Why bed rest and ebay shouldn't mix...

Should be here later this week...but I did ask before buying!

By the way, it was only $12.95 plus very reasonable shipping...and they have 5 more!

Yuck!

I HATE this! Bed rest sucks! My brother is getting married next weekend, so Nick spent the night at my brother-in-law's house with the guys for bachelor party weekend. Morgan spent last night with a friend, so it was just me and the dog all night and most of the day. He's a good dog, but not much of a conversationalist. I know in my head that it's important to actually follow doctor's orders here, but it's driving me crazy on more than one level. Beyond just being bored and lonely, I'm also feeling pretty guilty about being unable to help anyone with anything. Nick has tried hard to be understanding about it, but I think maybe he can't help feeling a little put out at having everything left to do dumped on him. Not that he's said anything along those lines - maybe I'm just projecting. Being home alone wouldn't be so bad if I could get up and do something, but right now I feel pretty useless. Blah! Okay, hopefully my next post will be a little more upbeat - sorry for the rant...

Grounded!

And not by Nick! As of this afternoon, I'm officially on bed rest. Tuesday my blood pressure was kind of high, so I called my doctor and she doubled my daily dosage of bp meds. Yesterday it was much better, and at my visit she said everything looked good. Today it was even higher than on was on Tuesday, so I gave them a call. I expected to be told to take it easy tonight, or to take an extra dose of my medicine, or maybe even to come in and see them. What I was told was to tell my boss I was officially on bed rest and unable to work for the rest of the pregnancy. This was a little unnerving for me, because it means that I may have just clocked out for the last time ever today. We're still praying heavily about it, but our plans since we found out I was pregnant have been for me to not go back. I've not made that announcement officially because A) I'd like to get paid for my maternity leave, and B) we're still waiting for God to make provisions for it to happen financially. It was strange though to say goodbye to people I've worked with for almost 10 years, knowing that it may very well be a more permanent goodbye than they realize.

I would very much appreciate all your prayers, not just for me and the baby, but for Nick as well as he picks up the slack around here. I was scheduled to take vacation next week with plans to get the house completely cleaned and in order in preparation for the baby, but the doctor has told me that's just not an option now. In fact, if things don't look relatively good when I go in for my next visit on Monday, I won't even be able to go to my brother's wedding next weekend.

I guess the good news is, I'll get to really catch up on my blog reading!

Ouch

Well I got spanked last night, and it friggin' hurt! Okay, I know it's supposed to hurt, but this hurt way more than I expected for this implement. Nick decided to try out our never before used silicone scraper from Art & Cook.

This thing is VERY HEAVY DUTY. As in it feels like getting hit with a one inch dowel. Compared to other spankings I've had, this one was relatively short and not even all that hard, but I'm bruised today, and very sore. I think it might work better when I'm able to actually bend over and he has a better shot at my sit spots rather than me having to just stand, grab onto something and brace myself. We might give it a try again sometime, but for now we're not a huge fan of it as an implement. I think it's too heavy, and Nick thinks it's not long enough. Anyway, I'm glad the spanking's over with, and that it happened. It feels good to be back in it.

We got our shower present from Nick's sister in Texas yesterday. She sent us a Graco Pack N Play, which is something we really wanted. She had one for her baby when we visited her in June, and I absolutely fell in love with it. We looked around and found one like it at a discount store, although it wasn't in the colors we were using. Still, it was cheaper than we found it anywhere else, and we were really hoping to be able to save up for it, or maybe even get enough in gift cards as baby gifts to get it. The one his sister sent actually matches the nursery, and I'm thrilled with it! Now that the carpet is clean and the walls are painted we're starting to really put the nursery together, and I'm so excited!

The latest...

I went to the doctor today for another ultrasound - the baby's 4 lb, 13 oz! She'd doing great, everything looks good. Yesterday my sister-in-law and mother-in-law threw me a baby shower, which was tons of fun! We got enough diapers and wipes to get us through the first 3 or 4 weeks, as well as some blankets and clothes. The best gift we got was a Boppy pillow. A Boppy is a must have for nursing mothers especially, and I used Morgan's so much that it split in the middle! It was a very sweet shower, and it made me feel very special. Nick took the day off work today to get some stuff done on the house. He rented a carpet cleaner and cleaned the floor in both girls' rooms, and also started putting the crib together. It turned out that we were missing a couple of pieces to it (it was originally Morgan's). So he went online to order replacement parts and found that the crib had been recalled - due to the very pieces we were missing! Fortunately the company was providing repair parts at no charge, so they should be here in a few weeks, hopefully before the baby arrives!

