Confessional Friday

I am linking up with the ever lovely Leslie for a little confesh sesh!

I confess.....

I am having BOFF withdrawals! After a whole weekend with my BOFF, and life seeming perfect, she is gone and I miss her like whoa!

I finally went to the doctor for my tummy pain/issues. While she thinks its just acid/indigestion, since the pain is on my right side, she is having my liver tested to make sure its not HELLP Syndrome. So I spent the better part of the afternoon getting blood drawn, having my vitals checked and oh she threw in my glucose test while I was there. I admit the Zantac helps, but reading about HELLP is scary.

Le husband was put on mandatory overtime for the foreseeable future at work. Ick. I mean as if we do not see each other much now. But, we will take the extra $ and power through.

I am in major planning mode. We have picked out everything except a dresser and a carseat and its driving me nuts that we have not done these two things. I mean, we cannot take her home without a carseat!

The return of the sun in Dallas and a tad warm-up is making my day.

One of my best friends from law school is getting married tomorrow and I am elated! Congrats Taylor!!!

The Sun Will Come Out

It has been a week since I have seen the sun in sunny ole Texas. Yup, you heard me, we had a week of clouds and yuckiness. It's amazing how not seeing the sun for a week can get you down and in a funk. I truly believe in the winter blues people. There is just something to be said for the sunshine and warm breezes of spring and summer that make you feel wonderful.

So for those of you who have not seen the sun in a couple of week and might not see it for a couple more months here is some sun-speration for you!

Baby Blues

I knew the whole no morning sickness thing was a curse. Because, now here I am at 26 1/2 weeks and miserable. I have cramps in my feet and legs, I cannot sleep, I get the worst pains in my stomach when I eat and I think the indigestion is just here to stay.

I know its worth it, but right now I just want to poke the belly with a pin as if to let the excess air out. And my back? Wow, I just want a good popping and for the love of all things, I just want to sleep on my back!

Can we also talk about the need to get up every 5 minutes to either pee or just walk because it allows my belly to stretch and not feel so compact!

I hate to feel like a complainer, but this is the pits. At this point I would do anything to be on a beach, sand between my toes and warmth on my face and not a pregnancy woe in sight.

But, for another 3 months, I will endure the pits just to see my little girl.

O-H-I-O

I exchanged purple for scarlet and adorned the OSU colors last night. Yes, I am still a rabid Horned Frog, but last night I was one proud Buckeye fan. Here is to the end of a wonderful college football season and hopefully, next year we will be clad in purple and white in Tempe.

BOFF and I

Hubs

We kinda like each other

Go Bucks

Baby Its Cold Outside

Literally, its freezing in Texas. Yes I know this is normal for most people around the country this year, but not in Texas. Its 20 degrees and my booty is freezing. The puppies are adorned in sweaters and well they are none too happy to head outside these days. The only plus side? The 25 1/2 week baby bump I am sporting these days.

Please ignore the vast amount of pillows accumulating in our room that do nothing to help me sleep.

So, at 25 1/2 weeks I am not sleeping, still working out 3 times a week, beginning to have a lovely waddle, and just want to have this baby (I know not for another 15 weeks....).

Its not that I haven't loved carrying little Evelyn, but man what's a woman gotta do to get some sleep that is comfortable and not interrupted by  a "break" in the middle of the night?

I can feel her move now more than ever, but hubs has yet to be around when he is squirming. We have a crib and bedding, but waiting on the glider and dresser/changing table. Our first shower is planned and we have a stroller just waiting for walks!

I'm still trying to eat healthy, but sometimes if all there is to eat is pizza, I am eating the pizza!

At this point I have gotten more advice then I know what to do with and I am going into full on planning mode.

Next week I will give you a sneak peak of her nursery/office... yeah we live in  small townhome people!

Angry Pregnant Woman

I hate to admit it, but I am one angry pregnant woman. I am tried. My body aches, my hips hurt, I have this bruise-like pain below my right breast, and did I mention I'm tired?

I get this is a miracle, the whole carrying  person in your womb for nine months, but  I'm a tad over it. And I know I should be happy that I avoided the whole morning sickness thing. But, seriously, this is the pits. I have vivid dreams that keep me up, I cannot get comfortable no matter how many pillows or combo thereof, and I could bite the head off of anyone at any given moment.

Add in the nagging sore throat and just plain ole  sluggishness from carrying around some extra pounds and I am just one plain old angry pregnant woman. All I want is a massage, to sleep on my back and a hottub.

I apologize to my sweet husband for the thing that had possessed my body and turned me into an emotional, mean mess these days. Bless his heart.

Bright side? Only 15 weeks to go!

Back to the New Normal

As 2014 came to a close and le hubs and I were snuggled in bed at 12:04 am, it dawned on me. This was the last NYE with no baby, the last Christmas where the gifts are mostly for us and the last few months of our only babies being covered in fur.

I went shopping with my mom Friday and she pointed out the great sales on baby clothes for next winter and I oh'd and ah'd over tiny baby jeans and Christmas dresses and as le husband and I hung those tiny things in the closet we had a strange realization that our new normal was closer than it seemed.

We have put together the crib and baby bedding is arriving. We assembled the stroller and let Sophie be the "test" baby.

We have talked daycare and diapers, and have begun planning for a move to a bigger house with more room for Evie. It seems so strange, yet so good at the same time. Yet, a year ago, my mind was far from babies and houses and closer to just falling madly in love with le guy.

Yes, le guy. The man of my dreams. For now, I will cherish the moments we have together, just the two of us. Because soon, the new normal will include tiny hands and tiny feet and nights spent watching Homeland will be replaced with fairytales and falling exhausted into bed. But for now, I will continue to just be head over heels for my love. And prepare for the Ohio state fan invasion that is happening in our house this weekend. Yes the bro and sis in law and the BOFF will be in town to cheer on the Buckeyes as they take on Oregon! Party in the Fort!