SOCCER 101

Okay so if you know me you happen to know that I know absolutely NOTHING about soccer.

Yep thats right jack poo about soccer. I have never played, and I have no skills when it comes to soccer. Yes I can run, but kick the ball and keep it within some lines its not my strong suit!

So I was excited to get my son Jaxson envolved in a boy sport. A sport with some running, because mommy needs Jaxson to go to sleep on time!!! So SOCCER it is. We registered him and went off to the field for him to meet his coach. COACH RALPH he said he has coached soccer for some time, and that he was coaching four teams this season so he is busy but would love coaching U6. Awesome, right?

So why is it that when I am in social settings I tend to get volunteered  for things, maybe I just have a volunteery face or something. But I apparently volunteered to be the assistant Coach to my son's soccer team. YEP this girl who know absolutely nothing about soccer. Run Kick, Run Kick, God help me if these have to be done together, I don't believe I am that coordinated!

Well last Sunday we had our first game, which was awesome because Jaxson missed the first practice because mommy missed the first email, but for a kid who has never played Jaxson did alright. (MOMMY BRAG-HE WAS AWESOME)

So last night was the first time mommy Coached the team. And it was nothing short of awesome if I do say so myself. I LOVED every minute of it. I got to work with five of the kids from his team on different things, and not just running them back and forth from the goal! So stinking fun.

We apparently had another parent step up and volunteer to assist the assistant, which was awesome! We played a little duck duck goose, and bit of soccer ball tag all while teaching little kicks and keeping the ball within the square. So just goes to show ME that something that I thought was going to be a hassle really wasn't. It reminded me how much fun I had teaching.

Couple of Picts from the game

PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE PUT ME IN COACH!!!

Wait until the whistle to go wait until the whistle to go.

OMG the whistle is never gonna blow!

I really don't like waiting on that durn whistle!

AHH they blew the whistle and I missed it. Gotta go get the ball...

Okay so I am gonna get behind the girls they got this...

Now I got it. Kick the ball, here I go

 

Its in there now what do we do????

Soccers Over?
POOOO

 

SHOW IT TELL IT

 

1. Tell us your favorite baby names? Aside from your own babies, if you have some :)

 

Girl Names                       Boy Names

Exie                                   Jaxson

Alexandra                         Wyatt

Ariel                                  Maddox

Elaina                                Knox

Isabella                               Lawson

 

 

 

 

 

 

2. Show me your "dream" nursery {can be your baby's nursery or one that you love}

3. How many children would you like to have? How far apart?

Four. I settled on this one. I used to tell my mom that I wanted nine kids. She looked at me like I was crazy. Well after having some I think I can handle four. I really want twins too, this also brought out the crazy face in my mother, but I just think it would be awesome to have two at one time. Just not nine pounders!!!!!

4. Tell us what you think the importance of parenting is?

LOVE. Showing your kids everyday just how special and how loved they are. Never letting them go to bed without whispering in the ears "I love you a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck; too the moon and back!" Just making sure that they know you are going to stand beside/behind/around them wherever it is they want, but you are there, supporting them in their decisions with LOVE.

 

Guidance, helping them make choices that are good, and good for them.

5. Show us your favorite newborn photo {can be your children or random}

6.  Tell us some things you promise to never do as a parent {and if you are a parent, did you stick to it}

           I promised myself that I would never make situations all about me. I would never take my children to the store for something they needed and end up getting something for myself. I also promised myself that i would give my children every opportunity to do things..Gymnastics, karate, soccer, football, dance...I may have to work six jobs but I will make sure they can do these things.

           So far I have kept to this, although I am sure it is going to get harder when Exie gets bigger.

Jax is starting soccer this week, and cannot wait. He will be back in gymnastics come December! And is begging me to start him in karate. That will be when he officially turns five, I do have my limits!

 

Introducing....A little Trickster

HELLO, and welcome back to the world to me!!! I have been out in babyland, loving every minute of it, and there are no computers there!!!

Exie's Birthstory:

Exie was due to be induced on July 13th, 2012 at 7:30 AM. Well she had other plans...


So I went to bed on July 12th, 2012 around 11 or so as normal around my house. I have an addiction to Chelsea Lately. I love her minus her thoughts on politics! I got a great night sleep, I mean I slept like a rock, so when I woke at 6:00a.m I thought hey this baby is stuck in there I got plenty of time to get up, pee, get a shower if I want, actually fix my hair, so I look half way decent in the photos instead of like a zombie holding a baby, I even got time to put on makeup (you know the waterproof kind that I bought three weeks prior just in case I got to use it for this occasion), get our son to daycare and then on the way to the hospital, my initial thoughts were this is awesome.

