November update

Got to spend the morning with Adam today. His writing class is done for the semester and he didn't go to school early to study so he could come with me to baby appointment #3. I thought we were getting an ultrasound, but instead, I just had some blood taken for the screening test and get to call to make the appointment for the ultrasound. In a month.

Also to my surprise, they had some H1N1 on hand so I got the vaccine today too! Yay for needles! Not really. We got to hear the heartbeat again, in the 150's now, and apparently the little monster is bouncing around and doing flips in its happy little pouch. Of course I still can't feel any of it, but the midwife said to expect to feel some kicks at 20 weeks.

(THIS IS FOR YOU MANI...) I've finally broken the 180 limit, which I am okay with because I bounce between 175 and 180 on any given day, so it's nice to see there is actually some mass there that doesn't belong to me. Either that, or I've grown some new muscles. Probably not.

Midwife said to keep exercising. You know, first my ligaments started to get loose so I had to make that adjustment for volleyball, but now, I can barely use my stomach muscles and my serves don't make it over and my hits are all pansy! I have no more snap. I'd like to be playing until 8 months, but I'll probably switch over to swimming if the midwives give me a stop recommendation. Depends on how big the bump gets. Maybe I should start saving for a bathing suit. But then I might slough if off and waste the money. Volleyball's pretty much the only exercise I actually leave the house for. Maybe I can still do DDR at 8 months.

This does mean I've been good about food--now that I don't hate vegetables I get to eat them all the time. Lucky for me, fast food still sounds barfy (even though McDonalds is doing Monopoly again!!), although my guilty pleasures are cheeses, bready pastries and BUTTER. Not only do I gain weight if I give in too much, but I get heart attacks! Hooray!

Oh man, there was a kid in primary yesterday who was talking about donuts. He sat right behind me. It was killing me. THEN he started talking about steak. Boy was that torture. All I had was dried apricots.

In other news, I just got word that my grandma went to the hospital, which i am not okay with, but the whys and whats are unknown at this point. Hopefully it's nothing she can't recover from. My other grandma broke her hip, is in care, and doesn't really know what's going on (that part isn't new). In good news, my grandma in Cali has no reported health problems and I'm looking forward to visiting her in the summer (she's also 10 years younger than the other two).

The sun is out today. Makes a huge difference in my energy level. Time to go put some games together for my activity days girls for later today.

What a killer

I played for a Russian team last week (volleyball) while my team was up for ref--they were short a player. After that, we played another full match. Honestly, I think that's what did me in, because I caught this horrible throat/mild fever/sinus infection the next day and was sick all last week. Tonight's my last dose of antibiotic and my voice is almost back to normal. And I can breathe. Yay breathing!

The best part though was that I could eat anything I wanted. Real sickness seems to trump pregnancy symptoms for me this time. I'm not sure which I enjoyed more. Hopefully, that will be the one sickness for these next few years. Blast weakened immune systems and poor diet :D

I got to enjoy my first pity perks yesterday! That's right. I got 2 (TWO!) Halloween pumpkin sugar cookies in primary and they were deeeelicious.



Our power went out yesterday before church and came back on around 5 or so. Thank goodness because I didn't really want to watch all of the Angels/Phillies game, but instead I got Adam to play board games with me for a few hours :) Yay board games!

Also, I feel like complaining, so I will do that here:

1. I complain too much
2. I don't want to play volleyball tonight
3. I do want to play volleyball tonight
3.1 If I don't play volleyball tonight, I'm going to play tomorrow and Thursday. That should not be my volleyball highlight of the week.
4. My dogs are stupid and don't listen to me
5. I don't walk my dogs
6. I have great ideas for one of my client's business cards, but my printer started doing non-profit ONLY and I need to get pricing estimates.
7. I don't feel like doing anything
8. I'm bored because I'm not doing anything
9. I hate being unproductive
10. I still don't feel like doing anything
11. I miss liking cleaning my house
12. I have people to call back. That's something to do. I think I'll go do that.

I think the great part is that I'm blaming this all on pregnancy energy (or lack thereof actually).

Okay, okay

I suppose I've hidden it long enough for a number of reasons, but am tired of not writing about it :) We are expecting at the end of April. Well, that's the estimated due date, but it's also finals week for law school students and not the best time to birth a child if I want my husband available. And present. Adam has been very clear to the (lovingly prenamed) monster to come the first of May, after finals :) However, if he happens to be in the middle of a final and I go into labor, I am literally going to be right across the street. Hospital location FTW.