It made me realize though how lucky we were that Morgan didn't use her crib very much at all. She slept with us, for a number of reasons, but the biggest was logistics. When she was born we lived in a little single-wide mobile home we rented from my Papaw. The bedrooms were at opposite ends, and we were terrified that we wouldn't hear her if she needed us. We bought our house when she was 6 months old, but here our bedroom is upstairs and hers (now the baby's) is downstairs, with all of the outside doors in between us. I wasn't comfortable leaving her all alone downstairs, so she continued to sleep with us. However, this one will definitely not be in our bed on a regular basis. She'll be in a bassinet in the room with us for the first few weeks, but after that she will go downstairs to her crib. With Morgan in the next room and a house alarm (which we didn't have 8 years ago), she'll be just fine.

I'm currently still unspanked for my mess in the car, although that may change tonight. Nick actually wanted to deal with it Friday as Morgan spent the night with my parents, but we spent the evening in more intimate pursuits, and he agreed to postpone it until the next night. Unfortunately that didn't happen either. I lay down with Morgan to tell her bedtime stories and fell asleep. Nick fell asleep on the couch and didn't wake up till 5 AM, at which time he woke me and gently steered me up to bed. Last night we just couldn't get Morgan to bed at a decent hour for some reason. Well, we got her to bed, she was just wide awake till after midnight. Anyway, she's asleep now (in our bed incidentally since the carpet in her room is freshly shampooed and drying right now), so it may happen tonight. I'm feeling nervous about it, but it feels good that he's willing to go there again.

Hope you all have a great week!

A Cute Find

I found this cute magnet set at Michael's for $1.00 the other day. I'm having warm fuzzy images of Nick leaving commands on the refrigerator for me.

In other news, Nick has promised to spank me sometime this week for a little situation where my car got to the point that it might have been difficult to get into the back seat. And the shirts I bought without asking probably didn't help any. But the shirts were on sale, and the car is all cleaned out now, so hopefully it won't be too bad. I've also got another doctor's visit coming up on Monday, so it would be better if I didn't have any marks by then. Anyway, it feels really good to have him taking charge and holding me accountable again.

In baby news, here's this week's email:

Week 33 of Pregnancy
Your baby's immune system gets a boost, while her sleepless mommy could use a boost of energy. With midnight bathroom runs, leg cramps, heartburn, and your basketball-sized belly, it's no wonder sleep is elusive. Third-trimester insomnia strikes about three-quarters of pregnant women (who may also be coping with a mind that races all night long). But your body needs rest, so do your best to get comfy. Grab a pile of pillows, wedge them where you need to, and look on the bright side: Pregnancy insomnia is great training for those sleepless nights to come! Your baby is still gaining weight (about half a pound a week), and she could grow up to another full inch this week. With that much baby inside your uterus, your amniotic fluid level has maxed out, which explains why some of her pokes and kicks feel pretty sharp these days. (There's less fluid to cushion the blows.) Antibodies are being passed from you to your little one as she continues to develop her own fetal immune system, which will come in handy once she's outside the womb and fending off all sorts of germs.

Also, here's what he walls look like in the baby's room. Nick made the stencils himself and did almost all the dots himself. Didn't he do a great job?!

A Thank You and a Meme

I want to say thank you to Paul for his sweet baby gift, and to Pretty Girl for dropping in to comment at the baby shower. And of course thank you to Bethie for hosting.

I found this meme over at Bonnie's:


Would you rather be spanked outside in a cold woodshed or inside by a cozy fire? The idea of a woodshed is very erotic to me, but I hate to be spanked on a cold bottom!

Would you rather be spanked in public or in private? Public is a nice fantasy, but in reality I'd much rather be in private where he can really do a good job.

Would you rather fantasize about spanking or actually be spanked? I don't much like it when it's happening, but when I fantasize it's usually just reliving real spankings that actually happened.

Would you rather be spanked for your humiliation or for your spanker's pleasure? I'd rather that be up to him.

Would you rather be spanked by hand or by hairbrush? Hmmm...that's a tough one.

Would you rather be spanked by belt or by cane? Definitely the belt.

Would you rather be spanked by paddle or riding crop? Paddle

Would you rather be restrained or unrestrained during your spanking? I'd rather he hold me down.

Would you rather be spanked until you cried or until you are aroused? For me it's more effective to be spanked until I cry, although it's very arousing to know that he's willing to take me there.

Would you rather have just a red bottom or welts/bruises? It depends on the situation.

Would you rather be spanked for the naughty things you have done or just because you enjoy the experience? It's important to me that it be for a reason.

Would you rather be spanked with panties up or panties down? That depends on whether you ask me when I'm actually getting spanked. ;)

Would you rather be spanked somewhat clothed or entirely naked? Somewhat clothed.

Would you rather your spanking be strictly disciplinarian or sexually attractive in nature? Disciplinarian meets a much deeper need in me.

Would you rather be spanked by a male or by a female? Male, and one particular male at that.

Would you rather be cuddled or scolded after your spanking? Scolded, then cuddled.

Would you rather be spanked OTK or bent over a table/chair? A table or chair is easier for me to hold still on.

Would you rather your spanker have physical contact with you? Yes, absolutely!

