June 16, 2010

Trying something new....

Today is a new day and it has actually started out pretty good. With the new and improved day, I thought I would try a new and improved blog design. I'm still working on it but thought I'd give this layout a try for a day or two and see where it goes. Who knows....you may come back tomorrow and it will be bright yellow. We'll see what it turns out looking like but I thought it was a good time for a change.

I woke up today and went to workout first thing this morning. At at about 5:15 a.m. I almost talked myself out of it as I was sooooo exhausted due to the lack of sleep from either getting up every hour to tinkle or the excruciating hip pains I constantly feel throughout the night or the fact that you can't just turn over in a light and airy fashion but you basically have to sit up and then turn, only to feel like an elephant when shifting the load and after you completed the simple task of changing sides you're basically wide awake as it took so much dang energy or the charley horse cramps I get every time I move my legs or the massive indigestion that I constantly feel when I'm in a horizontal position or the fact that Lola has been coming in our room every night around 3:00ish which basically means there are 5 of us in an uncomfortable queen bed (me, the baby in the belly, Clay, Lola and Lady Bird of course). Anyway, my list could go on and on. What boils down to is I'm not getting any sleep. Oh....I remember this from before. The fun of the 3rd trimester!!!

Speaking of....I'm officially in the 3rd trimester. YEA!!! Does that mean I'll see the light soon?!?!?! I certainly do hope so. I went in for my doc appt today after the workout. GREAT NEWS...I only gained 1 lb this past month. Boy, how it makes a difference in my attitude to come out of the doctor only 1 lb heavier vs. last month when I came out 9 lbs heavier. The difference....well, lets see....last month I could barely breath after they took my weight and couldn't hold my composure at all. I even wept in front of my doctor. All along I just couldn't wait to get to the car so I could let it all go. And, when I got to the car I did just that....cried hysterically to the point where I couldn't even speak or breath and everything has gone downhill ever since.

I was most frustrated b/c I continued to eat healthy (or should I say semi-healthy as I do have many slip ups) and workout so how in the world could I have gained so much weight???? At that point, I had no clue how I was going to survive this pregnancy. It was questionable if I actually would survive it. Anyway, my doc and my sister-in-law, Molly, talked me off the ledge. Now, today....ooohhhh so much better! Only 1 lb heavier so this means my exercise and watching calories is possibly paying off! I'm not sure I could have handled another big weight gain month. Even with the 1 lb gain this month, I've calculated everything out obsessively and I will have A LOT of work ahead of me once this baby is born but I can do it. I'm very bull-headed...I know I can do it. I just have to get that drive going. I plan to start training for another half marathon just after the baby boy (aka - Geranimo) gets here so hopefully that will get me in shape quick.

Of course, anymore it seems good news is always followed with some bad news. The circumstances were no different today. Although my weight gain seems to be in order, it appears my blood levels have dropped drastically over the past month and I've been diagnosed with anemia. What does this mean??? I don't know. But, the doctor says it certainly does explain the horrible exhaustion I've felt over the past week or so. She said the baby is basically sucking all the nutrition out of me. This is good b/c it means the baby is getting nutrition but it's also bad b/c it means there is no nutrition left for me which translates into no energy. So, I have a prescription and have to start taking more iron and some other stuff. It's nothing serious but just another thing to deal with. At any rate, I'm glad there was a reason for my exhaustion and maybe I can get some energy back once I start taking the additional vitamins.

Now to the weekend. We had a good one. Very relaxing and got stuff done which is good. I was out of my element. I actually stayed home and didn't do much. This is VERY unlike me. I typically have to be constantly blowin' and goin'. Of course, now that I found out my blood count is down and I'm anemic, it all makes sense why I was out of my element. Even though we stayed in most of the weekend (avoiding the heat), we did get a lot done around the house. I finished getting Lola's room and the nursery organized and got the closets cleaned out. We still have tons to do but we're making some headway. BTW.....baby bed...I'm having custom bedding made. This is the bumper fabric which I'm having lined with orange cording:

And this is the skirt.

