Saturday started out like my normal "Saturday routine." I got up at 5:15 (okay, the alarm went off at 5:15. I didn't actually get up until oh say 5:45 give or take 5, maybe 10 minutes) Anyways, I got up and got ready for work. My morning was a little off because Zack (yes I am blaming him) left 2 plates in the living room from the night before and one of the cats had knocked it off the stand and they broke. Zack immediately called from the bedroom and said "what was that?!?" When I told him, his response was "I'm so sick of these darn animals." Which in response (because you know I took the cats side) said, "well if you wouldn't have left the plates in the living room...) Sorry, got a little scattered brained there, back to the story...
After work Zack and I met with my mom and dad to attend a benefit spaghetti dinner at church. I felt fine most of the day besides my normal backache and feet swelling. We ate and walked around looking at the silent auction items. My daddy bid on a picture for the nursery for me and won :) Anyways, as I was walking I got a very bad cramp which I ignored at first but then it came back. It was so bad I told Zack I needed to go sit down for a while. He followed me and sat with me for about 20 minutes, which the entire time I was having cramps. I guess you would call them contractions, or braxton hicks contractions but it felt so different then what I was use to feeling. Zack's step mom was there and works at the doctors office. She told me I needed to go home and get my feet up, drink some water and lay down. The contractions were a constant feeling at first that would ease up some then come right back a little stronger then before. Once I got home and did everything I was told they stopped being constant and came in about 4 minute intervals. Needless to say, I was scared. But, luckily the whole thing only lasted an hour then it went away. *wipes sweat off forehead*
I know it was nothing but for a first time momma, I don't know what to expect. I know if she were born now she would be okay, but I'd still like her to wait at least another month :)
"Are you pregnant or just getting fat?"
I started thinking that it would be a good idea for me to keep a blog, or journal for myself and anyone interested in my experiences as becoming and preparing for motherhood. On this blog you may laugh, you may cry, you may get a little grossed out and you may even laugh so hard you cry or laugh so hard you pee your pants. (this has happened to me quite a few times now) I hope you all can enjoy reading my posts as much as I have enjoyed the last 6 months of my life!
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Help I've fallen and I can't get up!
It started a month ago. That "uncomfortable stage." You know, where your belly is just starting to get so big that once your butt hits a nice relaxing comfortable chair, you're better off just staying there. Otherwise, you weeble wabble back and forth until your able to get yourself up and out of it. Same goes with bedtime and trying to roll yourself over to one side or the other to find a comfortable spot. Of course now, at 7 1/2 months pregnant...it's getting worse.
Monday I decided to be productive and organzie our pots and pans and such. I sat my butt down on the kitchen floor (not thinking I would have to get back up). It took me about 15 minutes to pull everything out and organzie it the way I wanted it organized. Once finished, I attempted to get myself up off the floor. I failed. Sitting there I thought to myself "well, why im down here I might as well organize the tubberware too." Once finished I once again attempted to get myself up. Another fail. All I could think to myself is "im home alone, I do not want to be down here all day until Zack get's home to help me up." So, as I looked around trying to find a "safe" prop to use to lift myself up I realized I was out of luck. Imagine, if you will, me...crawling on my hands and knees...out of my kitchen and into my living room to my couch to get myself up. Once I finally got up, my butt hit that chair and stayed there!
Of course I told Zack about it. And of course as he always does, he laughed hysterically and said "I'd love to just put a video camera in here and watch what you do during the day."
Monday I decided to be productive and organzie our pots and pans and such. I sat my butt down on the kitchen floor (not thinking I would have to get back up). It took me about 15 minutes to pull everything out and organzie it the way I wanted it organized. Once finished, I attempted to get myself up off the floor. I failed. Sitting there I thought to myself "well, why im down here I might as well organize the tubberware too." Once finished I once again attempted to get myself up. Another fail. All I could think to myself is "im home alone, I do not want to be down here all day until Zack get's home to help me up." So, as I looked around trying to find a "safe" prop to use to lift myself up I realized I was out of luck. Imagine, if you will, me...crawling on my hands and knees...out of my kitchen and into my living room to my couch to get myself up. Once I finally got up, my butt hit that chair and stayed there!