Would you prefer to be spanked in the woods with a tree branch, bent over the hood of a car, or in a school with a ruler bent over the desk of your teacher/principal? The hood of a car was a pretty common position for us for a while, but the teacher/principal is a long time fantasy for me.

Would you rather be a brat to your spanker to deserve a spanking or simply ask your spanker for a spanking because you know you needed it? I don't brat, but I usually have to ask.

Have you received a spanking in the past week? No

Would you rather be spanked for the physical pleasure or the emotional release? Emotional release.

Would you rather tell your best friends you enjoy be spanked or keep it secret? Secret.

Would you rather spanking be a lifestyle choice or just something you dabble in? I'd rather it be a lifestyle choice.

Would you rather your lover be a vanilla or a spankoholic too? I'm grateful for the vanilla I've got who's willing to indulge me.

Would you rather be spanked by a stranger or by someone who knew you well? One particular someone who knows me really, really well.

Would you rather be spanked by despotic, mean person or by a compassionate, benevolent person? Probably the latter with a healthy dose of the former.

Would you rather be talked to while you are spanked or no talking at all? I'd rather be talked to.

Would you rather get one swat at a time with pauses to let the sting set in or a continuous tanning to build up the fire? One at a time, please.

Would you rather be forced into a spanking or willingly submit into a spanking? I'd rather willingly submit.

Would you rather have a safe word or be pushed beyond your preconceived limits? I have a safeword, but we've never used it.

Would you rather your spanker know your spanking history or is ignorance bliss? Nick IS my spanking history.

Would you rather be spanked by multiple people at one time or just by one person at one time? Just one.

Would you rather be spanked once a day or once every few months? Once a day.

Would you rather your spanker be deeply in tune or be totally unaffected to your experience as a spankee? Deeply in tune, of course.

Would you rather a closer physical relationship or a closer emotional relationship with your spanker? I need both.

Would you rather your spanker ice your bottom down after a spanking or send you to the corner to display his/her accomplishment? Send me to the corner, although this is something we've never done.

Would you rather your spanker be the person you wish to live the rest of your life with (i.e. marriage) or the person you can call on when your tushy tickles? My husband, of course.

Would you rather spanking be a part of love making or not a part of love making? Mostly not.

Would you rather your spanker have total control over you when you are being spanked or do you still want to have some control while you are being spanked? I'd much rather him be in control.

Would you rather be humiliated or respected during your spanking? Respected.

Would you rather spanking become part of a bigger BDSM alternative lifestyle or spanking just be spanking for spanking sake? We don't really experiment with the BDSM side of things.

Would you rather be filmed during a spanking to share your exhibitionist naughtiness or are you too modest to show your bum to the world? Nope, I'm pretty private.

Would you rather your spanking be gentle and gradual or painful and abrupt? It depends upon the spanking.

Would you rather be defiant or fearful going into a spanking? I've been both, and I don't know that either is preferable over the other.

Would you rather be spanked exclusively in your own bedroom or anyplace else other than your own bedroom? Mostly the bedroom.

Would you rather be spanked exclusively on your bottom or other places could be interesting too? I would prefer that he stick to spanking my bottom.

Would you rather a spanking be a surprise or be something you have to look forward to? Something I have to look forward to.

Would you rather spanking be a part of role playing kinkiness or a response to events that have happened in reality? A response to real events.

A Huge Thank You to Bethie!

"Message from Bethie: Welcome, everyone to Angelbrat/Tracy's shower! Come on in, join in the fun, and say "Hi" to the mom-to-be. She's glowing isn't she?
And don't eat the cake; it's made of diapers!"

My dear friend Bethie contacted me a few weeks ago and asked if she could throw me an online baby shower - what a sweet idea! I can't thank her enough for her thoughtfulness, and I really appreciate all the warm love and support so many in the blogging community have shown me over the last few months! If you would like to donate something small to help Nick and I out with the expenses we're facing, Bethie has designed a gift button which is at the at the top of the sidebar to the right. But even if you just want to pop in to say hi, I'm thrilled to have you help me celebrate! Thank you so much for stopping by, and be sure to tell Bethie what a wonderful friend she is! Thank you, sweetie!

Guess what...

Big drum roll..........................I got a spanking! Yep, it's true. Obviously we've both been dealing with some stress, and I've not been handling it very well. If you read my rant a couple of posts ago (and the understandably hurt comment Nick left), you know that I've been seriously feeling the lack of discipline lately. Unfortunately I couldn't seem to find a way to resolve that constructively. Yesterday I sent Nick a rather long text apologizing not just for the post, but for failing to recognize his attempts to take care of me. I asked him to please push the reset button for me and deal with both my stress level and the bitchy attitude I've had the last few weeks. Much to my chagrin and relief, he did just that last night. When we went to bed he pulled out the Hawaii paddle.