The sheet is also custom and it will be different shades of orange polka dots. I think it will be real cute. I'm then throwing in some other adorable prints for the chair, pillows, etc. I CAN'T WAIT for it to all be done. Should all come together within the next month or so I hope. Woohoo!!!

Anyhow, back to the weekend. With the downtime, Lola just trotted around the house and had a good ol' time. One of the things she loves is to put on her "dancing skirt" and "dance fast". I'm not sure why she says "dance fast" but this is her new thing. Of course, she never will "dance fast" by herself. Either Clay or I always have to be up and at em' with her. It was much harder for me due to my energy level but somehow I still toughed it out. Since I'm such an awesome dancer myself, I tried to teach Lo some new moves other than just moving her legs really fast and stomping around (aka - dancing fast). I tried to teach her to shake her booty and wave her hands in the air and some other technically challenging dance moves. I have to say she catches on pretty quick and has some groove. Attached are some pics from our very adventurous Saturday at home:

"Dancing fast" in her "dancing skirt". This went on for a couple hours.

Lovin' her new hat!

Riding her new vintage horsey that I got on the side of the road for $15. What a steal!!! Best deal of the year. I mean seriously...how awesome is this horse??? Pretty much old school all the way! Since we've had the horse at our house, we've had people tell us they had seen it in different areas on South Congress the weeks prior. Apparently this guy hauled this thing everywhere. Rumor has it that the night before we purchased it, the horse was at Continental Club and some intoxicated folk had a wild ride on this little guy. I'm glad it finally found a good home. Lola loves it too!

And, nothing like ending the night with some reading. Lola has always loved reading but right now she is obsessed with it! Literally, if she could do it all day every day she would. Although reading is beyond great, Clay and I don't have it in us to read the same books over and over and over. Sometimes we have to promote other activities such as lying still and doing nothing...that never works of course.

BTW...who has the buddha belly now??? Lola's is gone and mine is growing (along with other things but we won't talk about that now...ugh)!!!!

June 11, 2010

Hello again!

I know everyone is tired of pulling up the blog only to see Creepy again. Frankly, I'm tired of thinking about Creepy being the last blog I posted. It's been so long! Lately, I haven't been able to find the time or energy or the will for that matter to get a blog posted. I don't want to go on and on with my complaints and sorrow stories but I think I will anyway....
It pretty much all boils down to pregnancy (imagine that). I still hate it more than you could ever imagine. I now fear that I've lost myself completely in this pregnancy. Will I ever be back to normal? Will I get my body back? Will I ever be truly happy again? Has this pregnancy sucked everything out of me? Who am I anyway? I know this all seems a little melodramatic but I really don't know the answers to those questions as I feel like I'm constantly walking around like a zombie and when I think about pregnancy I just cry. Of course, it's hard not to think about pregnancy every waking minute of the day when I'm carrying a huge load that reminds me of it constantly....30 lbs worth exactly...ugh. I try to maintain some sort of happiness cover for Lola and Clay. Just because I'm miserable doesn't mean I have to make them miserable too. Of course, I'm not sure I'm succeeding in this area with Clay. I think he's pretty much miserable too. He told me the other day that he isn't going to listen to it anymore in a VERY stern manner. Naturally, I cried! I'm still very perplexed by those people who love being pregnant! I wish I were one of those people....I really do.

Now, to make matters worse, the second thing I hate most after pregnancy are birthdays. Today, I have the honor of not only being 7 months pregnant but it's also my birthday. UGH! A VERY depressing combination. For those of you who have tried to contact me to give me Happy Birthday wishes..."Thank You" and please don't be offended when I don't respond. I have a hard time functioning on my birthday. I'm not sure why! I'm 34. Old but not too old I guess. I don't think it's the age that gets me. I'm not sure what it is. However, whatever it is...I don't like it and I typically stay to myself...and cry of course.

