Oh week 29...

So I have just wrapped up my 28th week of being pregnant... Scary and according to 'The Bump' I have 77 days until this little person is going to make it entrance into the world.. I hope this baby knows what it is in for : ) However I am glad this week is over the 3 hour GTT test is behind me and even though I don't know the results I really don't care... If I failed it wouldn't surprise me a bit it just seem how thing have been going and we have being dealing with all sorts of crap so why not that too, but still crossing my fingers for negative. I also managed to pick up a head clod which has been super awesome... my nose hurts so bad and I have been waking up at 5:50 a.m. to start my day because I am so over trying to sleep and poor Joe has to sleep with me... up half the night blowing, coughing, whining and all he wants is a goodnight sleep. I am feeling better today and ready to face my day... I did a ton of Christmas shopping yesterday but I feel that I am not quite done but I still have about 5 more days so we will see. Lucky for me I have only 3 day work week and then it is party time. Lucky for us one party is just a flight of stair away : ) Hopefully the baby will be in a kicking mood this weekend so other people can enjoy the excitement of there first kick of many from this baby... Joe has managed to feel it a couple times. I am not sure he loves it but he needs to know this thing has got a mind of its own and he doesn't have to put up with the baby fighting his underwear band because it is rolled funny. Signing off, Huge I mean Heidi :)

Christmas Spirt... what is that!?!

So as the next holiday approaches I am struggling to be excited... We had plans this year of being in our home and celebrating Christmas, Joe, Morgan, bun in the oven and I. I was getting excited and overwhelmed with decorating the house and starting our traditions... However on that horrible Nov. 20 evening our plans change with some disappointment and I like talking about this less then talking about our wedding plans. I am just one of those people who avoid and refuses to deal with stressful topics. This distraction makes the holiday seem so unexciting and unimportant... I am actually all for skipping Christmas all together but that is not an option but I can put it off as long as possible, which is unlike Heidi... I think I have my sister almost freaked out because I am the planner and she is the procrastinator. However thanks to the mass about of snow no true Christmas shopping happened. So I have about 5 days to get inspired and do all my shopping in one weekend, I have a few ideas of what to get some of our family... it is more useful the fun but living with my parents and the kids makes it easier to see what might be nice to have. The nephews is another story because what do you get little wild boys... Nerf guns... Can 1 year old shoot them? LOL!!! Well here's hoping to a great week minus my Thursday 3 hr GTT test and a weekend that doesn't make me wonder why I even get out of bed.

28 weeks and counting...

Well 28 weeks later and feeling bigger then ever but it is getting closer everyday. 'The bump' website reminded me it is about 84 days before we get to meet this little person... Scary!! I feel like we have so much to do but yet nothing to do being The Raymond refugees in my parents basement. I think the main goal is not to kill one another and find the humor in everything, however I feel like every weekend ends in disappointment. This weekend a drunk husband, 16.5 inches of snow and getting lost picking up said husband during the first 4-8 inches. Oh and topped off with a broken turn signal that just continues clicking faster then when the blinker is on. I have had this issue once before but it is even more annoying this time.

Morgan (the dog) has been enjoying the snow with Sammie (my parents Newfoundland) they run and wrestle in the snow like crazies... it is super cute. However yesterday Morgan was chewing on something in the yard and annoyed that Sammie was trying to fight her. I walked out to grab what she had to bring it in. It ended up being a white mini watering can. I handed her it in side and she grabbed by the handle and ran around trying to find a nice place to chew on it. Clearly it will not be doing much watering ever again... LOL! I think she doesn't mind the new home as she runs down half the stairs and looks to see what is going on. Based on this she decides if she should come down the rest or head back up for trouble.




Our home is looking pretty sad... they have ripped out our gorgeous hardwood floors and we finally received confirmation they are going to pull off the entire roof, trusses and all so it will be interesting to see how that goes will all the snow and mother nature going on in MN.