Even though I asked for it and knew how much I needed it, it was still hard for me to get into position. But Nick was having none of my hesitation, so I carefully bent over a stack of pillows. It was weird having to maneuver around my seven months pregnant belly, but the pillows did the trick. I have to say, absence makes the bottom grow tender. After seven months, this spanking HURT. ALOT. And I know that it wasn't even close to the hardest I've ever had, but it had me in tears pretty quickly. I think I got somewhere around 200, enough to leave me quite pink and a little bruised today. I don't think there's any chance that I'll still be marked by my next doctor's visit (next Wednesday), but even if I am I don't expect her to do anything I have to take my pants off for. And heck, even if she does, I'm a consenting adult!

I've felt so much more at peace today. I owe my husband a huge thank you - and maybe a nice blow job.

It could definitely be worse...

Well, I know I've not sounded very grateful today. The truth is that I have much to be thankful for, including my husband. I'm dealing with some tremendous stresses these days, and I'm not always handling it well. Beyond the physical drain of pregnancy, there's also the stresses of the gestational diabetes, the hypertension, the doctor's bills, money issues, work issues (found out yesterday that a much loved co-worker with 38 years with the company was unceremoniously downsized. Due to this, her team went to my supervisor and some of my team, me included, are getting parceled out to other teams - NOT happy about this!). We're also having to get flood insurance to go through with our mortgage modification, and to do that we have to get a $400 elevation certificate done. My doctor's appointments are getting more frequent, and my available sick time is almost gone with 9 1/2 weeks left till my due date. Added to all that, there was a SNAKE in our kitchen Sunday! I do NOT like snakes.

BUT, despite all that, my life is very blessed. The diabetes seems to be doing well with diet control, and the hypertension is mild. God is providing as we have to have it on the money issues. While I'm not happy to be moved away from my current supervisor, the one I'm getting is not the worst one I could have. It looks like they may let me use some holiday time when my sick time is depleted. And the snake is now quite gone. Nick was very much my hero in that situation. He likes snakes just about as much as I do, but he didn't even hesitate - with a pair of grill tongs and a steak knife he very bravely dispatched our uninvited house guest, and he didn't even laugh at me for running screaming from the house.

My husband has worked very hard lately, not just at his job, but here at home too, painting the baby's room, picking up side work to help pay the bills, and generally making sure I have help with the house. I very much appreciate him, and I try hard not to make too many other demands. Most of the time he's been very sweet to me, and I'm very blessed to have him. Sometimes, I guess, I just need to bitch a little.

Curiously...

...I feel better. Just needed to get it out, I guess.

Another week down

Hey, everyone. I went to the doctor yesterday and the baby's 3 pounds and 10 ounces. Everything looks good, although she wants me to come back weekly until she's satisfied with my blood sugar readings. They've been decent for the most part so far, so I would appreciate your prayers that that continues.

I've been really struggling lately, although it's hard for me to pinpoint exactly what the issue is. I just feel really faded, completely wrung out physically and emotionally. I tried to talk to Nick yesterday about our relationship and the things I need from it, but he shut the conversation down pretty quickly. This is frustrating for me, because I know that he's not a person who enjoys talking about "his feelings", but it makes me feel like I also can't talk about mine. And that just leaves me really tired, like it's not worth the effort to try to express my needs because they just don't matter.

All of that probably sounds really awful about him, and I don't mean to be unfair, because he's going through a lot of adjustments too. It just seems like once upon a time I could talk to him about this stuff, and now he just doesn't have the time or the energy to devote to it. The impression I get is that he's only got so much patience and commitment to give, and right now it's all being used up by the baby situation and all the changes that is bringing. It feels like that wall of security I used to feel from him is  giving way, and I'm terrified that if I keep pushing I'll push right through it.

Once upon a time I could count on him to do what I needed him to do when I felt stressed like this. Is it unfair of me to still want that? The fact that we're having this baby is not any more my doing than it is his, but I feel like the fact that I'm glad she's coming means that he blames me for everything that's changing and I have to give up everything he was doing before. And I know what everybody says: "COMMUNICATE! TELL HIM HOW YOU FEEL!" Simple, right? Except that's clearly not a viable option here. I've tried to talk to him. It always ends up with me talking to myself, sounding more and more desperate and clingy, which of course makes him less and less able to hear what I'm saying, and the whole thing becomes just a waste of energy and emotions.

Every time I open my mouth to have a discussion about anything more serious than dinner it's a toss up as to whether I'm actually going to jump in and try to have the talk about money or our relationship or our plans for my job or whatever. Half the time I see the whole coming conversation unfolding in my head and I just opt out of it. The whole DD thing, for instance - on almost every occasion in the last 6 months when I've tried to tell him I'm feeling the need he's shot back "Look, you want me to do this, then you need to accept that it's going to happen when I think it needs to happen, not when you think it does. You say you want me to be in charge, but you really want to run this your way!" Okay, sure, valid point, right? Except that the whole reason for doing it at all is because it's something I need. He doesn't (didn't) do it because it was something that helped him. If he doesn't to want to do it in any way that is nurturing to me, then why bother at all?

