TGIF

OMG I have never been more excited for a Friday then today. My body is in desperate need of some R&R.

I had my 32 week appointment yesterday. All is good, but homegirl is killing body. Its hard to walk, hard to sit, hard to sleep. The only place comfortable is her glider or my chair at work with the pillow across my back. So, I finally had to order a lovely support belt.

Not glamours, but hoping it gets me through the next 7 1/2 weeks. J did offer to let me use his weight belt. Thank honey.

And shout-out to my awesome amazing husband. He has been so sweet and loving through all the pain. He runs me hot baths and then sits there with me while I cry and soak in the tub. Truly a gift he is.

We are supposed to get more snow here today. Forecast is for 1-2 inches. Yeah, yeah we shall see. Oh did I mention it will be 70 on Tuesday? Talk about bi-polar.

Baby obsessed. I just can't stop myself from buying cute little pjs. I just want to be sure she has something to wear. I mean we starting a wardrobe from scratch here people. But I am trying to keep it to consignment sales, sales, and hand-me-downs from precious friends.

Needy pups. Any other preggos out there has especially needy pups right now? Lord, Chloe and Sophie are not more than a foot from me at any given moment these days. Chloe especially. She must be on me, next to me, my hand touching her, at all times. Sophie has always been that way, but  its worse than usual. I suspect they know their time is up soon.

Here's to a hopefully fast Friday everyone. Keep warm, and enjoy the last days of February.

Thursday Musings

Did anyone else notice that the top of the blogger thing today said as of some date blogger will no longer allow some sexually explicit content? Random, but I wonder what the word "some" means to them.

I am tired. Yup. That is all. Sleep continues to evade me as I struggle to get comfortable with the ever growing state of my belly. And wouldn't you know that the legs cramps begin at about the time I get in bed. And cramp is not quite the right word. Its a pain like none other. It just makes me want to move my legs and contract my muscles to make it stop. I wonder if its from not working out anymore, or just the position this lovely little girl is in.

And on that note, I have not worked out in two weeks. Its just got to be too much. I was too tired in the mornings to get up and go. I also found myself frustrated as I could only do the elliptical. Maybe I need to add back in some light exercise on the weekends. I would try walking, but that just hurts. I do, however, make several trips up and down our copious stairs everyday.

Nails. I Know random, right. My nails looks so good the last two weeks and then snow day and bam! Back to picking peeling and chipping. And you know when one starts to bother you, they suddenly all do. That leads to me destroying them all, so they "match." I will blame the ice/snow.

Speaking of which, we are slated to get around round or two of a light flurry this afternoon and tomorrow.

But true like, we get ice here, not snow, as in roads become skating rinks of black ice ice.

And that is all of my musings for the day. Happy almost the weekend ya'll.

Hump Day

Good Wednesday morning ya'll! It's still below freezing here in Texas, but the snow from what I can see, held off. In case you missed it, DFW experienced its annual ice/snow storm this week. Schools were closed Monday and Tuesday. I made it to work yesterday only due to the hearing I had, but it was good to get out of the house. J was off Monday due to the weather as well, and let me tell you.... he was stir crazy.

I was lucky, I can set up shop from home and work. He, on the other hand, was bored by 10am. So, while I worked, I saw a lot of this:

Lazy butts. But he really needed the day off. And he did manage to get some honey-do baby stuff done, like putting the pack 'n play together, baby laundry, moving the glider into its place and hanging decor in the office/nursery.

We are somewhat ready for Evie to arrive.

And, with that I am 32 1/2 weeks. She is moving a lot more and keeping mommy up at night with her dance parties. I am tired again, but  feeling ok for the most part. I still have foot/leg cramps and restless leg syndrome and the heartburn has not let up. But, hot baths and zantac seems to help most days. I feel like she grew so much over the weekend and my belly is even more prominent.

Don't mind my mini photobomber

So, just a couple more weeks and tons more to do!

Friday Favs

It's Friday and I am camped out on the couch aka my home office today. Pregnancy has taken it toll on me, so work from it is today. And although its warm here, we are expecting some sleet by Sunday (yes from 70 to 30 in less than 24 hours). But here are my favs this Friday.

1. Baby kicks. Evie is in full force and effect these days. I can see her moving in my belly, and J has enjoyed feeling her move and talking to her.

2. Baby things! We put together the swing and pack 'n play this week and baby is just taking over the house.

3. Speaking of baby... how about this wonderful throwback to my first baby Chloe Elaine at just a couple months old. That cute face and soft baby fur!

4. My sweet husband - he went to a daddy class this week and seemed to enjoy it. He is getting excited and more worried as the time nears (less than 2 months out).

And with that, its the weekend. Enjoy

True Life Thursday

I know I am little late posting, but I just read a post by my friend Laura Beth over at Georgia Glam  and it so made me think, I wonder if people care what my "real life" is like. So, here you go....

I wake up between 5:30 and 6 am. I am out of the house by 6:45 or sooner if I am up earlier. Hubs is out of the house before me. I make the 30-60 min trek to Dallas (depending on traffic). I am first to arrive and get to work. My desk normally looks like this by 9am.