So I get up out of the bed, and go to the bathroom. I peed, and then sneezed. Well five minutes later was my first contraction. 6:05 a.m. I hadnt even got my hair down, my son and husband were still in the bed fast asleep, and the contraction was pretty light so I thought this is okay....NO this is awesome I still have time and now I don't have to pay the hospital for the piotocin. So I start fixing my hair a little, and BOOOM, a much stronger contraction this one rocked my world and I thought my spine was literally taking a slow crawl out of my asshole! THAT SHIT HURT (and yes that is putting it nicely).  

After that I kindly asked Taylor to get out of the bed. KINDLY! When he responded with its only 6:12a.m., we don't have to be there til 7:30. I gave him the death glare! AND KINDLY said get the hell out of the bed Im in labor. Well this got him up, but he was clearly not in a hurry. I was fine with that as soon as the contraction dulled and went away. I got my son up and reminded him that today he would be getting a little sister. This got him up and he went and changed into his Big Bro shirt that we had gotten him. He was so excited, and was dancing and jumping on the bed...when another contraction hit and I had to go in the other room, at this point I told Taylor to get him ready and in the car, but when this contraction let down quicker than the others. I thought that maybe labor is slowing down, so I told Taylor it was okay, and I was going to put on some mascara (I know prioritys, but I think I look creepy without it, and I wanted it on the photos).

I got thru one eye before the strongest contraction hit....At this point I dropped the mascara brush....I believe I made up new cuss words, and I said screw this and grabbed everything in path toward the door just gripping to try and make it to the passenger seat. Once seated they came on stronger and faster.
We got to the daycare to drop Jax off, I gave him kisses and tried not  to show how much pain I was in. He noticed, and asked me what was wrong, i told him that baby Exie was coming out and it hurts mommy a little bit (lies lies, it hurt mommy like hell). He looked as my belly and said you stop that Exie, you be nice to mommy. I MELTED! it was so sweet and innocent. I kissed him goodbye and I took one more look at his face remembering every little detail of my little boy. My singleton child who was about to change to a doubleton! He ran inside telling everyone that his little sister was coming out today!

When Taylor got back to the car, I looked at him and said "DRIVE". He started to drive and it was like he was driving Ms Daisy. I swear the speedometer said 60 (in a 35) but I swear he was only going 20. We had railroad tracks on the way to the hospital and as soon as we hit those I felt another strong contraction...I believe that this is what the OH SHIT bar is really made for! I had a death grip on that thing, I thought I was going to take it in with me to Labor and Delivery!

WE FINALLY made it to the interstate, you know where you can go fast legally, only problem was that it was Friday, and Rush hour traffic. And it was one of those situations where everyone in the city is on the road but has absolutely no where to go! We got behind a truck that looked like it was in the show Sandford and Sons, and it was going 45. At this point Im literally crying it hurt so bad, saying curse words that make sailors look innocent. When we finally got there I was in so much pain, I didnt notice the speed bumps in the parking lot, until he hit them, and then my pain intensified! I swear the baby was coming and coming on strong. I was so glad to get out of that car!!!!

I waddled as fast as I could toward the elevators. I pushed the button and then braced the wall as a contraction started again. The elevator button turned off, I didnt see any doors open so I hit it again, it turned off, nothing, hit it again, still nothing. IN A PANIC thinking I cant do stairs, I started pushing the elevator button frantically on/off/on/off/on/off...Until a nurse walked thru the front doors, and like a scene from the exercist my head turned in her direction and with a deepened scary voice I asked "Do the elevators in this place work".  At which she looked at my pain strickened face and said honey the one on the end is open. I FELT LIKE A DUMBASS! But she just as nice as she could be said  "Let me get you a wheelchair".

Skip ahead and I was wheeled to the delivery room, where I was asked a bunch of STUPID questions before being asked the one I wanted to answer.
Are you at least seventeen?  YES
Have you seen a physician for this pregnancy? YES
Where there any problems with this preganncy? NO
QUestion... DOnt care
Question ...Dont Care
Question...Dont Care
DO YOU WANT AN EPIDURAL.....HELLL YES!!! PAGE HIM NOW....DRUG ME NOW!!!! PLEASE

Once he got there I was immediately happier! Once he gave me the epidural...I had to wait fifteen minutes thru more contractions and then I fell back asleep it was awesome. I dont remember a two hour maybe three hour period of my life, and I am okay with that.