It's not like I'm just unhappy with an occasional decision of his; it's that it never, ever comes up at all unless I try to bring it up. And I'm not talking about just him coming down on me - there's very little need for that. I'm talking about him just being there when I'm not handling my time very well, or more frequently, when I'm becoming overstressed. Anyway, that was exactly what I was saying to him yesterday when he said "How did we get started talking about this again," making it abundantly clear of course that he was not going to have the conversation. Anyway, I'm just venting here. He rarely reads the blog anymore, so I'd be a little shocked if he even started the post, let alone made it this far. I know that we will eventually get past this. Once the baby comes and I can get past the pregnancy complications and we get into a routine and get settled financially then this will all resolve itself one way or another. I just need a place to yell right now.

Quick baby update

Hey, guys. I'm pretty exhausted today, so this is just going to be a quick baby update post. Tomorow I go to our local diabetes center for classes on my gestational diabetes. Please say a prayer that things go well. Thank you for all of your comments on the last few posts.

Week 30 of Pregnancy
Your baby's brain is getting smarter by the minute, but for Mom, the only thing that smarts right now may be heartburn pain. These days you may feel as if you've got a flamethrower in your chest. Heartburn is one of the most common (and annoying) pregnancy ailments and here's why: The same pregnancy hormones that cause your body's pelvic muscles to relax so you can deliver your baby also relax the ring of muscle that separates the esophagus from the stomach. The upshot? Food and digestive juices can head upstream from your tummy into your chest and throat — hence, the infernal inferno. Your expanding uterus, now exerting pressure on your stomach, only fuels the fire. And speaking of your belly, its increasing size is a definite clue that your baby is getting bigger every day, weighing in at over three pounds now. Also growing daily is his brain, which is actually starting to look like the real thing with those characteristic grooves and wrinkles. And now that your little genius can regulate his own body temperature and turn up the heat, he'll start shedding lanugo, the downy body hair that's been keeping him warm up until now.

A new laptop!

I got a new laptop! I'm soooo excited, because my beloved Gateway has been on its last leg for a while now. My hard drive crashed back in October and we lost everything on it. Best Buy was unfortunately unable to recover anything at all, and we were unable to find my restore disk. Because there was absolutely nothing at all on the new hard drive, we had to load everything from scratch. One of Nick's computer savvy friends kindly got us set back up, but all that he had to put on as an operating system was Windows XP Pro, a system I love, except it was registered to him. So for the last 9 months I've had to deal with Windows Counterfeit Software notices, extremely frustrating since we have my actual original authorized disk somewhere. Added to that, Morgan broke the hinge on one side when she accidentally opened the lid too far, and the charger has been threatening to stop working for some time.

We've not gotten it fixed for a couple of reasons - first of all we just didn't have the money, and second, I've had it for about three years now, and it's obsolete enough that it would cost as much to fix it as to get a new, better computer. With the baby coming, we knew we wouldn't have much more of an opportunity to repair or replace it. So with some great deals at Best Buy right now, Nick decided it was time to shop. We ended up coming home with an Asus for about $300 less than we paid for my Gateway, and a lot more bells and whistles. Besides having a much bigger hard drive, it's got a ton more memory and battery life, as well as a built in webcam. It's soooo much faster, and the graphics are amazingly crisp.

In other news, I've unfortunately developed gestational diabetes. My mom had it with my youngest brother, so I wasn't entirely surprised, but it's still a complication I'd definitely rather do without. I'm 29 weeks pregnant today, so I've only got about 11 weeks to go (hopefully a little less). I can deal with it - I'd just rather not have to. We started painting the baby's room today, and my mom and mother-in-law will be having a baby shower for me on August 30. I can't believe how close it's all getting! I hope you guys have a great week!

Gratitude Tuesday

Happy Gratitude Tuesday! You didn't think I'd totally spaced out on it, did you? Today is the last letter, so the things I love about Z:

Zippers
Zeros
Zeniths
Zaxby's (very good chicken)
Zanadu
Zebrawood
Zest
Zucchini
Zoos

Happy Z Day!

Now for my baby email:
Week 29 of Pregnancy: Baby Fat
Your baby is almost 17 inches tall now, nearly as tall as he or she will be at birth. But that three-pound weight will likely more than double — and may even come close to tripling — by delivery time.At 29 weeks pregnant, your baby is almost 17 inches tall now (nearly as tall as he or she will be at birth), and close to three pounds (a weight that will likely more than double — and may even come close to tripling — by delivery time). His or her wrinkled skin is smoothing out as more fat is deposited under the skin surface. This fat, called white fat, is different from the earlier brown fat that your developing fetus accumulated. Brown fat is necessary for body temperature regulation while white fat (the fat you have, Mom) actually serves as an energy source. Which explains why your energizer baby feels so…well…energized! Space in your baby's living quarters is now at a premium, so you'll be feeling jabs and pokes from elbows and knees mostly. But those kicks will be more vigorous than before (and also less erratic) because your baby is stronger and excitedly responding to all sorts of stimuli — movement, sounds, light, and that candy bar you ate half an hour ago.
Luckily, your baby doesn't have teeth yet that would need a brushing after that sugary treat, but it won't be long before you'll need to buy that first baby toothbrush! You'll recall that your baby's baby-teeth buds formed weeks ago, but now the buds for permanent teeth are forming in his or her gums as well. And back to those kicks, who's counting? Actually, you should be. Now's a good time to start doing a kick count twice a day to make sure baby's doing just fine (plus, it's a good excuse for a rest). Lie down (preferably after a snack) and keep track of your baby's movements. You're looking for at least ten movements in an hour's time (don't forget to count movements of any kind — kicks, flutters, swishes, rolls, and so on).

