for you after you're gone, and teach them to do the same thing with their children. That's the only way that you live on."
Looking back on the dream, the message seems slightly disturbing. I don't think any of us like to think that we die and that's the end of us. But in the dream it was such a beautiful idea, and made being a parent seem like such an awesome and invaluable experience.
I'm 30 weeks pregnant today, according to AmericanBaby.com, and have 10 weeks and 6 days to go. And I'm pretty much at the point where I want to say, "Alright, that's far enough. Let's put this whole pregnancy thing on pause and I'll do the last ten weeks when I'm really ready." That's not really working out for me though. And even though I know it's partial insanity, another part of me is thinking, "Alright, let's get this going. Bring it on. Let's get this baby out here so I can meet her." I feel like I really have a sense of her personality, though not in a way I can really explain to anyone else, and I think she'll be an awesome person to get to know. I'm excited for all the things that having her will teach me.
And so, at this point I'm left counting down the days and also scared of what it all means. One thing that I can take comfort in is that I have a husband that loves me and already loves and spoils our baby. I have a family that has been more than supportive and helpful through the whole thing, and I have a bunch of friends that are patient with me and get excited with me as the time goes on. So thank you guys for your love and support. I appreciate that I have such an awesome group of people to fall back on.
Last time I talked to Allison on the phone she asked me why I hadn't started my own blog yet. I had been thinking about it, especially because I enjoy all the blogs I read so much and check them daily. So this morning I decided to start one and wrote out a long message that I thought would've been excellent for my first blog entry. Apparently someone somewhere disagreed, because I've been trying to get it posted for about 2 hours now and can't do it. So here is a new, different first blog and maybe after this works (or doesn't, as my luck has gone this morning) I can post the other, better first blog. Here it goes...
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