When I woke up, Taylor was by my side and the clock read 11:15 a.m. The nurse Vicky said Im going to check and see how your doing, and said the doctor wants us to go ahead and break your water. I said okay. She lifted the covers and to her surprise...My water had already broken. She said you didnt feel it. I just looked at her and said I cant feel anything and smiled. She then asked me to push. I couldnt do it! I could barely move...Taylor lifted me up,and she said for me to push, I think I pushed but Im really not sure. She said okay you just lay back and I will be back in a few. Around noon she came back with the doctor. Taylor texted my mom, to tell her she better get here or she and daddy would miss it. Five minutes later she walked in the door. The doctor told me push, and once Taylor and the nurse put me in the general direction they want me to push, I pushed and pulled up on my legs. After about four of those the doc said since you used the Vaccum on your son's delivery Im gonna use it with her. . . Of Course I agreed....

I would have agreed to giving him my car or rocketing to the moon, on those drugs...They were awesome!

Two pushes (maybe three) later and EXIE MADISON MILLER was born at 12:20pm. She weighed 9 pounds 8 Ounces, and has a full head of hair! SHE IS GORGEOUS ( i realize I am biased but take a look).




JUST BORN



2 Days old at the HOSPITAL...



Doing one of her favoritest things so far....Getting a bath in the tub.

OVERCOOKED...BUT NOT FOR LONG!

What a great listener you have been Exie Madison!!!!

So you have officially gone over your due date, when nobody thought that you would!!!

Tomorrow, unless you decide to surprise us tonight, you will be induced and come into the world! I am hopeful it will be a painless labor, but Im sure that is just wishful thinking.

I have loved every single moment since finding out you were in there. I have loved every single hard kick to the gut, or head butt to the bladder (even though they were a little painful, and most times in public). I cannot wait to see your beautiful face. I love that you have kept mommy surprised as to what you look like (because all we got a glimpse of what your hand over your face), and when you were coming...I am completely Surprised you have stayed over five days overdue! I can tell you are going to be your own little lady....and I absolutely positutely cannot wait to meet you!

Will you be like your brother and your daddy and have dark hair and olive skin, or will you be like mommy with bleachy blonde white hair and very fair skin?

Daddys lips? Mommys eyes? The anticipation is getting me....its like a Christmas present, I cannot wait to get!!

Your big brother is ready to meet you too...HE has informed everyone that asks that his baby sister will be arriving on Friday! He has snuggled you for the past week and given you smoochie kisses goodnight, and talked you, and promised he would change your diapers, except for the stinky ones!  I just know you and he are going to be the best of buds.

Daddy can't wait either. He has stayed up the past few nights later than usual I think in anticipation of me waking up in the middle of the night telling him it is time to go..He is nervous but he tries not to show it, and he absolutely cannot wait to meet you either. You and he are gonna be best buds.

We love you little one, and will meet you soon! A big bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck!!

39 weeks and counting

EXIE you are STILL in there....39 weeks, and counting...

I am so proud of you for listening to your mama and staying in the tummy so mommy could get some stuff accomplished.

We now officially have a nursery. Yep its pretty much done with a couple of little tweeks here and there it will be perfect, but those things I can do when you get here. Im so excited to meet you I just cant wait. But stay in there a little longer, I know I appear miserable on the outside, especially when getting out of chairs, but I am thrilled to have you still in my belly.

I feel every little move that you make and every little kick, but I know it is well worth it. . . So why stay in there for a little longer, why you ask, well Grammy and Gumpy have gone on a beach trip and I want them to be here when you arrive, I AM by no means telling you to stay in there until you are twelve or anything but a few more days won't hurt anything. Stay in there until uncle Justin's birthday would you, it is your official due date...July 7th, 2012.

The office here has started a baby guessing pool, just like what we did with your brother, and I have to tell you lil one that they are beginning to drop like flies so stay in there an keep them all guessing. Just don't come out a fourteen pounder, mommy couldnt take that.


Some of the things mommy is loving right now....
CRUNCHY ICE....I never not in a million years like crunching ice it actually gives me the hibby jibbys but I see a SONIC and I have to stop for their little crunchy ice. ITS nutty to me.

RAISIN BRAN CRUNCH-NO SUGAR ADDED. WEIRD RIGHT.