We've had some blessings this week. We found out that since Nick turned 30 our car insurance has gone down by $65 a month. My in-laws have also taken it upon themselves to help us out with a few things. My mother-in-law took Morgan shopping today and got her some stuff for school, and they've found a couple of pieces of furniture for the baby's room and are fixing them up for us. We've also had some baby clothes given to us, with more on the way. God is providing, each and every day. Hope you guys have a great week!

This week's update

Okay, so I'm doing really badly with Gratitude Tuesday. But I usually put up my Gratitude Tuesday post with my baby email for the week, and my email didn't show up until yesterday for some reason. Yesterday I went to bed not long after I got home, because today I had to go take...the dreaded 3 hour glucose test. Yuck! So this is the first chance I've had to get back on here. Actually I tried doing a mobile post from the doctor's office, but my phone was almost dead. This may very well have been because I spent the first hour at the doctor's office playing the mobile version of mine and Nick's new obsession, Bejeweled Blitz. I have Grace to thank for this, because she plays it all the time, and that got me curious about it. From there it took me about 3 and 1/2 minutes to become completely sucked into it, and now Nick and I both have it on our phones.

I'll find out Monday what my results on the glucose test are. Our appraisal came back on the house. It wasn't quite what we had hoped for, but it was almost enough to pay off the bill that worries us the most, so we can't complain too much.

Nick has given me sort of an ultimatum on the current laundry pile. I have to have it all finished by Tuesday morning, or...well, he didn't say, but I'm going to assume he meant something stern and shiver-inducing. Anyway, this week's baby email:

Your Baby in Week 28 of Pregnancy

Your baby is settling into the proper position for birth, with his head facing downward (toward your body's nearest exit!). Your little work in progress is now about 2.5 pounds and almost 16 inches long. He's busy adding new skills such as blinking to an already impressive repertoire of tricks like coughing, sucking, hiccuping, and taking practice breaths. Your baby's sleep now includes the REM (rapid eye movement) phase — and that means he could be dreaming already (what do you suppose he's dreaming about?). Though his lungs are nearly fully mature (so both of you might breathe a little easier if he were born now), your baby still has plenty of growing to do.

Whew!

Okay, the appraisal guy has come and gone. He was super nice, seemed to like the house, had favorable things to say about the various features. We should find out on Monday how it went. In other news, we're now having to deal with a flood insurance snafu. First of all, our house is not in a flood zone. The back of our property is, but the structure itself is not, and we're not required to have flood insurance. In fact, when we bought the house 8 years ago our realtor was literally in the back yard with her son and a tape measure getting proof of it on the morning of closing. A few years ago our first mortgage holder sent us a letter stating that we needed the coverage, and after many hours on the phone, we got it all straightened out and they listed the house properly. Now that we're trying to modify our HELOC, our second mortgage holder (incidentally also my employer) is saying that we need flood insurance. Urrrgggg! So now I have to get it straightened out with them as well. But I know that God will work it all out.

So anyway, how are you guys doing? It seems like between work and housework and pregnancy I've hardly had time to look at the computer.

I went to the doctor on Thursday and had my glucose test. Results for that should be back on Monday as well, and I'll find out whether things were good or I have to take the dreaded 3 hour glucose test. For those of you who have never been pregnant, this is a test where you fast for 12 hours, then they give you this awful, gag-inducing drink to chug. After an hour they test your blood sugar, then again an hour later, then once more an hour after that. I had to do this with Morgan, and it was AWFUL!. In fact, I threw up before the test was over and had to come back and do it all again. Yuck! So I'm hoping and praying I don't have to go that route this time.