Of course I told Zack about it. And of course as he always does, he laughed hysterically and said "I'd love to just put a video camera in here and watch what you do during the day."
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
The Nursery
Everyone keeps asking me "do you have the baby room done yet?" "What are you doing the baby room in?" Well, it's not complete yet, but I wanted to share my ideas and what the nursery will consist of when it is complete! Which will be no later than March 24. (That's the cutoff date I gave Zack to get it done.) And as soon as it is, I will post pictures. But until then I will give you the details...
Gracelyn's room was our storage room. You know the room you use to store all your junk that you will probably never use or look at again but just don't want to throw away. Well, now all of that stuff is in our other bedroom, which was used as our "office" but now we can't even find our way to the desk. But, it's okay because now the room is ready to start on! Last Saturday, after Zack cleaned the room out, he sanded the walls and taped it off to get ready to paint. Our plan on Saturday was to go to Lowe's when I got off work to get the rest of the stuff but that plan backfired (long story but basically we had to take Zack's work truck back to Winchester and get my car from the shop but then Zack realized his work keys to get into work and get the keys to the car were left in the last tractor he worked on which was pretty far away.) But Anyways, oh yes...the nursery....
My whole house is decorated with primitive/country decor so I wanted to keep Gracelyn's room the same, color and all. So no, I didn't do the traditional pink. The color I have picked out is a light brown mustard color. Anyone who knows primitive colors should know what I am talking about. Underneath the paint will be white trim and the rest of the wall will be white wainscoting. Very country looking and the dark brown furniture I want to get will really pull the room together.
I have a lot of decorating ideas and I've had a few things bought for me for decorations (the pictures once finished will show it off) But, the most sentimental thing in the room will be her baby blanket. I picked out fabric for the crib quilt and Zack sewed it together for her. It's somewhat of a patch quilt with blues and reds and yellows in it. I know it meant a lot to him to have done that and I know it's a blanket that she will cherish forever because her daddy made it for her. I absolutely love it. I love it so much I even use it when I'm laying on the couch taking a nap.
So, that's what I have so far. Try to envision what it will look like and as soon as it's complete I promise to post pictures! It's going to me beautiful!
Gracelyn's room was our storage room. You know the room you use to store all your junk that you will probably never use or look at again but just don't want to throw away. Well, now all of that stuff is in our other bedroom, which was used as our "office" but now we can't even find our way to the desk. But, it's okay because now the room is ready to start on! Last Saturday, after Zack cleaned the room out, he sanded the walls and taped it off to get ready to paint. Our plan on Saturday was to go to Lowe's when I got off work to get the rest of the stuff but that plan backfired (long story but basically we had to take Zack's work truck back to Winchester and get my car from the shop but then Zack realized his work keys to get into work and get the keys to the car were left in the last tractor he worked on which was pretty far away.) But Anyways, oh yes...the nursery....
My whole house is decorated with primitive/country decor so I wanted to keep Gracelyn's room the same, color and all. So no, I didn't do the traditional pink. The color I have picked out is a light brown mustard color. Anyone who knows primitive colors should know what I am talking about. Underneath the paint will be white trim and the rest of the wall will be white wainscoting. Very country looking and the dark brown furniture I want to get will really pull the room together.
I have a lot of decorating ideas and I've had a few things bought for me for decorations (the pictures once finished will show it off) But, the most sentimental thing in the room will be her baby blanket. I picked out fabric for the crib quilt and Zack sewed it together for her. It's somewhat of a patch quilt with blues and reds and yellows in it. I know it meant a lot to him to have done that and I know it's a blanket that she will cherish forever because her daddy made it for her. I absolutely love it. I love it so much I even use it when I'm laying on the couch taking a nap.
So, that's what I have so far. Try to envision what it will look like and as soon as it's complete I promise to post pictures! It's going to me beautiful!
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