Strawberrys, with sugar.

ANYTHING SWEET. . . Cookies, Candy, Cake, you name it I will shove it in the pie whole.

Some of the things mommy is not loving right now.
ITS HOT, HOT like anywhere I go!!!!
Being GASSY like everywhere I go.
Being EXHAUSTED from the moment I wake up to the moment I go to bed. its hard to keep my eyes open.
NOTHING FITS. > I mean I am even having trouble with the limited amount of maternity wear that I did buy fitting me. I am wearing the same things constantly, and I hate that.
The fact that mommy likes crunching ice.....it gives me the hibby jibbys but I have to do it.
HUNGER-24/7 I can throw down a bucket of chicken and ten minutes later I am starving.

Stay in there little EXIE keep cooking til your done. Mommy loves you and cant wait to meet you lil one.

Dear Baby Exie,

I am so excited to get to meet you in the near future. But if you could do mommy a major favor and stay in there at least four more weeks that would be awesome, The only reason I ask is because…you see,,,,.I AM SLACK!

Baby Exie the race is on! I have been working a full time job and a part time job, and trying to be a good mommy to your brother (who by the way cannot wait to meet you either), and I have hit the exhaustion uncomfortable walking, and generally moving phase of the pregnancy. I have neglected getting things together that I should have. You know the little things, like your nursery. Thats right your mom has been ultra-slack. And I will be the first to tell you not to procrastinate when doing your homework, but in reality I PROCRASTINATE, and have all my life. I still have to get the crib together (I actually have to get the crib to my house, find the décor, get the rest of the furniture, and not to mention cleaning out the room, hanging up your clothes, Washing your clothes….putting the baby toys together….and oh in general what every mommy should have done by now, so pretty much everything. But I make you a promise little Exie, if you cook for the proper amount of time and get here around July 7^th, I promise to have most of these things done and ready for your arrival.

So here is the checklist of things I haven’t even gotten too:

• Clean out new babys room (it is currently the office/toy room/catchall for our home) so that should be easy right----LIE TO ME People
• Rip out Carpet in baby’s room and put in new hardwoods- okay so this isn’t for me to do but I have been told that Taylor is on it (which let’s just hope this goes a little faster than the other projects he has done) I am actually super excited about this we purchased the hardwoods for your room this past weekend and your mommy may be lacking in getting it done department she does not lack in the paying less for it department. Your Brazilian cherry hardwoods cost mommy $200. AND they are gorgeous. I can’t wait to show you, although I am sure you will probably care less.
• CLEAN BABY ROOM (like with Pledge, and BLEACH, and stuff)
• Assemble Crib and figure out where it is going in baby room
• Get Diaper Changing station Topper for Dresser
• Layout the rest of the furniture- Seeing as to I only have one piece of the furniture currently this should be easy.
• Buy the rest of the furniture and prep it ( I am doing Shabby Chic, and am in current need of an armoire/chifferobe, chair, mini cabinet, all of which I plan to sand/scrape/dip/etc, prim and paint before I put them in the room)

I really want this one but I cant afford the price tag….

 

• Assemble Swing/Chair Contraption
• Put up Artwork
• Pack a Hospital Bag

AMENDMENT: Okay so Exie if you would like to stay in there until the end of the year (just don’t get too big) please feel free to do so, as your mother has been ultra slack, and needs fifty years to get ready for you.

PS  I did get something done this week… HOW CUTEY PATOOTEY YOUR BIG BROTHER IS

Pregnancy Quiz

What do you love best about being pregnant?
It is the way that I can feel her move at all hours,
Looking down and seeing a foot sticking out of the mound that used to be your stomach can have a creep you out effect, but I love feeling her move.

What do you hate about being pregnant?
This is a double answered question:
The gas. Maybe this is TMI but I swear within five seconds of any kind of food going into my mouth I am gassy. Unnaturally so. I mean I wish I felt comfortable taking a bean-o just so that I dont burp or fart in public but I don't like taking medicine when I am pregnant. So I avoid it. So if you know me just be forewarned, if I walk away quickly you should probably do the same.

The clothing. I hate maternity clothing. I mean who decided that when you get pregnant you need to wear a sack with a rope tied around it. Or even worse a shirt that doubles as a tent. Its not cute I havent found one thing in maternity that I like. I decided since this was the second go round I was going to try and avoid buying anything maternity....BIG FAIL i had to break down and buy some pants, but only because the button popped off my real ones.