Everything looks good so far. I've gained a total of 11 pounds, which is good. I also start going for visits every two weeks now. I can't believe I've only got 92 days till my due date! My parents came over last night and helped us do some stuff on the house to get ready for the appraisal, and the baby's room is all ready to paint now. This was the baby email I got this week:

Fetal Development This Week
Week 27 of Pregnancy: Baby's Sense of Taste and Sound
Beginning at this stage of fetal development, your baby's length will be measured from top of head to toe — which makes your baby nearly a full 15 inches now. And at just over two pounds, he or she has doubled in weight from four weeks ago. Most babies this age, yours included, still like to snuggle in a slightly curled position inside the uterus (thus the term "fetal position"). Even so, beginning at this stage, your baby's length will be measured from top of head to toe — which makes your baby nearly a full 15 inches now. And at just over two pounds, he or she has doubled in weight from four weeks ago. Your baby's auditory development (hearing) is progressing as the network of nerves to the ears matures. And even though the sounds your baby hears are muffled (thanks to the creamy coating of vernix covering those ears), he or she may recognize both yours and your partner's voices. So this might be a good time to read and even sing to your baby (or rather, your belly) — and a good chance to start boning up on those nursery rhymes and lullabies you'll need to be repeating (and repeating) pretty soon. And while you're at it, here's another way to have some family fun at 27 weeks pregnant: If your partner presses his ear to your belly, he might be able to hear the baby's heartbeat.
Your baby's taste buds are very developed now too (with more taste buds than he or she will ever have outside the womb, actually). Need a taste test? If you eat some spicy food (you hot mama, you), your baby will be able to taste the difference in the amniotic fluid (but keep in mind that you'll have different mealtimes, with your baby's coming about two hours after yours). Some babies will even respond to that spicy kick by hiccupping. And although hiccups (which feel like belly spasms to you) may seem like they're disturbing to your baby, he or she isn't stressed at all. It's just one more sensation that babies need to get used to.

I felt hiccups with Morgan, although not yet with this one, but I'm eating General Tso's chicken right now, so maybe in a couple of hours!

Please pray!

The appraisal guy should be here any minute!

I didn't forget!

Hey guys, I didn't forget Gratitude Tuesday, I promise! Yesterday was crazy! We're trying to modify our home equity loan to get rid of some higher interest rate stuff, and the appraisal guy called me yesterday in the middle of me fixing dinner and informed us that he would be coming by today to take pictures of the outside of the house. Okay, no big deal, except that was the first we'd heard of it and the back yard looked like a jungle. Our property backs up onto a creek, and it's quite possibly the most fertile land on earth. It seriously gets out of control in 3 or 4 days, and Nick had not had a chance to get to it in over a week. Plus our riding mower is out of commission right now, so all he had was our push mower. But, ever the good husband, he went right out and got started while I finished dinner and did some work in the front yard. I called his dad, and he came over with this rider, and they finally got it all done after a couple of hours. So our hopes for a relaxing evening kind of went out the window. Tonight we've got to do some interior stuff, because the appraisal guy's coming back for the inside view on Saturday. Say a prayer that it goes well!

Rated PG-13

Sigh...I'm not sure how I feel about this. Once upon a time this blog was rated R. Now, it seems, I'm a solid PG-13. I guess there's more baby than anything else on here these days.

Thanks to Hermione, Todd&Suzy, and Mitch.

An update and a new website

You guys are all so sweet, asking about me. I know I've been brief on the blog lately, and I appreciate your interest. I'm doing well with the pregnancy. I've only gained about 9 pounds so far, and considering I had lost 10 since the beginning of the year before I found out I was pregnant, I'm doing pretty good! Not to worry, I'm not gaining too little. I have my doctor keeping an eye on it. I gained way too much with Morgan, and I don't want to do that again. Besides, I certainly wasn't underweight to start with, so I've had some wiggle room so far. I feel the baby kicking every day, and I'm loving it. Nick actually got to feel her move a couple of weeks ago, and Morgan felt her a few days after that. Next Thursday I go for my glucose test, so I'm praying everything goes smoothly with that.

In related news, Nick and I are struggling a bit with what we will do as far as my job goes once the baby gets here. What we both really want is for me to be able to quit and stay home. A stay at home mom is actually what I wanted to be from the time I was little. Unfortunately our finances don't seem inclined to let that happen. We're both praying really hard about it, and we would really appreciate your prayers as well. If God provides the means to pay off some bills before then, then we can do it. Along those lines, I just started a new, very vanilla website and enabled Google AdSense on it. This website is a place where people can contribute stories about the funny/cute/profound things their kids/grandkids/nieces/nephews have said. I would really appreciate it if you would all check it out and pass the link along to all your friends, and I would be thrilled if any of you would like to contribute. All posts are anonymous unless you would like your first name published, and this will be a work friendly site, so you can share the link with anyone you like. I hope to eventually have enough readers to generate some income from the ads, and maybe even have non-Google affiliated companies place banners. Here's the link!

Mother of Invention

Gratitude Tuesday

Happy Gratitude Tuesday! Today I'm grateful for:

Water - I've always loved the water, whether it was a puddle or a creek or a lake or the ocean.

Waffle House - Waffle House was a big part of our lives when we were dating. In fact, Nick proposed to me there.

Winter - Okay, it's not my favorite season, but it has Christmas in it!

Willow Tree - I collect Willow Tree figurines. I love how simple and beautiful they are.

