So much to do...so little time.

Things are beginning to get more and more hectic around these parts.

This past weekend husband had a 4 day weekend and we finally had our first real house guest...and to think we've only been here almost a year!  My best friend that had been stationed in Korea for the last year came down to visit us for the weekend.  Her and her husband are both stationed at Fort Riley KS now so it's nice to be back in the same country.  Mr. and Mrs. LT as I like to call them.  She's an MP and he blows stuff up...or so I think.  Last time I saw her was when I was the Maid of Honor who had to dine and dash at her wedding in 2010!   (Figures of all the Saturdays in year she had to pick the same one to get married on as my cousin...and it was a blast going to their wedding in my MOH gown, just glad the dresses at my cousins wedding weren't similar or the same color.)  She never got to make it to mine since she was already in Korea when my wedding rolled around next spring so it was awesome so play catch up and get to hang out again.  We've been best friends longer than most people stay married and aside from family the only person that I've known and kept in touch with for a lengthy amount of time would be husband and that's still nowhere near as long.  And of course, did we take pictures of anything?  Hahaha no.    That's the one thing I'm so terrible about and need to get on the ball with....these are two of the 4 pictures that were taken over the course of the weekend.

31 weeks pregnant...apparently.  Still lacking that baby belly.

This man has a panda on the back of his crotch rocket....

So we're getting into the end and time is dragging by slower and slower every single day...except at the same time it's not.  We're preparing for the arrival of the baby and trying to get everything ready to move when they finally decide to let us know when they're going to have on post housing available for us.  It could be before my due date, it could be after, all I know is that we're starting to pack already because I know pretty soon I won't be able.  Getting out of bed is getting harder and I sound like a seal going "Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow" every time the baby moves and likes to sit in one particular spot that makes it feel like my butt is going to break off from my body and shoots pain all the way down my leg.  So I might not look 31 weeks pregnant but I'm totally feeling it.

Miss Kojo has been following me around for the last few days since some of the boxes and plastic totes were brought out.  She's moved across the country just as much as we have and I'm sure she's thinking she's going to get shoved into her box for another 2 day car trip.  I especially enjoy when I'm trying to carry a box and she lays directly in my path causing me to almost trip.  "Maybe if mom breaks her legs we won't have to move."  Nice try.  I'm on to you and your evil ways. 

In between packing and trying not to kill myself with the cat it seems all I do is pee.  Sometimes it's when I laugh.  Sometimes it's when I sneeze.  Sometimes I even make it to the bathroom.  Needless to say, I've been doing a lot of laundry and going through a lot of toilet paper. 

Then again, if I'm not packing, dying, or peeing, I also seem to be eating a lot.  I'm not really one to snack a lot, most of the junk food in our house belongs to husband.  At any given time there is usually 2 boxes of fruit snacks, 4 bags of chips, and something chocolatey from Hostess in our pantry.  He gets to eat like that because when he looks at food he looses 5 pounds.  (Jerk.)  But lately I cannot get enough of Little Debbie's Cosmic Brownies or Rice Krispie Treats and I generally don't have a sweet tooth.  The only other thing I've craved during my pregnancy has been healthy stuff like apples and avocado so go figure.  Must be all those extra girlie hormones floating around in there.  

So for now my days will continue to be fast, yet drag and drag on while I toss and turn, try and get comfortable and try not to cross the line of turning up the TV too loud to drown out the person snoring next to me but not wake them up at the same time.  I guess there's always the couch, but between the heating pad and 6 pillows it takes to make it semi-comfortable at night...it's almost not worth the effort.  Also if my next post takes a while because I get sent to prison for suffocating my husband...it was worth it.  I'm going to have to make a video of him snoring and post it.  I think he thinks he works at lumber mill.  

Goodnite.  Hopefully.   

Happy-ish Thoughts and Other Things

So I'm sitting here bored out of my mind waiting for the right time to head out and go grocery shopping.  I hate when John gets paid in the middle of week.  It's always a pain in the butt to schedule shopping time to be done around the time John gets home from work.  Bringing groceries up the stairs is bad enough, but being 30 weeks pregnant and having someone inside you karate chopping your lungs on top of 104 degree heat...never a good time.   I'd have no problem going on Saturday if we wanted to eat Ramen Noodles and Cream of Mushroom Soup with a Cherrio Crumb Topping...needless to say it's pretty slim pickin's around here so today I must venture out into the grown up world to get shopping carts shoved up my butt because people at grocery stores are just rude.  And here I just thought it was a Detroit thing....along with their hurry up and honk at the red light attitude. 

