Eating My Words

What happens after I mention to a few people that we are pretty lucky and Logan NEVER gets into drawers. Hmmmm.... serves me right.

Snow, Snow, Snow

Oh, snow we LOVE you! We wished you would have stayed longer, but we should be grateful for receiving over 24 inches. Please visit us again on Tuesday!

This Week I Have Loved...

Diaper Caddies... oh, how I want one!

The colors pink and brown!

The Wawa Lemonade Curtis brings home and I try to secretly take sips from. I always get caught. This is seriously the best lemonade ever!

The wonderful shower my friends threw for me! Thank you so much everyone!!! Good think I love pink now!

The Valentines decorations I have been making. I decided I need to take a break and give myself a little down time each week to just create, even if the home is not completely tidied.

The big snow storm that is supposed to start today!

What are a few things you loved this week?

Project 52: Date Nights

I came across the blog, Simply Modern Mom, today. It is fantastic! This couple's goal is to have a date night every Friday night from 9:00-10:00 PM. They have rules that is basically has to be free, unless they go out, then it has to be under $30. Most of the dates are at home and it has to be a date like atmosphere meaning no frumpy clothing.

I love it!

This is one area that Curtis and I need to work on. We have wonderful friends who are always offering to babysit for us, but to be honest, it's just so hard to get ourselves away from our home on a Friday night. We are tired from the week and just want to relax. This way, however, we can still plan on something fun and be together! Yes, I love to go on adventures, but on a day-to-day basis I love being home. This will especially work since we have #2 coming along and she will have to be attached at my hip for awhile because of nursing.

Tomorrow is our first date night... yes this is how Curtis is finding out. Since we both have read our book for this quarter, I think I will set up a little shop with hot chocolate and cookies. Mmmmm. We can be all intellectual and discuss our book.

Happy Dating!

Too Much???

Can you ever have too much technology that plays trains???

Logan doesn't think so.

He would like to thank You Tube and ITunes.

It's February And That Means...

The Olympics start soon! Wahoo!!!

Oh, and we will have a new addition to our little family. Boy, oh, boy.

Many people have wondered, including my father, what we are naming the little squirt. Honestly, we don't know. We have a few names we have finally concluded we could live with, but we probably won't make a decision until she is here.

Last night I was chatting with a dear friend of mine who is also pregnant. Of course we were talking about all the great things associated with being pregnant. You know the hormones, tears, and tubby bodies. My view of pregnancy and having a new child seems to differ from the blogs I read. Many women love the way their body is not theirs and break down in tears when they hold their little one for the first time.

Of course, as I assume with every woman, we always think of worst case scenarios. I think of these and try not to be too attached to this little alien growing in me. Which, I think is the weirdest part of being pregnant. Any moment, I feel like I am going to be that man in Spaceballs, where the alien breaks out of his chest, and does the happy dance on the restaurant counter. That is basically pregnancy for me. I don't like people touching my stomach, and have to use every restraint in me to let Curtis touch and play. Although, I do enjoy the hormones during the 2nd trimester and it is nice to wear maternity pants during Thanksgiving and Christmas with all the food and treats around. Then you step on the scale and reality sinks in... but that is a totally different post.

Which leads me into the actual birth. With Logan, all I remember is that they put him on my chest and I thought to myself that he was so heavy and wanted him off. They asked me if I wanted to hold him and I said no I did not. I didn't want anything to do with him. I don't think I held him for the first hour or two until I nursed. I was so tired. There were no tears from me and I did not instantly bond with him. I watch these baby shows and wonder if I am sometimes just weird, something that I have concluded is probably true. I find myself getting less and less sentimental in my old age. Not sure if that is a good thing or not. I find objects just clutter my home and Curtis and I even forget about our anniversary until the day before. However, I do have great intentions of making celebrations like birthdays and holidays special. But back to the subject at hand...

I am interested to see how I will react to this new little one. Will I want to be the first one to hold her? Will there be any amount of mist in my eyes? Only time will tell.

I did feel contractions for the first time last night. I didn't know what they were at first and they are not pleasant. I was induced and had an epidural right way last time so I am pretty clueless. The other night, I had to ask Curtis if he remembered if we called the doctor when it seemed like the baby was coming and then I had to ask my friend how long contractions usually last for. I think they are just starting to roll their eyes at me.

After my little adventure at the hospital Friday night, (just a quick monitoring of the baby because she hadn't been moving around) Curtis put his "foot down" on Saturday and said I had to at least write down my list of things I want at the hospital. Honestly, I have no idea. I just want to watch the Olympics! Like Curtis said, wouldn't it be awesome if I was delivering the baby while the luge or bobsled was on. How great would that be for motivation! Visualization at it's best.

Well enough babbling right now, back to work!

Good Morning!