Thinking

Today found me thinking about all of the people that I know that are so inspiring to me. I am truly lucky to know and be friends with all the people in my life. Its crazy to think when you’re living your life and wondering why some things didn’t go right, or at least not how you expected them to, and you stop an realize that it was probably all for a reason. To bring you to where you are now, to have you cross paths with all the people that have been brought your way for one reason or another. Maybe its family, someone you’ve worked with, or someone who took the time to smile at you or stopped to talk and get to know you. I am so extremely grateful for every soul I have met in my life. EVERYONE has taught me SOMETHING. Whether it be good or bad. Taught me what I want to be like, and whet I know I never want to be like. All these things have molded me into what I am today. And I have friends, my family loves me, and I have a wonderful husband and a baby on the way, so I can’t be too horrible, right?
Going back and reading some of the comments to my blogs, or reading other blogs that have given me things to think about, made me realize that Its ok to get older. I don’t have to be the cutest, skinniest person. I may not have been on a sports team in high school. I wasn’t the most popular, but that I am of value. I am worth knowing, I do my best to be a good person. I try to be one of those that people meet who is a positive light in people’s paths. I’m far from perfect, but I hope that I can impact people’s lives the way they have mine.

Happy Birthday!! and such...

Its been a while since I blogged, so I knew I needed to get on here soon, and my main motivation was that yesterday was my oldest nephew’s 8th Birthday!! And I wanted to say Happy Birthday, Skylar!! Skylar is such a wonderful and unique boy. Its hard to believe that he is already 8, yet so many times he seems much older. I feel very close to Skylar because I lived with Josh and Jalee when he was a baby and I helped to take care of him. Jalee wanted to take a job in Vegas and asked me if I’d come to help. I was overjoyed that she thought to ask me. I was more than happy to take this new adventure with them.

Skylar was such a good baby that it was well worth it. I was glad to be there during his milestones of crawling, walking, talking, etc. I am truly grateful to have had that opportunity to help Josh and Jalee. I’m sure there were times it was hard to have me be in the way, but it was a fun 10 months of my life.

Happy Birthday, Skylar, now you are 8 and its time for another milestone, your baptism. I am so happy for you and that you’re such a smart, fun nephew! I love you!!! And Thanks to Josh and Jalee who raised such a wonderful little man!

The pregnancy is going ok. I have still been pretty queasy and very tired. Many nights I fall asleep on the couch, and Rob has to wake me up to go to bed. Rob has been so wonderful through all this. He gets me anything I need. And, although, I have not yet made him run to the store in the middle of the night, for a craving, I know he would in a heartbeat. He’s been so good as to clean the kitchen while I am at work, and he makes dinner when I’m not feeling up to it. He also has taken over cleaning the cat pan, which is a must. I go in for my official 10 week ultrasound on Monday, and this will help us determine which doctor we will go to for the length of my pregnancy. I haven’t had any really strange cravings, just things that really sound good. Last week it was baked potatoes, and yesterday at work a sudden urge for tater-tot-casserole hit me pretty hard. So I left work in a hurry to get to the store and get making it. The strange thing is, I don’t remember my mom ever making it when I was little, I think I had it at friend’s houses. But last night I just had to have it! And it was delicious. Rob had never had it, but he really likes it, so that’s good. And if I had any cravings, Rob is eating along with me. He’s eaten most of the pickles and crackers we had. But then I don’t feel so bad. I’m already having problems fitting comfortably in my pants, I have a pair of workpants that sit higher on my waist and I wore those the other day and ended up getting sick several times, I think the tightness did NOT help. So I have to watch what I wear already. That’s ONE good thing with being pregnant in the summer, dresses and skirts will be easier to wear!
A couple weeks ago we finally made the decision to get rid of LaFawnda. It was a very difficult decision, but we could not afford all she was costing us already. Our old apartments are charging us $750 for just ONE spot on the floor, and we’ve done all we could to fight that, and get it lowered, but they will not budge. And she has completely ruined our LoveSac, but thank goodness we found out there’s free foam for life, so we have to find a way to dispose of the ruined foam and get to Vegas for replacement foam. And she was trying to find “new places” at our house now to urinate. We could NOT do that again, so we grudgingly gave her away. But Kip has been so sad and lonely, so we decided we should get a new kitten. So we found a lady that had some kittens and went and took a look. We instantly fell in love with one of them. He’s a persian and is so ugly, that he’s cute. :P
Look, mom, he's using the scratch post!!

We named him Gizmo, because he looks so much like Gizmo from the Gremlins movies.

So here’s our new baby.

He is the best kitten ever. He has not had any accidents at all and he’s good at nights and stays in the living room and kitchen. Kip is having a hard time with this new transition. The day we brought Giz home, Kip got attacked by a neighbor cat, so I think he has some trauma that he’s associating with the kitten’s arrival. We’ve let Kip go outside most of the day, and have let him stay in our bedroom and bathroom when he’s inside. He’s ok with that, but Rob thinks Kip is still sad and thinks we don’t love him anymore. I know it will take him a while to get used to the kitten, but right now its pretty hard. We have to hold the kitten way away when Kip comes through the house, and Kip hisses and runs away. Hopefully it gets better soon.
Kip being mad that he's made to wear antlers...