Cookie day 2010

Well I have survived another cookie day since I met my husband. This is basically a day we get together with my husbands mom, grandma, step-sister and some times sister to spend all day baking Christmas cookies. This year we made 18 different kinds of cookies, this year I was not able to join in on the mass amounts of adult beverages (wine and captain, diets) which was fine except the last few weeks all I have been thinking about how good it would feel to escape my life for one evening and just get ridiculously drunk, minus the hangover and chance of giving my child fetal alcohol syndrome... clearly I haven't lost it yet as I know this sound good in my mind but really we all know I would never. Being 27 weeks pregnant made the day just drag on and from being on my feet all day, to my stomach being so hard I could bounce a quarter off of it I am surprised I survived. now I am working on getting in the Christmas spirit even though I am not sure why anymore... I think I am going to lobby for Christmas in July maybe then it will turn out the way we plan.

Work Life...

So work has been a big distraction in my life. I work in life insurance and year end is always super crazy as people are trying to meet goals and make the big bucks. I recently switched teams and couldn't be happier about it. After almost 3 years I even got a new cube. I use to sit next to an older women who is married but has never had any children, she is pretty full of herself. She will talk over you, interrupt you even if she is not a part of the conversation. So needless to say there was not much talking from this girl. My new cube has way more action and I have gotten to know other people a lot better... however it does make me feel lucky. There are several people who are having some marriage issues. The one common theme seems to be cheating...which I find crazy! My opinion on this is that if you are going to cheat why are you even with that person? and to be cheated on there is the door nice knowing you. Anyway, there is one girl who got married less then a month before me and she has had some major misfortune this year due to an extended medical leave to now after just a year of marriage a divorce in her future. I feel so horrible because she is a really wonderful person, full energy and loves life. This got me thinking about how when she use to talk about the love she had for her significant other and how she was head over heels in love with him to the point of disgusting I was slightly jealous. I had been with Joe for 3-4 years and these feelings were long gone... LOL. We were to the real stuff, where you know some one in and out. You know what buttons to push if you want to be annoying and what things to do to show him you love and respect him. This I think makes me truly lucky because I don't have to worry about being alone and starting over at 26. I have heard from a few people that their jealous of my life. I guess to be married, with a house, a dog and pregnant at 26 is every American women dream. Who would have known. Well enough distractions for one day back to my 1960's TV and futon.

defeated; adjective

Definition: beaten
Synonyms: conquered, crushed, overcome

A week later these are the words I would use to describe how I am feeling. Which I find strange as I am tipically a glass half full kind of person. I avoid feeling like this in every aspect of my life but I just can't seem to shake it. We are also a better busy family going here and visiting there but now it feels like we are moving in slow motion.

The dog is dead she spends all her time while were home sleeping on the end of the futon, Joe spends hours on his game and self medicating and I have decided going to bed early is the only thing I can do at this point. However I am up about 3 to 4 times and up even earlier then when I go to work, which normally would be fine but I just find myself over come with sadness and defeat. I am thing this shall pass to and continue just pushing forward. Doing our laundry, cleaning up our room and going through my boxes of junk I have not yet located at our new home.

This kept me busy for a few hours finding a random letter from an ex-boyfriend to the 50 beanie babies I own. The kids thought they won the lottery as they each found a baby to make them happy! We also watched 'How to train a dragon' which was a super cute movie... Kurb brought it over, the disclaimer was it hopefully will not be sad and scary as 'Where the wild things are.' We then had some pizza for dinner and wrapped up the night. Tomorrow is Monday and hopefully we will get our mail that includes my on=line purchase from HELL and the debt cards to lay these arguments to rest... if not Joe might have another mini-meltdown which then ends with me crying... good gravy this pregnancy is going to be the death of me.