Waterfalls - always magical to me.

This week's baby email:


Fetal Development This Week
Week 26 of Pregnancy: Baby's Eyes Open
Your baby's eyes — which have been closed for the past few months — are now beginning to open. Your baby's brain-wave activity is also kicking in at this stage in fetal development, which means your little one can not only hear noises but can now also respond to them.
Look who's looking. Your baby's eyes — which have been closed for the past few months (so that the retina, the part of the eye that allows images to come into focus, could develop) — are beginning to open at 26 weeks pregnant. What this means is that your baby is able to see what's going on now (unfortunately the view in your uterus isn't all that exciting). But do try this at home for kicks (baby's that is): Shine a flashlight at your stomach. Your baby might kick in response (as in: "Get that light out of my eyes!"). The iris, the colored part of the eye, still doesn't have much pigmentation (that'll fill in over the next month or two), so it's too early to start guessing your baby's eye color. Even the color your baby will be born with might not be the permanent shade; so you may be kept guessing until your baby is close to six months old.

Look what else is going on this week: Your baby's brain-wave activity is kicking in at this stage in fetal development, which means your little one can not only hear noises but can now also respond to them. Not in so many words, of course, but with an increase in pulse rate or activity.
And talking about activity, at your baby's current height and weight (about nine inches tall and two pounds), and at the rate he or she is growing, your baby will soon be feeling a little cramped in your uterus. Not to worry, there's still plenty of room for your baby to grow. It just means your gymnast will have less room for those somersaults, cartwheels, and other Olympic feats.

Happy 4th of July!

Happy Independence Day, everyone! Today Nick, Morgan, and I are spending time with family. We had a great dinner, and later on we'll shoot off some fireworks. I hope you all enjoy your holiday!

Happy Gratitude Tuesday!

It's Gratitude Tuesday again! Today I'm grateful for:

Victory - hard not to be grateful for winning!

Vagina - I sure enjoy mine!

Virginity - this is an underrated possession. I'm happy to be able to say that I gave mine to Nick, 11 years ago on our wedding night.

Velocity - Mary Kay has a line of teen-oriented cosmetics called Velocity. At a friend's Mary Kay party I won a Velocity tinted lip gloss that was the most perfect shade ever for me. Unfortunately they quit carrying the shade, which seems to happen to lots of products I love. About a year ago I found one tube of it at a flea market where a lady was getting out of the business and selling her (new, unused) stock. Since then I've found some of it online, and I plan to order more as soon as I can!

Violets - a lovely little flower!

Visa - okay, I try to avoid putting things on the credit card, but my Visa Debit Card goes with me everywhere!

Veracity - there's something to be said for honesty!

Vacation - we just had the very best best vacation ever!

Things have been much better for me on the DD front since we got home. There's been no spanking, which is fine, but Nick has just been wonderful. He helped me get the house in pretty good shape on Sunday night. One thing I talked to him about on the way home from Texas is that I just needed to feel like he would hold me accountable, which he has been good about doing. He asked me to work on our bedroom yesterday when I got home, and when he got home he made sure that I remembered what he had asked me to do, and that I did it! I just feel more secure - it's amazing what a difference such a small change can make!

And this week's baby email:

Fetal Development This Week
Week 25 of Pregnancy: Baby's Lung Development
Your baby is about nine inches long and more than a pound and a half in weight this week. And don't look now (as if you could), but your baby's skin is turning pinker as small blood vessels form under the skin and fill with blood. Lungs and nostrils are also growing at this stage of fetal development.
At nine inches and more than a pound and a half in weight, your baby is taller than two juice boxes stacked one on top of the other, and almost as heavy as four of those little boxes (an analogy you'll find particularly apropos in a few years, when those juice boxes start taking over your refrigerator, your pantry, your car.…). Don't look now (as if you could), but your baby's skin is turning pinker. No, not because he or she's getting overheated (in fact, the amniotic fluid is perfectly climate controlled, keeping your baby at an always comfortable temperature), but because small blood vessels, called capillaries, are forming under the skin and filling with blood. Later this week, blood vessels will also develop in your baby's lungs, bringing them one step closer to full maturity — and one step closer to taking that first breath of fresh air. But at 25 weeks pregnant, those lungs are still very much works in progress. Though they are already beginning to develop surfactant, a substance that will help the lungs expand after the baby is born, the lungs are still too undeveloped to sufficiently send oxygen to the bloodstream and release carbon dioxide when he or she exhales.

On the road again...

Sadly our time in Texas has come to an end. We're on our way home again. We had a fabulous time, and I'd love to do it again sometime.

Nick and I had a pretty good anniversary date. His sisters kept Morgan for us and we had dinner and a movie. We saw The Proposal, which was utterly predictable, but a fun date night movie. I did initiate a conversation with him about DD. Did we accomplish anything? I don't know, maybe. We're going to try the journal thing like PK and her Nick do, so perhaps that will help. Anyway, we'll see.