To the doctor...

Like I said in my previous post, I’ve felt pretty queasy, but that’s about it. I should have knocked on wood. On Tuesday in the early hours of the morning I woke to my head just pounding! I tried to go back to sleep, but it wasn’t happening. So I just laid there very still until my alarm went off. I got up to go take a shower and get ready for work. My head just got worse…Lovely…a migraine. I was out of my migraine meds, but I wouldn’t be able to take those anyway! My migraines are usually visually triggered (lights, glare, bright colors, etc), there is only one time I can remember getting one in the middle of the night, it was in middle school. Since it was further into the migraine, the blind spots were gone already, so I tried to just get ready for work anyway. I had too much to do to miss work. As I started showering, the pain got SO much worse that it made me nauseous and I started violently dry heaving in the shower. Rob heard me and came in right when I collapsed to the tub. I plugged the tub and took a bath instead and Rob got me water and crackers. So I ate those and tried to just keep getting ready. When I was out of the bath and trying to brush my hair and all that, I got so weak, so I laid down for a minute and a few minutes later had to get to the toilet. I was violently throwing up the crackers. This was NOT going to happen. I had been trying to get ready for over an hour now, and I was going to be NO GOOD at work. So I finally called my manager and she told me to stay in bed, and call the doctor. So I laid back down, and laying still seemed to help a little. Rob called my OB doc and they said they had nothing I could take that he should take me to the ER or Instacare. So Rob called my family doctor instead and got me an appointment in a couple hours. When we went in, the Dr. talked about what kinds of drugs are graded certain ways because they can’t be given to pregnant women, but they had a shot they could give me that wouldn’t hurt the baby. It had something for the pain and something for nausea in it. And since we all know how much I LOVE shots you can imagine my excitement. But I was willing to do anything to stop the migraine. So they gave me a hugely painful injection and said they wanted to do an ultrasound so we’d better know how far along I was and hopefully see the heartbeat. He told me I’d start to be out of it from the shot, but they did the ultrasound in time for me to see it. We saw the heartbeat and he measured the baby at almost 7 weeks. After that, I was in a daze, the shot totally knocked me out. I went home and laid on the couch, and was barely able to lift my head to eat some soup. Good thing Rob was home to take care of me, the headache eased quite a bit, which was good. And the Dr. suggested me to take Vitamin B6 3 times a day to ease the nausea, and that seems to help a bit, along with a prescription for anti-nausea. So hopefully things will start to look up. I can tell I’ve been gaining weight already, but that’s because at night my appetite comes back more, so I eat when I feel I can. Rob has been amazingly good with me, he’s been doing his best to clean the house, he’s had to take over cleaning the cat pan, of course, and he’s been doing most of the cooking. I’m grateful that I have such a wonderful husband. It was cute, last night he said that he’d been thinking about seeing the heartbeat, and how much more real it seems. He thinks about the baby a lot, he says. So adorable!! I am NOW knocking on wood when I say I hope things stay going well!

Christmas, New Years, and our Little Big Announcement.....

Its been a while since I blogged, I've been a little busy. Christmas morning started off with going to Rob's sister's house for the girls to open their presents, and have breakfast.


It had snowed and continued to snow, so it was kind of nice to have a little "white christmas" since they live in Dammeron Valley. Then we went home to relax, or something like that for a while before heading to my mom's in the afternoon.
Before we went to my mom's, something like this happened....

So I HAD to let my mom know...



So far I hadn't had any symptoms really, except being tired, so I was hoping I'd be all good. Since my mom wasn't so sure after 3 tests, I got a blood test done and it was also positive. We told Rob's parents the next week. We went over and gave her a onsie that said, "What happens at Grandma's stays at Grandma's". She thought it was cute, but then had to ask, "Are you trying to tell me something" so funny! I told Jalee by giving her a pacifier, but she just said, "oh, so cute!" and I said, "Its not for you...its for me" and she said, "well I don't want to assume things if I'm wrong", so I had to say, "I'm pregnant" and she said "REALLY?!" and She looked at Josh and said, "Josh" and he perked up and said "you are?!" all excited. It was funny that it didn't sink in for him until Jalee said his name! FUNNY.
We went to visit Sharise and Chris in Spanish Fork for New Year's and I felt VERY queasy the whole time. No food has sounded good, but I know if I eat a little bit all day it helps a little. Rob has been so good to me, he's so cute and excited. He makes sure I'm comfy and always asks if I need anything. Today I am 7 weeks, I "think". I guess there's a possibility that it could be longer, I have to wait and see the doctor in a few weeks. Anyway. It was a little sooner than we'd had been thinking, but that is totally ok. I'm pretty sure that Jalee was excited since she's pregnant too. :D I was not wanting to be pregnant and huge all summer, but oh well! I'll have to brave the 100+ degree heat here. Until August-ish.
I'll let you all know what my Dr. appointment brings.