A Day of Change

Today marks the first day of Tom going back to second shift. It feels weird. I’m sure Han and I will get used to by the end of the week. Both Tom and I have all new daily routines and I think it is a little bit more lonely without him around at nights.

We officially own the house that we live in, yay! Settlement went very smoothly and we have no worries. I did get to thinking while I was there that Tom and I really need a will set up in case we both croak. I’ll have to put that on my to-do-list.

I was stunned to hear that Hannah jumped out of her crib today. Tom was in the shower and she decided she didn’t want to wait in the crib for him to finish. She jumped out landed on the floor and kept on trucking into the bathroom. I believe Tom said she didn’t even cry!

I’m anemic now with this pregnancy. I’ve been taking iron for about two weeks or somewhere close to that and still feel very tired so I guess I’m just tired. I will also have to have ultrasounds every week until I’m due which begins this Wednesday. This is just to measure the size of the baby and to make sure nothing weird is going on since I have diabetes and HBP.

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This Day Sucks

Today has not been a good day. It started it off fairly okay and then I got to work and it went rapidly down hill. As soon as I got to work I realized that the other girl that shares the same job function as me left a good amount of work for me to do today. She has off every Friday and for whatever reason left me a bunch of her work to do. That throroughly ticked me off and I was about to blow. I was at the stage where you are so mad that you could just cry, like I had some how been defeated.

Then a few hours later, my friend shared something very personal and quite traumatic with me and our other friend. I am still feeling so sad for her. I have never been someone to cry along with another person. Today was different, I must have cried with her everytime she cried and then some. I wanted to help her but there was nothing I could do to change anything that was happening to her. I am still thinking about everything that is happening to her and it just seems so senseless and has no justification. She is a very sweet and honest person that does not deserve this one bit.

Then I finally get home and I just want to go to bed. I don’t want to stay up watching TV with Tom even though that’s what he wants to do I just want to sleep. Of course Tom gives me grief about wanting to sleep. I really just wish that he would understand. I am tired because a) I’m pregnant and b) I work 9-10 hours a day so no I really don’t want to stay up past ten o’ clock everynight to spend time with you. I want my old trusty bed that I love so much and I want to sleep. Perhaps in January maybe not until February will I want to stay up later but, I am doubting that too. It’s time for you to realize that I need to go to bed no later than 9:00 every night. I’m getting older you know!

Then I come to let my dog out for the night and read this. I’ll miss that dog.

This day sucks.

Good News!

So I mentioned once before that we are in the process of buying the house we currently live in from my parents. I got good news as I was about to leave work yesterday, our loan was approved and we are going to settlement on Monday the 28th! We got a super interest rate of 4.875% and our mortgage man even thanked us for having good credit. I gave myself a pat on the back for that!

My BF also found out that the offer she put down on the house she wanted to buy was approved! Good news for everybody yesterday!

“Now You Know The Birthdate”

A strange way to think about it but makes perfect sense. I received a call from the OB’s office yesterday, the surgery scheduler was calling to let me know my C-section is scheduled for December 14th at 1:30pm. I had a rush of nervousness and excitement come over me. It will be exactly three months until I have another child, I don’t know why but it scares me just a little.

I know this time is going to fly by, I will cherish this pregnancy as much as I can. This will most likely be my last.

A Few Facts…

A – Age: 24 – not for much longer, I have almost exactly a month left until 25.
  
B – Bed size: king, that is not big enough on nights Tom is home, doesn’t he know the entire bed is mine?
 
 C – Chore you hate: Cleaning the bathroom, seriously if the tables were turned men would  learn to aim with a quickness

D – Pet’s name: Molly the Pomeranian 

E – Essential start your day item: breakfast, I could never go without it!

F – Favorite color: red

G – Gold or Silver: gold, as in yellow

H – Height: 5′5″Just your average height woman 

I – Instruments you play(ed): the piano

J – Job title: HR Operations Specialist II

K – Kid(s): Technically two and no more for me thanks.

L – Living arrangements: Own our home

M – Mom’s name: Betty

N-Nicknames: Heddy, Beth, Bethany 

O – Overnight hospital stay other than birth: just giving birth, I’m healthy like that!

P – Pet Peeve: bouncing balls, clicking pens, clicking anything, lack of common sense…what doesn’t tick me off?

Q – Quote from a movie: “He’s a real gentleman, I bet he takes the dishes out of the sink before he pees in it.”  Ouiser, Played by Shirley MacLaine  in the movie Steel Magnolias.

R – Right or left handed: righty.

S – Siblings: Chase

T – Time you wake up: 5:30ish
 
U- Underwear: yes, everyday
 
V – Vegetable you dislike: lima beans 

W – Ways you run late: getting children and yourself ready and out the door!

X – X-rays you’ve had: mouth and leg

Y – Yummy food you make: what is this make food you speak of?
 
Z – Zone: eastern
 
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Stupid Neighbors

I have probably mentioned it before but I really can’t stand my neighbors. They have two boys who have 40,000 friends that come over every day and they all play basketball in the driveway together. They scream and holler and bounce the basketball until you are ready to stick your head out the window and yell for them to knock it off. I think if someone wanted to torture me they would just need to bounce a basketball it’s the equivalent of clicking a pen in my book. The kids also run in my yard and knock the ball into my gutter.

Recently, I noticed they started taking my ladder that is on the side of our house. They don’t ask mind you-they take it, use it and put it back. Today I was coming home from my parent’s house and noticed the ladder was currently in use by the dad this time, what the hell! Even as Hannah and I walked past he didn’t say “Hello” or “I borrowed your ladder, hope you don’t mind.” I just really think that is weird, I would never go in someone’s yard and “borrow” something without asking.

The mother who is NEVER home, I am convinced she works two or three jobs. Has this strange habit of honking the horn about 10 ten times at night. It is usually around 9:00, 9:30 or 10:00 and you hear the horn start honking while you are laying in bed. She begins the honking in front of our house and then continues honking while she is parked in her driveway. Super annoying! Tom happened to be out front smoking one night when she came home. He watched her gather all of her things out of the car…all the while honking. The front light flicked on and she RAN into the house. Tom came back in and reported to me that she is scared which may be the cause for all of this honking. You would think they would just use a cell phone and call into the house for whomever to meet her at the front door instead of waking up the entire street. When I told my mom about her being scared she asked if Tom then put a ski mask on and jumped out of the bushes at her. Everytime I hear that horn I think of how funny that would be, muhuwahaha!

Not The Tweezers!

My favorite tweezers have gone missing, you know those tweezers that could pick the smallest of a nub of hair out. That would be those. It is setting my OCD into overdrive! I think that a) Hannah somehow got them and carried them off, or b) Tom is screwing with me and is testing how long I can go with out tweezers. This is so not cool, I am kind of slightly a picker, ahem. I really don’t know how much longer I can hold out. I think I need to begin shopping for my perfect tweezers again!

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