In happy-ish news...I did have to have my 3 hour glucose test done because I barely failed my 1 hour.  I had it done almost a week ago and I have yet to get a phone call.  Having worked in a doctors office before, generally no news is good news.  Considering I got a phone call a few hours after my first go round I'm pretty sure everything is okie dokies on that front.   The test wasn't as awful as I thought it was going to be.  Don't get me wrong sitting in the waiting room of the lab for 3 hours was no picnic.  But John was there since his SGT was feeling nice that day so he ended up getting a 3 day weekend out of my misery.  I was worried about having to eat no food for over 12 hours, get vials of blood stolen from me and then sent back on my merry way down the freeway for a half hour. 

And in even happier news.  I am 100% in love with being pregnant.  Minus the fact that if I'm on my feet too long my body hurts a little the next day, I'm pretty excited that I finally have an ass and hips!  I finally found where the 7 pounds I've gained have gone to!  Usually getting a fat ass would make most people sad, but considering for the last 26 years all my butt fat went to my boobs, I'm so happy to be evening out 13 years after puberty. 

Also my belly button is like the incredible shrinking pond, which when I think of it getting smaller for some reason I associate this cartoon from being a kid with it.  Poor fishies are gonna have no place to go!  I was really hoping to avoid the turkey thermometer belly button...but we'll see how that goes.  I know some people think they're so cute...I have an innie.  I like my innie.  I might even be a little freaked out if little bean ends up with an outtie.  

 

Well, now that I feel like I've sufficiently wasted enough time between the blog and blow drying my hair I guess I'll be heading out for the store.  Maybe I'll stop at some other places a long the way and drag it out.  But I'm pretty sure there's a spicy chicken sandwich at Wendy's calling my name for stop number one.  

The worst blogger in the world!

That would be me. 

I always start these things off with good intentions of following through and keeping little notes of what's going on in our world and it never happens as we can tell since the last time I posted anything here was March. 

I wish I could say that it's because my life is so awesome and busy and hectic and I don't know which way is up, but that clearly isn't the case.  

So for some mental notes for myself. 

April:   Nothing happened. 

May:

 

We learned that Kojo and Gatsby are going to have a little sister.   They're thrilled.  

 

June:  Still a whole lot not happening.   

 

July:   John had block leave for two weeks so for the first week  we went on vacation to Las Vegas.  My parents met us there and we also got to hang out with John's parents who came up for the week from Arizona as well.    I got laughed at for not looking pregnant.   

As of today being 29 weeks I have only gained 7 pounds, still fit into most pre pregnancy clothes, and just look like my normal chubby self.  I'm a little disappointed that I actually don't have a round baby belly and it's been discouraging to actually want to have maternity pictures taken since it would just like John and I standing there next to each other.  I'm hoping maybe by late August or early September things will start to change down there and I'll finally get to look pregnant.  

I'm hoping now that we're in the final stretch of this whole pregnancy thing that I'll start to update more frequently...well at least more than every 3-4 months!   Maybe if I start updating more I can actually keep up with all the changes they keep making to blogger.  Every time I get on here it looks totally different than last time and it takes me 10 minutes to figure out what I'm doing, so then I get frustrated and end up never updating in the end because I don't understand why they have to fix things that work perfectly fine.  

 So to end since I'm bored I think I shall post a few internet baby funnies because thanks to pinterest I have no life.  None.  

The last one makes me miss having a dog.  I can't wait to move into a house after the baby is born and eventually get a dog.  Even with the two cats, John and myself, our apartment still seems so empty without a big fluff monster to take over the couch, bed, and leave tumbleweeds of hair blowing around.  

My monthly posting

I never post on here, mostly because I am a hardcore facebook addict and my life is pretty much all on there.  There's not a whole lot of anything else to do around here.  As you can see from the view of our apartment balcony.  