I receive between 50 and 100 emails a day sometimes more. I spend most of my day reading and writing and hoping I have an "ah ha" moment.

I eat breakfast at work and usually grab a subway sandwich for lunch from the food court beneath my building. I leave work anywhere from 6pm to 7pm on a daily basis and then make the 30-60 minute commute back home.

By now, hubs has made it home and normally to the gym and back. I am greeted by excited puppies and a tired hubs. We scrounge for food and normally enjoy 1-2 hours of TV time.

I am in bed by 9:30/9:45. I toss and turn for an hour or more because well I am due with a baby in 2 months and I just cannot sleep.

Oh, did I mention during the day I get up to pee about 10 times. I enjoy heartburn and swollen feet. I usually cry at least once and I often begin the complaining the moment I step in the door before even giving J a kiss (sorry honey I love you).

Yup, real life is not so glamorous.  But... I would not trade it for the world!

Time

4 little letters that carry so much weight and meaning. Its precious, limited and often taken for granted. Time. its wasted, used,  cherished and treasured. Its seems I can't find enough of it lately. I have so many things to do and so little time to do them in.

Finding time to grocery shop, sleep, work, put baby things together. Sleep, eat, spend time with my husband and friends. I lose over 2 hours each day driving and at least 2 more at work just trying to get organized.

I intended to get so much done yesterday between work and home and ended up feeling like crap and crashing into a Benadryl-induced coma for about an hour and a half. I went in circles for 3 hours trying to find the answer to a question at work that I am still pondering. I needed to get some baby laundry done, I halfway put together the pack 'n play. I still need to get some baskets for the nursery and organize things and decide what we still need to buy. We need to make room in the kitchen for bottles. We have baby stuff everywhere and just not enough room. I am overwhelmed and yet so unscathed by that fact that its not done.

Time. I just need a little more time. Time to get work done, home done and baby-prep done. Time to cook and clean our home, time to prepare our pups. Time to shop. Time to sleep and sleep well.

In other news, I had a wonderful baby shower over the weekend. Baby Evie is so loved and so blessed to have so many people who care for her. And I am so  grateful to my wonderful friends both home and away who came to celebrate her impending arrival. I will post some more pics but here are just a few.

Oh Baby

30 1/2 weeks. Yup, I am 30 1/2 weeks preggo with what feels like a huge boulder.

This dress does nothing for my figure, but its warm, stretchy and something other than my normal pants and shirt combo. Its also not maternity, so I'll go ahead and say its a win.

The rest of life is just not a win as of late. Like no matter what time I leave work on a Wednesday, traffic is bad. Or, that no matter what my health insurance always has a problem and I end up on the phone for hours with the doctor and insurance company. Or my legs hurt so bad I just want to cut them off. And now.... my feet and ankles are swollen. Yes ladies, its the Third Trimester Blues.

But, not all is bad. I have booked maternity and newborn pics for my sweet baby. Pottery Barn had a one day sale and I snagged this cute rocker for 50% off.

J and I are doing Valentine's Day dinner tonight at one of my favorite places in Fort Worth, since the BOFF will be in town this weekend for my shower. Now, if I can only get home in time for said dinner.

I will also give a big shout out to God today for giving me a beautiful sunrise outside my office window to greet me despite the cold temperatures.

Me as of Late

I thought I would take a moment to update you all on me lately

Lately I have....

• forgone the gym for sleep
• eaten a subway sandwich for lunch 3 out of 5 days a week
• indulged in Thin Mints
• found myself losing hours during the day organizing
• fantasizing about moving into a house with a yard
• thinking being a SAHM doesn't sound bad
• contemplating how I will ever get back to working out with an infant and an hour long commute
• feeling less motivated to blog
• feeling blah about how I look
• had extra cuddly puppies
• been plagued with allergies
• wanted to just play hookie so I can get all the things done that need done around our house
• going to bed at 9pm
• enjoying a bath twice a week

And that is me in a nutshell lately.

One Day At a Time

Yup, its my constant mantra these days. One little day at a time. I have been so stressed and overwhelmed with all the things that need to get done as of  late that I have forgotten to take time to well, breathe.

Yesterday we had a slight work emergency to deal with and I had a 2:30 doctor appointment. Well, I arrived around 2:45, but things went swimmingly. My placenta has moved into place so that I can avoid a c-section and well baby girl is looking good. We saw 2 feet, 2 arms, little toes, kidneys and her sweet profile.

It's such a blessing and relief to see her little heart beat and her movements.

After my appointment, J and I headed home at a decent hour for once. We grabbed an early dinner/late lunch at Jason's Deli and just enjoyed ourselves. The sun was shining and we were both home before it set.

We did have a small carseat incident when we got home. See, we went to a cpr car seat safety class Sunday and J was so proud of reading his car manual so we decided we would tackle that last night. You would think and engineer and a lawyer could install a carseat... yeah right. It took us 20 minutes, one argument and two youtube videos just to figure out how to release the Latch from the base. Let's just say the carseat is still in our downstairs bedroom.