Here to the chrio appointment I will hopefully be having tomorrow! Heidi

Life since my last post

Life has been seriously crazy since my last post along with a increasingly massive belly. I am almost 26 weeks and it is hard to believe time has gone by this fast. Joe has the bath room almost complete and getting excited to have that back, I have also painted the baby room juicy cantaloupe which is so not the same as the brick red but it works for the little one. Morgan is still the fabulous black lab that I absolutely adore and the GP are loving life in there cage. However there have been some slight misfortunes that we are working through. Last Saturday Nov 20 at about 7:30 p.m. we had to call 911 as our house was on FIRE!!!! It was a typical Saturday, I spent all day cleaning up what I call the stuffed animal war zone and neaten up the house. Joe drove out to his dad's for fire wood and such. He got home early evening just in time to start a fire in our wood burning fire place and I was curled up on the couch reading Husband coached-child birth. We ordered Jet's Pizza and drove over to pick it up Morgan came along as she loves car rides. We ate and just relaxing. My phone rang as it was my brother John asking questions about life insurance exams. We were talking and a breaker blew and thinking nothing of it I yell down the stairs to Joe and turned off a couple lights. He tried filling it a few time with no success. Up he can, I was still on the phone as we were looking in the living room the sconce around the light above the fire place was glowing and melting. I yelled at Joe to get the fire extinguisher out of the front closet. At this point I was getting off the phone with my brother. Joe popped a hole in the sconce shooting some stuff up there. When then ran out side to figure out what was going on. Tons of black smoke was pouring out of our roof. We ran back in and Joe popped up into the attic and use up the rest of the extinguisher. He comes down and I am asking him if it is out or if I should be calling 911. He advises me to call, I advise the young lady on the line our situation and she asked if have exited our home and I said well not yet... at this point not a single smoke detector is going off and there is not a drop of smoke in the house. I tell Joe we need to get in the car. I grab my purse, lap top and charger, car keys and the garage door opener. Joe grab our jackets and out the door we go. Joe, Morgan and myself... leaving behind the G pigs. The fire fighters show up about 5 minutes after the call and shortly later the flames are coming out of our roof. However, the fire fighters did save the G- pigs... poor babies. After what seemed like for ever and every neighbor has come out on this freezing night the fire is out. Just shortly before the freezing rain shows up. My family was nothing but supportive when My brother called everyone and advised them to drive to my house for support... even my Grandparents showed up to watch the horror. Our poor house... first a foreclosed nightmare to a charred mess. It was so said to watch our past year of hard be destroyed, right before the holidays and shortly before we have our first kid. There are many reasons we are lucky even though our current residence is my parent basement but the most is to have such loving families and friends. Hoping for a quick 60-90 days!!

Day 167 can be over at anytime now...

Today was officially the worst day of pregnancy ever!!! I got up as usual for work and was ready early however there was a car on fire on the freeway and cop cars and fire trucks all over. Then it was drizzling so traffic was all backed up.. Go figure. I got to work went up the 6 flights of stairs as usual, sat down sign on to my computer and wham... feeling horrible. I felt dizzy and like I was going to pass out at my desk. I spent an hour putting my head between my knees, resting my head on my desk, rolling my pants up and taking my socks and shoes off. Nothing help, finally I IM'ed my consultant because I was so shaky I didn't think I could make it to her desk and back to mine without fainting right on the floor. So I left for home and have been laying in bed all day feeling like I am going to die with a side of a splitting headache. Back to bed for me in hopes tomorrow will be a better day :(

In the Middle

So this morning I woke up as usual 7ish, fed the dog and then to the bathroom. After that me and the dog raced back to the bedroom to try and get some more sleep. However Morgan has this trick to place herself between me and Joe. She walks in between us and drops herself down on one of us. Usually I get to enjoy this trick. After that she rolls over on her back ready for some tummy rubbing and to be the little spoon yet again. The funny part about this is as my tummy grows, I have a feeling the baby is going to object to this long before it is even born. But for now Morgan is my baby and I will let her enjoy the middle because soon she will have to find a new place to sleep and it will not be as awesome as the middle has been for so many mornings.

6 Years Ago...

6 years ago Joe and I became boyfriend and girlfriend... who knew this was going to last. We met in the dorms because we lived right next door to each other... I came up with the genius plan the spring before with a friend that we should live in the co-ed floor dorm but little did I know I would meet my future husband. Joe use to stop over and say 'hi' I thought he was cute, funny, good looking and I wasn't looking for anything serious. I was busy chatting up guy and being a make-out whore. Well one evening I decided tonight was the night I was going to make out with the neighbor boy. I figured out what party he was going to be at, found him after a couple of beers, grabbed his butt and spent all night talking with him. LOL Joe doesn't seem to be the most romantic meeting but it is totally the people we are. That night my roommate decided to bring home 4th night b/f and Joe had to walking me home and sleep in our room... heaven forbid she be alone in our dorm. Anyway we all 4 slept on the futon until my roommate kicked us out. That night I left to go to my parents cabin for the weekend and on Sunday evening there was a note on the white board from Joe asking me to hang out. The rest is history, married, house, dog and a baby on the way. If you asked me back then where I would be 5 years from now, I doubt my answer would have been this. So 5 years from no clue about where I will be but I hope it includes Joe, Morgan, Our Baby and our loving families!

