Who needs roller coasters?

You know the funny little feeling you get in your tummy when you're at the top of the roller coaster and you're headed over the hill, getting ready to plummet towards the earth? Well, that's the feeling I'm getting today and I'm sitting perfectly still. Yesterday, I think Emmy was just as tired as Mommy because the poor girl didn't really move much until I laid back in the recliner yesterday evening. Today, she is awake and rollin' around. It's very interesting (at least to me and heck, it's my blog) how the movements have changed. A friend of mine here is pregnant as well and she describes the early moving as feeling like muscle spasms. Which is kind of true, I suppose. It feels like rapid fire movement. But now that she's running out of room, it feels like every organ I have is flipping around and moving when she turns. Thus, the funny little feeling in your tummy like when you're about to start down the roller coaster.

On a side note, she does seem to move more if I have to lean forward. I can just picture my sarcastic little "mini-me" thinking "hellooooo, MY personal space here!" :)

On a different side note: I split up my sleeping arrangements between the bed and the recliner in the living room and I think the recliner is definitely the winner. :) So we'll try starting out there tonight. Although, I'm really not okay with the idea of not sleeping with my husband. However, with his snoring last night, I may be able to overcome that issue.

p.s. it may be hormone related but I would like to confess that I am completely and totally addicted to Moonlight on CBS. Which has nothing to do with this post or Emily (though I think she likes it too), but Pastor Craig says we confess to others for healing. lol.

See why?

and this is just fun to watch: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7pqYIh3rKMU

Get your groove on, girl!

Okay, yesterday was one of the worst days of the pregnancy. I was SO nauseous and I'd just about rather feel anything but nausea. I thought I just needed to eat something so I did but that made things SO much worse. I tried again to eat something at dinner last night and french fries was the only thing I could handle. The chicken I made just caused more nausea.

However, through all of this turmoil for mommy, Emily was having a VERY good time dancing around in there. She moved more yesterday than she did the several days prior to that. She's moving a ton today too and everyone keeps telling me that I'll miss the sensation when she's born. I can totally believe it. There's something about the reassurance I feel when she's squirming around in there. It's the coolest connection to her. Part of me wishes Scott could feel her move too but the selfish part of me likes that it's just a mommy and Emmy thing. :)

Movin' and groovin'

Okay, so there is only one book I know of that is written for us plus sized girls who get pregnant. All of the others are written for you health nuts that got pregnant at a great weight and have exercised every day of the pregnancy, fought your way through the first trimester fatigue and ate only the healthiest foods despite your cravings. Really, the only mention of us overweight sisters is the chapter where we are told to lose our extra weight BEFORE getting pregnant or risk all kinds of disastrous outcomes. As if we didn't already stress about our weight and pregnancy!

One of the other things that those skinny girl pregnancy books mention in relation to women my size is how we may not feel our babies move until much later in the pregnancy because of the extra layers of fat. . . well phooey on that!

Emily is movin' y'all. I felt her once while we were on vacation and it was as if she was saying "hello? some space please?" :) Then I started feeling her once or twice a day last week but this week . . . she is movin' as much as she likes! It's a very weird feeling because it honestly feels just like what it is. . . some alien life form moving around in your belly! However, for someone as paranoid as I can be, it's awfully nice to have those constant reminders that she's in there and everything seems to be okay.

James 1:2

Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials. James 1:2

We have to put a new roof on the house we're moving out of in less than two weeks. . . . oh joy! :)

Someone asked me Sunday how my week had been and the words that came out of my mouth surprised the heck out of me. I told her "it was blessed because it could have been much worse." But it really was blessed. We found out that we have to put a new roof on the house we're selling BUT, that's what you have homeowner's insurance for, right?

In addition to handling all that this week, we also have another ultrasound but this one is supposed to be super cool. Dr. Goff said that after this one, his will seem totally boring. It's actually our first scan for birth defects. I'm sure it's going to be just fine. After all, my baby's heartbeat is perfect, why wouldn't the rest of him/her be?

I can't believe that in about 5 weeks we'll find out if our baby is a boy or girl. It seems so fast! Of course, sometimes I still think December is for-ev-er away. I just keep telling myself that after June 15th, we'll be able to really begin the nesting process the way we want because we'll be settled into our new house and should be able to fill our time transforming that house into the perfect home.

Ticker of the day . . .

Sorry I haven't updated much lately. Time at work has been extremely hectic and by the time I get home I'm just beat. Our moving saga continues as we get ready to move into our bigger home in Moore. Yesterday we had two snippets of news that were not the greatest. First. . . Scott has a hernia. How weird is that? And what remarkable timing! So now we have to rely on the graciousness of our friends and family to help us get moved since we are both out of the heavy lifting game. Then, I arrived home yesterday after our house was appraised and found that the appraiser left us a little gift. A HOLE in the FRIGGIN CEILING! Yep, I suppose they were checking out an old water stain (that was there when we moved in) and he poked a hole right through the ceiling and left the mess all over my floor. I was NOT a happy camper. Ah well, what can ya do, right?

Times they are a changin'

I came home today, sat down and realized it has been a very eventful week. Last Thursday we put our home on the market and since then, not only has it sold but we've bought a new one, started packing up the house and oh my gosh, we're moving in less than a month!

It's been such a whirlwind of activity but we're so excited. The house is going to be a fabulous place to raise our baby. It's quite a bit bigger than the house we have now. Almost 50% bigger than the one we're in now. Plus it's in Moore so it's in a better neighborhood and closer to the folks.

I honestly can't express how blessed we are. I can't wait to get into the new house.

Oh! On a side note. . . my dork of a husband and father of my unborn child. . . left the house this evening to take some stuff to storage. Great, yeah, but I was in the tub and when I got out and walked to the living room, THE FRONT DOOR IS FRIGGIN OPEN! Holy moley. Men. . .

Developing news . . .

Okay, since I last posted great things have happened.

We sold our house in one day! Well, we have a contract on it but that's pretty darn close to being sold so we're thrilled. The best part is, I no longer have to worry about keeping my house in tip-top shape because no one is going to be coming to see it anymore! wahoo! I can toss undies all over the floor and forget to take the trash out! Okay, so maybe we won't go that extreme, but at least we get to relax.

Tonight we're off to look at houses in order to find the perfect house for the bambino. :)

Somedays are just a little different

Okay then. . . I didn't get a job I'd applied for and oddly, I'm pretty relieved about it. I may be unhappy about the way that the decision was made but I'm okay with staying in my current position until after the baby is born. Who knows what I'll do after that but I'm certainly not interested in staying here much longer. There seems to be a glass ceiling for administrative assistants (which to be fair, someone did tell me long ago). There's really no training offered to us to help us expand and be more valuable to the organization so there's nowhere to go really.

However, where I am is going to be much less stressful for the duration of this pregnancy and that's all that really matters now.

In other news, we have been in contact with a real estate agent and a mortgage broker today about the pending move. We're hoping to get this show on the road soon and move asap. I just hate having to deal with the financing issues. blech!

But again, it's a good move for little Jackson/Emily so I'll tough it out.