What is the weirdest thing you have experienced so far?
People-whom I do not know just really wanting to touch me. I was in the grocery store the other day and a man (whom I didnt know) felt the urge to put his hand on my belly and ask when I was due. I know I probably gave him the weirdest "are you really touching me?" look known to man but it had to be done. I don't know you and your hand is on a part of me. I hate totally strangers feeling like they automatically get to touch you.

Do you think you are hormonal?
 Of course I am. I have instantly turned into a girl who will melt down and cry, and get emotional over stuff that is nothing. I also seemed to let my emotions go.  I am so not a cryer in normal life but in pregnant life, I need a tissue at the mention of anything that could be sad.

What have you been craving?
UM what havent I, one minute its sweets, like I NEED A BROWNIE, and then I really need a chocolate, and then I really really need some frosted Mini Wheats, or Raisin Bran Crunch. THank goodness nothing salty everytime I eat anything salty I gain fifteen inches.

Any weird cravings like pickles and ice cream?
I did crave a bread and butter pickle and really wanted it on a pizza roll, but I refrained, from putting them together the second thought kinda grossed me out.

How much weight have you gained?
I plead the fifth. Thank you!

Any complications?
Reaching something on the floor, esspecially after meals. Getting up from chairs, and not peeing three hundred times a day.

What is the baby's name?
Exie Madison Miller

And thats what I got for Easter!!!

I was so excited for Easter Sunday, as was my son Jax! From the moment I said we were going to dye Easter Eggs to talking about the Easter Bunny he was on high alert, and ready to tell anyone that listens what he wanted for Easter.

So I told him on Saturday, after work that we could dye Easter Eggs, and you would think I put a million toys in the kids hands. It was hilarious, he immediately ran down the road to his buddy's Anna and Zoie's house and told them what we were up to. He promptly  invited them to come and join us, he forgets to check with his mama, on many occasions.

I only had one dozen eggs so it was time to send out for reinforcements. I had to send T out to get 2 dozen more, which on the Saturday before Easter its a miracle in itself that he found some. I wonder if chickens realize when Easter is coming and they are put on high alert?

So we got to dying. And apparently those little Egg holder maboobs, are not made for humans. We had quiet a few casualties in the egg department. So I decided yeah kids just stick your hands in the dye it will probably wash off, right.....Right? (in case you arent aware thats not right).


While this did work much better than the stick, the clothes they were wearing and there arms and hands were dyed nice bright pink and deep deep purple, with a side of green going up their arms. The kids loved it, although I am not sure it matched their Easter Apparel. OOPSie!

Well once that was done it was time for a movie, NANNY MCPHEE 2! Which Jaxson asked about five million questions thru but I think he really liked it. Then time for Bed because if you dont sleep that Easter Bunny won't visit you right? RIGHT.

Well all I had to do the next morning to get him up was mention the word Bunny and it was like he had been hit with a bolt of lightening. Even his momma couldnt keep up. He ran to the couch to find his daddy sound asleep, and watching the history channel, Jax was so upset, he thought the Bunny forgot him, or his daddy smooshed his presents. It was quiet funny until Jax realized that maybe he should check his toy room.....

Our little monkey made out like a fatt bandit! That Easter Bunny sure did think he was good. He made out with every kind of chocolate candy out there....Snickers, Twix, Baby Ruths, Butterfingers. (Funny thing T eats chocolate, Jax not so much who is really benefiting from this???), and pretty much every other kinda candy was in that basket too (Runts, Sour Patch Kids (his and mommys personal favorites, Sprees, Sweettarts) his teeth are gonna fall out. He also got some educational toys like the tag reader and three new books, which he didnt really care too much about after seeing his brand new NERF glow in the dark shooter and Remote control Car (Bunny liked him). He casted the books to the side and promptly riped open the gun and begged us to help him get into the packaging of the disc/bulllets.

He did pause to mention that the bunny really liked daddy because he brought his favorite chocolate, and apparently mommy was bad because the bunny didnt bring me anything. I couldnt help but laugh when I shoved three....okay six sour patch kids in my mouth.

After a few minutes playing with the new goodies, we started getting ready for church, Thats when I realized what I got for Easter, A big FAT swollen STYE on my eye. I had realized my eye hurt when I went to bed the night before but didnt think much of it. I washed my face and just went to sleep. It felt a little tender when I woke but again didnt think much about it, until I looked in the mirror. MOVE over QUASIMOTO, momma's in town, only my hump was in the front. Booooooooo! I looked terrible, and I couldnt stop wanting to rub it. But we went to church anyhoooo.  See my easter photo below.....