171 days left

So today was a long day I realized that in my new position I have been doing several thing incorrectly. I also indirectly got someone yelled at which I feel horrible about because it is about the worst feeling in the world... I received my tongue lashing via email which is not a whole lot better. Tomorrow is Friday and I could not be more excited. However, last night Joe and I watch the movie 'Brothers' and for some reason I just cannot move on from the depiction of the sort of things that are happening over seas and the men fighting for our country. I could not even watch and or listen to part of the movie. Then he return home to his family that had moved on as they thought he was dead. Now I am on to what would I do if it was my kid decided to serve our country and how we spend all these years protecting them and making sure they turn out to be a good person. I know deep thoughts for a Thursday night but what do these parents do, how do they cope with the pain and how do we help these men who have experience so much in a matter of months or even years to get back to the lives they created long before this war. Well I am off to bed for hopefully happy dreams and hopefully only 1 trip to the bathroom tonight :)

Week 15 and beginning to accept this life changing event

It has been a long 15 weeks, from shock and disbelief to possible acceptance. I think since my last blog I have began to realize that things might be okay and that I am currently that girl. There are people all over trying to get pregnant, or the people who are ready but waiting for some life goal at work and then there is me. The accidentally knocked up. At work there are the older women who have grow children and supportive, the women who in ways have been in the same boat and the women who for some reasons just cannot have a baby and are possibly envious of our lack of smart decisions. However be prepared your boobs to become so big they intimidate you, your waist line to become distended and hard.

Now on to life we have been so busy between cleaning and preparing for the Bachlorette party it has been pretty much chaos. The Party went fabulous however I have been exhausted... this girl is not the party animal I use to be. There was no dancing on the stripper pole, getting free drinks from guys and being completely ridiculous. By Saturday night I was done hanging out with drunk people and ready to be at home with my loves. However home was not what I was expecting. Joe's brother showed up at 10:30 p.m. to stay with us and they were up drinking until 2:30 a.m. (More drunk people) and let just say me and the dog could hardly hold our eyes open the next day, but thank goodness for nap time and watching those two shock themselves all night trying to put in the Ikea light over the fireplace... but more adult beverages were consumed. Now Joe's brother has headed off to his next stop and life is back to normal. Well it is off to Grandma's for Morgan to play while Joe has game night. I will also be returning the Baby Doll 'J' sent me home with to practice taking care of a baby and change it's diaper... Little does she know I have had some real practice on all there little butts, which is about 4-5 of my brother and sisters. I can even do cloth diaper if need be. TTYL

Day 182... Holy Cow!

Well today is day 182 and I could hardly believe it. I would have to say last week was the worst so far, between stomach issues to my locked jaw to the point of tears from either the pain or hunger... it was horrible but I am feeling much better today. I spent all day running and working on things to get ready for the up and coming bachelorette party taking place at my parents cabin it has been a busy day. We (another bridesmaid and myself)spent several hours creating a special surprise decorating for her... they are by far the most original thing that will be at the party. Yesterday Joe, Morgan (the dog) and myself went out to my Grandparents hobby farm, great company, great food and a dog that could hardly jump into the car. She was running so fast that the dirt was flying up behind her and all the crazy smells kept her busy all day. Well there is more planning and cleaning to do as it is T-minus I'm not sure how many days until Joe's brother shows up but there is so much to get done. Goodnight...

188 days left...