So I am three months along and next week we get to go in and hear the monster's heartbeat for the first time :) With the exception of constant stomach perturbation, random heartburn and aching boobs, it's still not quite real, although I am starting to show a little bit.

I got in trouble last week at my WIC appointment :D The worker eyed me suspiciously and asked "are you really pregnant?" because I had actually lost 2 pounds since the first appointment. It baffled me: You tell a pregnant woman to exercise every day, and include the common knowledge of morning sickness and food aversion--is that not within a normal, possible range? She didn't ask for details, so I didn't bother explaining. Perhaps not many pregnant women lose weight when they hate food and play volleyball three nights a week. But my midwife isn't worried so I'm not.

I started looking up things that we'll need for a third, miniature human and tried a registry at target.com. Of all the products, I found maybe 3 that we need. It's funny, we actually have all the big stuff already thanks to my mom and sisters in law. Maybe I'm weird because having a theme or doing up the nursery doesn't sound appealing to me? The one thing I am most excited about is getting a Moby wrap so I can bundle the monster to my body while I take care of the daily stuff and baby can come with me everywhere. Mmm snuggly baby!

Quick update.

Busy weekend!

Saw Grandma and my 2 sisters who live in Cali, got family pictures on Saturday. Sunday taught chatty 11 year olds about the temple and went to my baby sister's birthday celebration. For some reason the potato salad was extra delicious to me.

Today, got some dishes done! Saw my favorite person for lunch, get to hang out with him before volleyball tonight and am churning out business card print-layouts.

The brain is on world music for final fantasy 12. Ohhh the genius orchestration!

French toast for lunch.

Hrm hrm hrm.

What a weekend

I find I'm more in the mood to use detail if I post right after an event. So here are the cliff's notes :)

Saturday Adam and I spent all day fixing our cars. His back left wheel has been humming loudly and we just got a hold of the swivel part we can use to take his tire off to check things out. The bearing was bad. To fix it, Les Schwab wanted like $300. $90 at very least to use their 2-ton press (for some reason, you have to press the part in and out of the wheel and it requires a tremendous amount of force).

We gave his car an oil change since it was already on jacks.

We topped off my car, found out it was nearly devoid of oil, and gave my car an oil change as well.

My car needs a new CV joint. (Attaches to the wheel on front-wheel drive cars. I have no idea what purpose it serves, but the part looks shredded.) We're going to ask a friend-recently-discovered-to-be-a-mechanic what he'll charge.

We finished car work about 4pm and I went with Adam to work at War Paint. THEN we spontaneously met up with family at the Fair, which was a blast. I've never been before.

I've realized I'm "old" when I heard myself say "oh, my favorite part was walking around and looking at stuff" instead of "rides!"

Sunday saw family and played Phase 10 (and lost) into the hours of the night.

Monday I ran around with Adam, first finding a wheel bearing, and then luckily, a 2-ton press (for FREEEE). Thank you Shultzs and Greg!

The biggest thrill was saving all that money and doing boy stuff with my husband. I would have never thought of myself as able to work on a car. He makes it look so simple. *sigh*

Volleyball tonight!

Mooshy introspective nonsense

I have come to the conclusion that one cannot make another like oneself. Or even be kind to oneself. Or treat oneself with a general degree of respect. I actually found an interesting piece of advice in one of those spam emails that come from working with people. It said "It's none of your business what other people think about you". I'm not sure how I feel about that, but find it pertinent to share nonetheless.

I believe I have become caught yet again in mildly obsessing when people get the wrong idea about me. (Granted I am never the most accurate communicator and it still upsets me.) However, I have also come to the conclusion that ultimately, one cannot change that either, and it doesn't really matter. While important to be accepted by one's peers, it shouldn't govern one's happiness. Take that Confucius!

In dealing with those feelings, I find the teachings of Christ when he was on the earth in Matthew (5:44) and Nephi (3rd N 12:44) to be most comforting:

But behold I say unto you, love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them who despitefully use you and persecute you;

It also helps to remember that everybody's nice to someone and are therefore capable of compassion and kindness. Even though it's not always towards you. That's probably one reason why the Lord asks us to forgive everyone all the time, over and over.

Yawn. Ah, self help sessions are always therapeutic.



Exciting post coming mid September. Promise.

Ahhh

I am happy today.

On another note, behold, the good dog of happiness and contentment.