It was a good service, I was a little tired so I couldnt really focus which is terrible but true, and once it was over we went home, and I laid down, and passed out in the best pregnant sleep coma I have had in a very long while, after about three and half hour nap, I woke up and played a bit with Jax. My eye was starting to bug me at this point but I decided we may want something for dinner so I pushed it to the side of my brain. So after a late Easter trip to Bilo we made steaks, and potatos, yum. Then I got on the computer to try and figure out how to COMBAT this icky deformity on my eyelid. WARM Compresses, Baby Soap, GOLD, I tried everything, and then I went to bed....

THAT CRAP didnt work one bit. I LOOKED SERIOUSLY DEFORMED on Monday morning, and the worst part I had to go to Work. UGH. I wore sunglasses all day, and tried to keep from rubbing it. 

Continuing with all of the treatments I found posted, but nothing worked.....IT got angry, actually peed off, and got bigger and then started swelling my eye together. PS that sucked made me look worst than Quasi moto, its almost humerous but not really.. Anywhoo, it wasnt until today Friday 13th that the stinking thing has gone down somewhat, so that I look somewhat recongnizable. So I guess Jax was right, that bunny didnt like me very much, now did he?   

I think I am living with a CHEATER

I know I know I should probably post something happy and lie about what is truely going on in my life because I am sure that is what people want to read about but quiet frankly I am above that, and I need to get this out.

DISCLAIMER: I AM PREGNANT and apparently that means I am an emotional wreck that must cry at every and any little thing that happes, so things that seem out of whack to me probably arent so much to that person without a million hormones running through their body.

Noticing:

I first noticed something odd about three weeks ago. T- my fiance, the man I have lived with for eight years and have an adorable child with started getting calls late at night. He told me that he had two older ladies in his math class at Tech that would call him for help with their homework and tutoring with things they didnt understand. I shrugged and said okay because I have been in College I know that sometimes you don't start homework until the hour it is actually due, and that yes you may in fact have forgotten what you learned four classes ago. I also didnt think much of it at the time because all of their homework is graded and T actually has one of the highest grades in his class. If I was struggling in class I would seek him out too. 

Then last week T tells me that one of these "ladies" had invited us to her housewarming party, but that he had declined for both of us without even telling me about it. But she started texting him about it at 10:30 and 11:00 p.m. on the night of the party. Weird...Yes but still didnt really think anything of it. 

EXCUSE ME
So last night in my usual pregnant exhausted stumper when I came in, T was working on homework. He had painted and the house was kinda stinky with fumes so I went to the bedroom and laid down for a bit. Got up forced myself to eat some dinner, and then went to bed for the evening around 1230pm. T was in the living room watching tv. He usually will fall asleep out there and wake up a couple hours later and come get in bed, so nothing fishy with that. But at 4:00AM, I woke up having to pee (headbutt to the bladder), I heard the tv and the lights were on, so I went in the family room to wake T up and tell him to come to bed. HE wasnt there......

I checked our office, no body there, our dog bailey, who I personally put in his cage was not in the house. T hadnt fallen asleep in our son's room, and he wasnt in any other room of the house. I checked outside, and the lights were off except in the sunroon, but no T there......I waited for a little bit, about ten to fifteen minutes, then went and looked outside again. THE CAR WAS GONE. Now, this is when it hit me! He has left the house at 4AM without a note, a text message, a post-it on the head, nothing, nada, not one thing to indicate where he was or when he might be coming home. So I wait about five more minutes, and call him on his cell phone. His response was.......I just left I will be home in a minute.
It took him approximately ten minutes to pull in the driveway...This is what he tells me.....
Derrek, next door (neighbor), was really drunk and got in his car and said he was going to waffle house to get some food. I havent seen him for a while so I went to check on him.

WHAT? QUE? what the fart?

Is it just me or is that about the lamest excuse ever. If you were truely worried about Derrek the next door neighbor then wouldnt you just offer to drive his truck to Waffle House, instead of letting a drunk guy get behind the wheel? Secondly, who made you his momma? What makes you think you shoudl get in our car and drive around looking for this drunk person? Last, you have been drunk, you know that while you may say while intoxicated that you are going to Waffle House, you may end up at Waffle House/Taco Bell/Burger King in the next town.


