Life, love and preggo hormones!

August 31, 2010 at 6:10 am (Uncategorized)

In the last few days, a few friends have asked about how Hubs and I met, so then I got a little sappy.  Now, I’m going to share with the virtual world!  Once upon a time, in a land far far away… wait, wrong story…

When I was 18, my best friend starting dating this guy.  Bestie starting telling me about his roommate and saying we’d be so “perfect”.  Since her previous dating suggestions were a little far off, and this guy was 10 years older than me, I declined.  For about a year, I blew her off every time she encouraged me to meet him.  Then came December 31st, 2003.  Bestie fought me tooth and nail to go with her to a New Year’s party at her boyfriend’s house.  I wasn’t a partier, I didn’t drink, and I hated being “Party Mom” all the time, but I went anyway.  Around 10 or so, this guy walks in the door in grubby work clothes; work boots, faded black carpenter jeans (that just happened to be from the same retail store I worked in), a hooded sweatshirt and a beanie.  But, he was still cute.

We started talking and it turned out he was the old roommate.  Even though he didn’t live there anymore, he would bring his dog over to that house while he worked.  He’d just gotten off work and was swinging by to pick up the dog before going to another friend’s party.  We chatted for a while and I thought I was hot stuff in my heeled boots, tight jeans, black shirt, corduroy jacket and cute belt.  Bestie, who was very drunk by this time, decided to nose her way in several times and encourage our conversations.  After about half an hour or so, he said he needed to leave to get ready for the other party he was going to.  He said he’d come back to grab the dog on his way to the other party.  His friends all said “ah, he won’t come back.  He’s got his new cooler buddies to hang out with!”  Apparently, since he’s moved out of that house, he hadn’t been hanging out with those guys much.

He came back.  I happened to spend the first few minutes of his 30th birthday with him  We talked until about 1, but I had to go home to get to bed.  I had to work in the morning.  I lost any nerve I’d gotten and couldn’t bring myself to leave him my number.  I left kicking myself.  For a week, I bugged my friend to find out if he was interested in me.  Finally, she gave me his number.  It took me a few more days to gather the nerve to call him.  That’s right, I called him.  It was January 12th, 2004.  Our first date was that Friday, the 16th.

From there on out, we were inseparable.  In the last 6+ years, we’ve only gone a handful of days without seeing each other.  At the time, I wasn’t looking for anything serious.  I was supposed to move in March for a promotion with the company I was working with.  I told him I was getting ready to move out of state.  Maybe that’s why dating was so easy for us.  I think we both thought it was casual and didn’t stress about it.  In the end of February, my boss asked if I was ready for my big move.  Right then and there, I told him I wasn’t going, that I couldn’t walk away from what we had going.  My boss asked if I was sure and wished me the best.

I can’t imagine now how my life would have been different if I hadn’t turned down that promotion, if I hadn’t taken that chance on love.  Maybe it’s the preggo hormones, but I’ve been reminiscing a lot lately.  About where we’ve come from, what we’ve been through and where we might be another 6 years from now.  As much as he drives me nuts, he’s an amazing guy and one heck of a great dad.  What can I say, I love the guy!

And, for what it’s worth, this is the dog that brought us together!

I miss Dodger so much!  It’s been almost 2 years since he’s gone to doggy heaven and I’m still convinced that no other dog could ever compare to him!

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12 week ultrasound

August 25, 2010 at 5:48 am (Deuce)

This morning I had my NT scan.  Originally, I was going to turn it down, but I was kind of looking forward to seeing Deuce again for a while.  Shocking, I walked in the door of the doctor’s office 2 minutes late.  I’m NEVER late for work, anything else in life is fair game for tardiness.  It’s actually a habit that drives me nuts, but oh well.  I expected a long detailed U/S, but it was fairly quick (I didn’t have an NT scan with Junior).  Well, except for the fact the Deuce was all.over.the.place.

It was pretty darn cute to watch and almost got this momma a little choked up.  I shouldn’t be surprised to see that he/she was moving so much.  I’ve been feeling a little bit of movement for the last week or so.  I’ve also had BOY in my head since then.  Now, we just have another two months to wait to find out if Junior is getting a baby brother or baby sister.

I’m still having morning sickness.  Fun.  This morning I was thinking “hmm… I think it’s been a few days since I’ve yakked.  Maybe I’m getting over this mess.”  I yakked 10 minutes later.  Lovely.  It’s officially the second trimester now.  I think it’s time to be done puking, thanks.

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Cheap, easy way to spruce up your kiddo’s room

August 17, 2010 at 9:43 pm (Uncategorized)

Change your kiddo’s bedding on the cheap.  I just found twin flat sheets for $3 each at Walmart.  Grab two coordinating colors (there’s also a few stripes and patterned ones too).  Sew them together along both of the long ends and one of the short ends; the fourth side will be where you’ll slip the old comforter in.  The edges are already hemmed for you!  Use whatever you want (ties, snaps, buttons, velcro, etc) for closures.  Just slip his/her old comforter in and you’re ready to go.  Grab a coordinating fitted sheet and pillow case to complete the look.

Since the sheets are so cheap, you could use them as fabric to make some curtains too.  They are kind of thin, so if you want them to block much light, you’ll probably want two layers.  I think I’m going to make some with tab tops for Junior’s room, but that’s not happening today.  When I get around to it, I’ll post some pics.

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General updates…

August 3, 2010 at 4:45 am (Deuce, Family, Junior)

Junior is stinkin’ amazing.  He just blows me away.  He can read all of his letters by name, upper and lower case, and knows the sounds of all of them too.  Although, occasionally, he’ll goof up a sound here and there, but hey, he’s two and a half.  That’s way more than I ever would have expected at this age, especially considering he was screened for autism a year ago.  We bought him a cute little bowling set last week and he LOVES it.

On Saturday, while I was at work, my brother and his family came over to the house.  When they were leaving, Junior was so upset, my sister-in-law asked if he wanted to spend the night.  Of course, he said yes.  They have two girls, one will be 7 in a couple of months, the other is just 6 weeks older then Junior, and he loves to spend time with them.  Then, last night, the girls came here to stay the night.  It was the first time they’ve stayed over here and it was great.  The kids were so tired, they went right to sleep.  This morning we all went to a park about 30 miles away to meet with my moms’ group.  We had a fabulous time.  I love the group and the kids did fantastic, but they were pretty over-tired by the time we left (let’s be honest, I was too!).  I’m really looking forward to having them stay over again.

Hubs’ job is still about the same.  Not enough pay, but a lot of overtime.  The thing that really stinks to me is the fact that there seems to really be no opportunity to move up.  I’d love for him to find something new, but I guess, we’ll just wait and see.

Deuce has been super rough on me.  I never had morning sickness with Junior, but this kid is making me feel like poo.  I’m so not digging this.  I really hope it passes soon.  And I’m exhausted.  Not tired, but seriously exhausted.  By the time Junior is in bed, I’m pooped, but of course, I’m usually hungry again by then.  Since I can only eat a little bit at a time, I’m hungry again in an hour.  Hubs has been quick to point out that I haven’t exactly been a joy this last month, but I swear, I’m trying to cut back the SuperWitch attitude.

I won’t get to see Deuce again for another week at my next ultrasound.  I’m still pretty sure that we’re just talking about Deuce, not Deuce and Tres, but we’ll see what happens!  Then again, at 9 weeks, I only have one pair of jeans that still fits.  I’m about to have to make the official move into maternity clothes.

Well, that’s about all the news for now!

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