We pretty much live in cow land.  Surprisingly enough it doesn't smell, but that could all change come the summer heat and humidity.  Then again it doesn't really matter because I plan on staying inside with the AC cranked up unless I waddle myself down to the pool to play 'beached whale.'   

Let's see...in the last month

We went to the Alamo.  

My parents came out to visit over St. Patrick's Day Weekend. 

And  we got our first sneak peak of Bean.  

In this picture, bean is all of 9 weeks and is about 2cm long.  

You can already see little arms and legs..and a giant head. 

So we've have a pretty busy and eventful last month.  Had a good time with my parents.  Went to San Antonio, saw the Alamo (wasn't at all what I expected.)  Very touristy area, across the street from the Alamo are a bunch of cheesy Ripley's Believe It Or Not museums and attractions.   We walked down to the San Antonio River a few blocks away.  The River was dyed green for St. Patrick's Day and we took a boat tour of the downtown area.  Did some shopping, John, the bean, and I all got very spoiled.  Bean received some very cute gender neutral duckies and giraffe outfits, some baby bath time stuff,  and mommy got a new diaper bag.  My parents also got us a house warming gift, so we are now the proud owners of patio furniture! My next appointment is April 5th, which can't get here soon enough.  My doctor is pretty awesome, John and I really like him.  We already have our 18 week ultrasound scheduled for May 9th, so we're looking forward to finding out Bean's gender.  I want a girl because they have way cuter clothes and John wants a boy because 'they're easier than girls.'  (He would know because he has so many children haha.)  Bean has been kind, I've had about zero morning sickness, and have only paid homage to the toilet once when I decided that eating 3457485743 lettuce wraps at the Chinese place we frequent was a good idea.  Bean is not a fan.  I'm hoping that changes because I do love me some Chinese food.

I kind of forgot about this thing....

I haven't really wrote anything since we've gotten here.  Everything has been pretty hetic with getting everything we need for our place and getting used to John's crazy schedule...so here's a recap of everything that's been going on since we got here.  

We arrived in Texas on November 3rd.

We moved into our apartment on November 19th.

We got our household goods....December 22nd.


For 34 days we slept on an air mattress.  An air mattress due to sharp little kitty claws wound up with 7 holes.  Super itty bitty tiny holes that had us waking up tacoed in the middle of our bed only two hours after falling asleep.  I have no idea how the neighbors downstairs didn't try to come up here and kill us at 2, 4, and 6 am when we would reinflate our mattress on the nights we couldn't find a hole.  We should have bought stock in super glue and tape because we went through a lot.  John became a patch master, and Kojo would continue to delight in poking holes and then batting the air as it would jet out in her face.


About an hour after opening boxes marked Master Bedroom, we found the smelly unwashed sheets from our bed, threw them back on and had the most relaxing sleep since November 3rd. (I'm pretty sure the place we stayed at previous to finding our apartment was haunted.)  Now the boxes have been non stop, our place is a disaster, but I could not be happier.  I never knew how much I could miss a toaster or a vacuum cleaner, but 34 days of no bagels and dirty carpet was 32 days too many. 

We bought a couch on December 18th, it finally got delivered January 15th.  I really think things move slower in Texas, except bills in the mail, those little bastards show up ultra quick.  

To add to my incredible sex appeal...I now have an inhaler.

John and I adopted another cat.  His name is Gatsby.  He's a goat/dog trapped in a cats body.  He loves feathers, paper, and bubble baths.


It's pretty boring being trapped at home during the day.  I cannot wait to have a second car and hit the open road again.  Starting to get some cabin fever going on.  Our first car is going to be paid off this month and hoping soon after to add a new vehicle to the family.  Yay Ford!  

Being stuck at home has made my sleep schedule all sorts of whacked out.  Half the time I'm getting to sleep right before John's alarm starts going off.   Then I take a short nap, wake up, do some things around our place, make dinner, start relaxing with John, and as soon as he falls asleep, I'm suddenly wide awake. 


Anways, I'm finishing this up at 5:30am.  Fell asleep last night at a decent time, John's alarm woke me up and I've been going since.  The sleepiness is starting to creep back in so I'm going to take advantage of it while it's here.