So needless to say I got virtually no sleep last night, and I cant get over this nagging feeling that something isnt right!!!!I think I am living with a cheater.  ANY ADVICE would be gratefully appreciated.

From Blue to Pink

SO yes I am exhausted.
I must update... I have hosted a baby shower for a friend, two weekends ago, worked an additional fifteen hours, then hosted my sons fabulous superhero party, working an additional seventeen hours this past week. So EXHAUSTED well I need a new word for that meaning. But its done, and I have some absolutely adorable pictures to show of the entire party.
SUPER HERO's galore! just apparently not on the camera I brought today...Ooops so those will be loaded another time.

I have been thinking lately, about all things girly. AND of course its because we are having a girl but I cant' really come to imagine what she will look like. I mean I have the blob from the ultrasound but there is no hair on that blob. I guess in that department I imagine ringlets of curls...BLONDE sorry T. But as for her face...I dont know Jax came out looking the spiting image of his daddy so I hope that this one will have a little of me and maybe t's lips, and ability to tan.
My other thoughts lead me to the nursery and I have found the most adorable dresser and its PERFECT. It was posted on Craigslist, and I needed it so I was lucky enough to call the seller up and get over there in a hurry and nab it before someone else did.
 What do you think......PERFECT RIGHT??

And yes that is her initial right there in the center...Like I said PERFECT!

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Now if I could just figure out what colors I want to the soon to be baby room. I am at a lost here. I do NOT want to do pink...NOPE not a fan of pink pink and more pink when it comes to design. But I was thinking like a pinkish red. With some accents in white or even a light grey with accents of pink blue and yellow. I have pottery barn ambition but not the Pottery Barn budget. I really want a white crib even though logic states to use Jax's old one.  Jax's is ebony and to dark for what I was thinking. SO what to do what to do???? Maybe there will be one at the upcoming consignment sale.

I still think I am in disbelief! IM EXCITED beyond belief but its hard to transition from being a mommy to a lil boy.. Where i literally only think trucks, trains, and airplanes, and have for the past four years, MY BABYS turned four Yall...I cant believe it. To getting to think about dance classes (something I can't wait for i love dance), and fairys, princesses, and tea parties with princes. And pink purple, purses, makeup, and BOWS. 

 

WE ARE HAVING.......A.............

I know that you probably could care less about what i write with a title like that because if you're out there you just want to know what it is...I am ecstatic today.

Taylor and I went to the doctor for the sonogram!!!!! This one was great, our first time around with Jax the ultrasound was not so great, that doesnt even cut it, it sucked. A time that should have been fabulous and fantastic for us first time parents was ruined by a ultrasound tec who treated us like crap. She made it impossible for me to see anything she kept the screen turned, and when I attempted to look she told me I was messing her up and to lay back down. She was teaching someone which is what makes it worse. She was more concerned with showing the student, than the first time mom to be who had been anxiously waiting on pins and needles to find out what her little pnut was, looked like, did in her tummy all day, etc. All in all that was a horrible experience, one that I was hopeing would not reoccur this go round, and IT DID NOT! Thank you GOD, you are glorious! GOD put Amanda Green in that office today just for us. I know it!

We arrive, and were brought in. The UTech was as cute as a button, and so completely sweet, she had three kids of her own. When we came in she immediately made us feel at home. U know the typical come in pull your pants down, and your shirt off, and here some KY, feel at home. Taylor and I were already at ease within the first thirty seconds.

Amanda took her time and showed us everything! Head, bone, heart, butt, back of head which baby bubbles was more than happy to show us alot of. She is the most awesomeus ultrasound tech ever she showed us the feet, tummy, and baby bubbles was not so inclined to show us what it was. But Amanda was determined to get that shot no matter how long it took (love her), and several times this momma (who has absolutely no idea what the big blob of goo on the screen was,  thought she saw something, but turned out it was feet).

Well here it is the moment you have all been waiting, and if you cheated and scrolled down, well thats fine too because BABY BUBBLES is a.............

That special time of year

There comes a time every year that is so magical that I absolutely love it!
Im not talking about Christmas, I am undoubtedly a NERD! (notice all caps) but I absolutely love when my son's birthday comes around.
ITS my favorite. Don't get me wrong I love the birth of baby Jesus and celebrating when he rose, but I absolutely love planning and executing my son's birthday!