So I have officially survived my first trimester of pregnancy... It seems like a blur but that is probably because I slept through about 80% of my summer and about 10% deciding that all the foods I use to love sound about as good as drinking water from an old boot. I am now trying to get ready for Joe's brother to come in town... from the detail about his coming is that he will be in town for about a month but the dates of him staying at are place is up in the air. I am also prepping for the bach. party at my parents cabin, shopping, packing, cleaning decorating, etc. This weekend my mother-in-law will be in town for a semi-high school reunion which is also possibly Joe's brother will be staying with us as well. So more shopping, cleaning, bed making, etc. So I have an intense 2 weeks but after it is all over with it will for sure be nap time :)However back to 188 days left... it is crazy to me that The bump must remind me of how much time I don't have to get ready for our little bundle of joy. I found this count helpful when planing our wedding less then a year ago but it is clear that with every passing day my life is no longer going to be my own. Well I am off to bed again!

Just when you think life cannot get any better

So it has been a long time since my last post but it is crazy how life can change in a blink of an eye. Where to begin the never ending project are continuing and our basement doors are still looking for those final coats of paint but I have convinced my husband the relocation of the TV is not happening until the bath room door is back up... I don't know about you but watching TV while sitting on the toilet is just not classy. Also we are now going on 3 weeks since his brilliant idea to rip out the upstairs bathroom with his Dad before consulting with mine the Plumber. So I have been stumbling to the basement in the middle of the night to use the bathroom... which would not normally be and issue but we also do not have hand rail down the stairs. However the exciting new is that today I am 10 weeks pregnant and feeling better everyday... We are slowing telling family and friends who are so excited it is scary. Our favorite line so far has been 'were you trying' clearly they have forgotten my many times of 'I'm not having kids' statement has slipped there minds. We are both slowly getting use to the idea of having a kid and it is scary to be responsible for another life and praying that I don't mess it up. The most comforting thing I continually tell myself is if 16 yr old kids can do it... so can I : ) I am going to be 26 in a matter of weeks, I have a husband, a house and we have not killed the Guinea Pigs or Dog yet, so its a good start. I do however wonder what kind of mother I am going to be... and if I am going to like being a mom. All things that only time can tell but I wish I could see into the future. I am sure there will be more soon. Heidi

The Weekend

So after an exhausting week of work Friday afternoon we left and hour early to enjoy the much needed sun and warm weather her in MN. I even beat my honey home from work which didn't thrill him because he couldn't sit in his office for a solid 1/2 hr to an hour and 'relax' which is code for stuff a big dip in his lip to cut the edge until I can sneak off and get another... the joys of addiction. I sat on the couch all evening and watch movies I had never seen Romie and Michelle's High School Reunion or Risky Business and I child born in the 80's I thought I should really take the time to view these classics. Joe laugh at me because he has seen both and was the perfect excuse to sit in his office all night... Saturday I was up early to shred as I am also trying to get in shape... what shape I am not sure of but 1 will do... then we (Joe, Morgan the Dog and myself) head out to Joe's dad's house for make some pieces for the fireplace and see his Dad as it has been awhile. We get there just after 10 and not more then a second after our loving and some what sensitive black lab puppy out of the car she is mauled by Dad's dogs... one of the scariest moments in my life... Joe grabs our 40 lb dog the is cry and running for her life and Dad decides to tell us he has train his damn dogs to chase any dogs that come into there land away. WHAT?! who does that... how ever we did stay the day and I had to entertain our dog going for long walks and I end up with a blister. We finally got home and Joe got G-force which I have been asking to see forever and then a romantic dinner which was just Joe talking about how we should redo the kitchen...BLAH BLAH BLAH... at this point whatever. Sunday was Joe's first time to IKEA where we got some new furniture that is just ours and not slightly use and unwanted :) Monday another day at work but just in time to make back the money we spent over the weekend

Ready, Set, Go!

Another rainy day in MN... up early to get another hour of overtime again at work it is crazy how busy you can be with just a couple people missing. It is sometimes hard to be happy and social at work and then come home and do much else... but life never fails I got home a little bit late but Morgan was so excited. She did her normal greeting which is a huge jump off the back of the couch and the slight jumping, whining and the circles in front, around and between my legs. She is a crazy little thing. I also get a new camera and I am so excited. It has been about 2 months so now ever cute thing she does I try and get a photo... I am sure she is loving : ) Joe is even more excited he is the guy who sees the cameras out and takes off before you can get the picture taken. In return he likes to take candid pictures of me in mid sentence which is always so attractive. Well I am off to take more pictures.....