Yes, I've now spent the past 7 months feeling sorry for myself for being pregnant and miserable. The thing is most everyone goes through pregnancy at one point and they don't whine and cry the whole time. I didn't with Lola. Although I didn't love it, I embraced it somewhat and was a happy pregnant woman. As I've tried to explain to Clay, I'm not intentionally trying to make myself feel this way. I just can't help it...literally! I actually don't even know why I hate it so much. I now have less than 3 months to go. As of now my delivery date is August 30th. Surely I can make it. I keep hoping it will get better soon and I'll see the light at the end of the tunnel but I don't. WHERE IS THAT DANG LIGHT?????????????? So for now, I'll just keep truckin' along and hope time will starting flying by at one point. In the meantime, I long to have my body back (Will it come back???), I long to be able to run again, I long to have an adult beverage, I long to drink a diet coke or coke guilt free, I long to be able to sleep on my back again, I long to have my sense of sanity back and I long to finally hold that baby in my arms vs my stomach.

Enough about me...now on to Miss Lola. This girl continues to keep us going. Right now she's not feeling quite right so I think I'm going to take her to the doctor this afternoon. She's not eating and we've had several sleepless nights. But, during the day she seems to feel great so I don't know. I figure I may as well go ahead and eliminate a potential ear ache prior to going into the weekend.

I'll have to catch you up on all of Lola's new doings shortly. One thing that she's been doing lately that kind of drives me loony is she actually has an opinion about what she wears. She wants to pick out her own outfits. On one hand I love it b/c it's a way for her to express her independence and ability to make decisions and her love for fashion of course but on the other hand I like to pick out her outfits every day. I'm very particular about what I put on her and I like everything to be perfect from head to toe. When she insist on wearing bright turquoise flip flops over her little yellow flats with a certain outfit, it makes me somewhat frustrated. But I finally give in as you can't argue with a 2 yr old (I learned this lesson the hard way). I went on a shopping spree for Lo the other day...it was accidental. I intended to buy nothing and came out with more than nothing...oops. Anyway, that's beside the point. I bought her this adorable jumper:

And, this adorable skirt:

Which I though would be adorable with this little Boston Terrier tee:

Well, Lola wouldn't go for it. She ABSOLUTELY refused! She wanted to wear the jumper with the skirt with her bright turquoise flip flops with rhinestones (yes, rhinestones!) that I hate with a passion. On top of that, she wouldn't let me put her stringy hair up in cute little pig tails. So, here's how this potentially adorable outfit turned out.

Still adorable b/c it was her creation but I REALLY wanted her to wear it in a slightly different way. She's very strong willed and a bit hard headed. This is all part of what makes having a 2 yr old fun. Never lacks entertainment.

We did move her big girl room and started working on the nursery. It is all coming together really well and it is going to be so cute! Can't wait to post pics of it. Lola is CONSTANTLY talking about her baby brother. The other day when we were at Target she said "Mama (this is her new name for me), we have to get baby brother a pacifier". So we did. She's always very concerned about baby brother. She'll ask me "Mama, Is baby brother crying in your belly?" and has other interesting questions to go along with this one. We've been trying to show her lots of baby pictures of herself to hopefully help her understand more. I think she is starting to get it...at least as much as a 2 yr old can get it. It is pretty complex!

Anyway, I'm off to hide from the world. I figure the best way to do this is to go to a movie. I'm going to see Sex and the City 2 even though the reviews are horrible. I'm also going to treat myself with a large Sonic Coke vs. the medium. Yes, I've continued drinking 1 serving of caffeine a day with this pregnancy. Brana, my sister-in-law, had at least one big gulp a day (if not more) and Curry is not only perfectly fine but she is full of personality, is very advanced and very smart. So, maybe there's something to this caffeine thing. I can't deprive myself of everything. AND, my doc said one serving a day is fine. That little rant was mainly to convince myself it's ok...moving on....

Everyone have a good weekend.