Since we have both been working a lot and under a lot of stress, we hit up the bed early. And so did Chloe.... She has decided the glider was put in our bedroom just for her.

She rocked herself to sleep quite nicely last night.

Well, I know its not much, but I feel so much more refreshed today after a nice evening with my husband no awful traffic to get home in. Hope you all have a terrific Tuesday.

Fast & Hard

So this weekend flew by and was done in an instant and I need more. This third trimester is kinda killing me. I am so tired, I have legs cramps and an awful case of restless leg syndrome. Just makes getting comfortable or doing pretty much anything difficult these days.

I have no pics of anything exciting since I just don't remember or do much of anything these days. We did attend a couples' baby shower for a friend of mine and it was good to see everyone and got me excited for my shower this weekend.

We saw American Sniper, albeit I was fidgety and uncomfortable the whole time. Sunday we just went non stop all day. From church, to errands to baby cpr class (the key, fast and hard thrusts) and moving furniture. Needless to see we are both exhausted. Both J and I have been putting in over 60 hours at work and its getting to both of us. He is tired, I am tired. We need a break and there is none in sight.

I have my 30 week sono today to ensure my lovely low-lying placenta has moved, so it will be nice to see Evie since the last time we "saw" her was at 16 weeks. Other than that, its the grind for 10 more weeks.

Friday, Friday Gotta Get Down...

It's that lovely day of Friday again! Linking up with the lovelies above and celebrating the near 80's we will be having tomorrow.

So, let's get to it.

1. I am over pregnancy. Yup, I waddle, hate the two pair of jeans I own and detest preggo tights, but need them in the cold weather. I also hate that walking hurts and makes me feel like she will just fall out at any moment. Rant over.

2. Rodeo! Yes, I am a Texas girl. The Fort Worth Stock Show and Rodeo has been going on for the past two weeks and we finally went. Box seats and all! Nothing says Texas and Fort Worth like the rodeo! I love the smell of the arena, the beauty of the horses and the manliness of the bull riders. The food is greasy and good, and well its just something you have to do.

3. I am a tad obsessed with checking our registry. Something about logging on and seeing someone loves us and Evie enough to buy her things just warms my heart.

And that's all folks! I have another stab at a message this weekend and a couples' shower for a friend of mine on Saturday. We are surrounded by babies!

Is This Real?

Do you watch Homeland? Well we do in our house, or shall I say we are getting caught up on the first 4 seasons. So, last night my husband and I are laying in bed watching episode 11 of season 4. Good episode.

Fast forward, and spoiler alert.... I find myself waking up at 4am to pee, hello pregnant bladder. As I am sitting there half asleep I realize why my brain is going ninety miles an hour. I have been dreaming/analyzing whether or not our client, an insurance company, has a duty to defend an action for the invasion that takes place of the US Embassy in Islamabad, Pakistan. Yup, people this is real life in my mind.

And the worst part, I went back to bed fully aware that this was a dream and it kept me up because I just had to figure this one out.

I clearly need two things: sleep and a break from work lol.

In other baby news.... I am 29 weeks, tired as all get out, but hanging in there.

Here We Go Again

Another week is underway. Its sunny and pretty outside, but don't let it fool you, its 29 degrees! Brrrr... guess Phil saw his shadow this morning as well, so buckle up everyone for 6 more weeks of winter.

I wish I could report an awesome weekend, but again I failed at blogger 101 of taking pictures and my weekends have been less than stellar and exciting.

J and I headed to dinner Friday night at a local spot downtown that caters to the craft beer fan that is my husband. He wolfed down a reuben the size of my head while I partook in the most divine chopped salad this little preggo has every devoured. We topped it off with a sundae and headed home for an episode of Homeland.

Saturday I was excited for my pre-natal massage. Massage fail. I would call it more of a glorified rubbing of lotion on my body for maybe 42 minutes. Needless to say I had a meltdown in the lobby of the place and now have a free 1 1/2 massage scheduled for next Saturday. My body was so looking for to this and I left even more tense and stressed out than I did when I came in. I took it out on the gym and called it a day.

Saturday night we had some pizza and hung out with J's guy friends for a little while. I left at about 9:20 pm and headed home to sleep with my pups. Yet sleep evaded me. My allergies have been in full swing and I just could not sleep.

Sunday morning I awoke to benadryl and probably about 16 hours of sleep. I just felt like a train hit my head on and parked itself inside my nasal cavity.

We did get some baby room stuff done. J put together Evie's dresser/changing table, while big sister Chloe watched and mama passed in and out of consciousnesses.

We celebrated the Super Bowl with dinner with my godparents and aunt. My godfather's take away from the Super Bowl: he does not like dreadlocks.

And that my friends was my weekend. I got to work early this morning to a mess on my desk after a new bookshelf was delivered and I had to wade through the piles. Its all organized, and although the walls look like they may cave in on me, I have more room to keep things in order!

Happy first weekend of February!