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...