It was such a special day, the day I met him even threw exhaustion and drugs I knew he was a keeper.
I remember that I never really got to have great thought out birthday parties each year as  a child , and that I LOVE doing it for him.
So what do I have up my sleeve for his birthday party. HE is turning the big 4!
Well last year we did PIRATES! and boy was it a hit. We went to the local gymnastics center and everyone walked to trampoline plank into foam blocks, then ziplined down into another set of foam blocks, made their own swords, and thoroughly had an awesome time. If I do say so myself.
I was torn this year between two categories so I went to the one who would know best...
Little man! and he chose the following:
duh duh duh daaaaaaa
SUPERHERO's Party. There is something about putting on his spiderman/superman/iron man/transformer costumes that just lights him up. And even though they don't have guns little man is always trying to incorporate his ray gun. Which scares off the monsters!

But this is not just any super hero party! This one will be equipped with capes and mask and a super hero training camp. Plus everyone will get their own superhero card (with their picture in a super hero pose). HOW AWESOME!

So I am currently working on this and came across this site SEWPLAINJANE.com where they sell custom capes for Kids 

 

How flipping adorable. and I thought in light of goodie bags what kid wouldnt want their own super hero cape! So I priced it and guess what? TOTALLY Cheaper than goodie bags! I am so stoaked!

 

Next step is to line up the party place, then INVITATIONs, and a guest list, then after that the ideal cake for such a big boy...he is turning 4 and that is huge to him. He is officially a big little boy. I have an idea of what I want and I cant wait to share with you guys until then....

ITS no Secret!!!

Okay so the pregnancy as of this moment.....Kinda is. Im fifteen weeks along, sixteen on Thursday....WOW the time has flown. And with the help of Dillards Clearance department and some fluffy clothes, I have decided to not make this one known like I did with my first just because, at work I feel like I was overlooked for a job that I was absolutely perfect for because they knew I was preggers, and then it just went from there...LONG STORY! I also cannot personally stand that people act as if you are incapable of the slightest movement when pregnant. NO let me lift that newspaper you shouldnt do that....WHich is why I contribute the nicety of others (which by all means I am grateful for in some situations) to my gaining waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay to much weight with the first baby...AND the god awful stretch marks that followed, and have stuck around. BAD NICE PEOPLE.

So while the pregnancy may be a secret-SHHHHHH for now its not a secret that I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want a baby girl!

Now I am by no means opposed to a boy, I mean I have a son. Who I love more than anything...He is my bestest good buddy! And he knows it! I love every waking moment with him and would truely die for him if need be! I love that he loves trucks, trains, and airplanes, and is all boy! But I really HOPE this is a little girl because I need some ribbons and curls, and little dresses with frilly lace and polka dots! Matchy matchy shoes, and hair other than my own. Dance classes, and gymnastics, barbie dolls and things that I can take part in and know exactly what they are, or they are supposed to do. (Im am constantly asked what certain trucks and tools do and I honestly have NO idea) I just need some girl to go with my boy....I dont think that is bad, or wrong of me is it?

I have even begun to refer to the baby as a her, a she, little princess. my girly girl. My little M. I cant wait to find out and then to meet BUBBLES. (thats the name I gave her for inside my belly)

Well a little update from the old Doctor....As of January 5th, 2012-Although I do not look it, and certainly do not believe it...(I think it was a fluke, but I will take it) I am down eight pounds who knew to loose weight just get knocked up. I have been trying to get rid of extra pounds for three years now....
Stats I care about: 
Pants: don't fit without elastic, or rubberband, a pair of pliers, or just removing the button altogether.
Shirts:  have to be fluffy/flowey, or a mans or else in my mind you can definitely tell something.
Underware: Little known thing about pregnancy but it sucks....Just go up a size...or two. Unless you like the pulling/tearing sound made when sitting down, or the idea of fabric slidding in your butt crack. Trust me either instance NOT FUN.
Drinking: at least two Dasani's (sometimes by force) a day.
Eating: about six meals, one of which consist of two cutie oranges (yummy).
Calorie Count:...I have no idea! I have just been putting the food in there, who cares about counting it (dont hate).
Peeing: at least sixty times a day-WHAT FUN!
Skin-A little itchy so lathering up the lotion. Trying Mustela-9 Mois.
Hair-Looks like crap, I cant keep it from looking oily, and therefore it is up on my head more often than not.
Energy Level- Dragging ass....can barely keep up. MUST take nap.
Baby-still in there and I still feel bubbles.

Well as always I will keep you updated. Drop me line I would love to hear from you....really anybody.