Thursday, December 31, 2009

Yesterday and 29 Weeks

Yesterday was not my favorite day, to say the least.
But, now that it's over, I can now recap and review what happened.
I've even donned my "positive pants" (as my friend, Rachel, calls them) for the writing of this post.

Stink #1:
My flight left Nashville at 5:45 am.
Woke up at 4 am, 3 Colorado time.

Positive pants:
That meant that I'd have all day in Colorado to try to get caught up with things.

Stink #2:
The security line was ridiculous.
There were at LEAST 100 people waiting to go through one line.
Come ON, Nashville.
I kept checking the time and thinking, "30 minutes before my flight leaves. I can do it."
"20 min..."
"15 min..."
I finally got through and ran to my gate.
I'm sure I was a spectacle with my big belly and high heel boots.

Positive pants:
I board and go to my seat.
Mom with 3 kids behind me.
Mom with 3 kids next to me.
Awesome.
But wait!
A dad asked me to trade seats with him.
The flight attendant directed me to 3C.
3C=aisle, more leg room, AND no one sitting in the middle seat next to me.
Score!

Stink #3:
Arrived in Denver.
Went to get my bag before catching the bus to take me to my car.
Announcement: "Frontier passengers, your bags will be delayed. There is one person unloading 3 airplanes at this time."
Come ON, Denver!
I kept consulting the time and the bus schedule.
My bag finally arrived and I had 3 minutes to catch the bus.
I ran in heels, again.
That time, with a huge suitcase in tow.

Positive pants:
The bus pulled in just as I ran up.
I didn't have to wait for it.
That's nice.

Stink #4:
I think it's ridiculous that RTD charges $8 to drive me a whopping 10 miles to my car.
On top of that, they now charge to park your car in the lot.
There is no Positive pants counter to that.

Stink #5:
This is the one that officially broke by day.
I got to my car only to find a flat tire.
But, it's not just flat.
There was also a nice little snow drift up against that tire.
(Imagine this, but with icy snow piled up next to it.)
And it was 25 degrees outside.
Crap.
I saw an RTD security guy and told him my situation.
Him: "Well do you have a spare?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "And do you have a jack?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "Then you'll be able to change it just fine."
Me: "Well, do you think you could help me with it?"
Him: "Sorry, but no. We can't due to liability reasons."

This is where I walked back to my car, called Ben, and started crying.
Ben suggested that he could either talk me through it, or we could call a mechanic, or something.

I gained a little confidence.
I can do this!
I, on a whim, packed up and moved to Colorado when I was 21 and made it work.
At 23, I worked my tail off to turn a struggling preschool into a successful one.
I renovated a crappy 1950's trailer to make it a cool place to live, doing a lot of the work myself.
Surely I can change a tire.

I got everything out of the trunk.
I looked up to see 2 RTD security guys parked about 5 cars away chatting with each other.
Jerks.
Ben talked me through how to get the car jacked up.
I try, but it kept slipping under the car since I'm parked on 2-3" of ice.
After many failed attempts, I waved one of the security guys over.
I asked if he can simply tell me what I'm doing wrong.

Positive pants:
He started chipping away at the ice to make a spot for the jack.
Then, he said, "Gosh, you're not really dressed to do this...no hat, no gloves..."
(At this point, I was fully convicted that I had made a poor shoe choice for the day.)
I saw his eyes on my belly.
"You're PREGNANT?? You shouldn't be doing this! I'll take care of this for you. 
Just don't tell my supervisor I helped you."
Thank you, Jesus!!
Finally, a pregnancy benefit!
He struggled with changing it since everything was icy and frozen.
I just felt even more validated when he pulled and tugged to get the tire off...
then asked the other guy for help, too.
When it was good to go, I headed out to a tire shop a mile away to get it fixed.
Bonus: they didn't charge me to fix my tire!

Stink #6:
I'm coughing.
Coughing so hard that it makes my throat hurt.
I caught it while in TN with my family.
I won't name any names, but you know who you are!! ;)

Positive pants:
I got in to see my chiropractor yesterday and today.
I've also loaded up on sleep and vitamins.
Still coughing a little, but am feeling much better.

Stink #7:
Jack puked everywhere last night.
He made a nice little trail from the living room rug, to the dining room rug, and then to the back door.

Positive pants:
He only puked up water.
That was easy to clean up.

Alright, that's all.
I'm amazed if you read all of that.
This HAS to be the longest post ever.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Best gift ever!

I've become quite sentimental since all this baby stuff.

As a result, I've been wanting items from when Ben and I were babies...blankets, clothes, pictures, anything!
Debbie, Ben's mom, has a lot of those items.
She kept quite a bit of his baby things, including all of his childhood Christmas ornaments.
The mobile on Alice's crib is the same one that was on Ben's crib when he was a baby.
Here's your visual:
I love it!

When I asked my mom about some baby things, she said she had given that stuff away.
She's not a keeper of things.
Example: A few years ago I asked her for my prom and formal dresses so I could make them into dress-up clothes for the preschool.
Nope! No dresses.
They were long gone to Goodwill.
Sad.

So, imagine my surprise on Christmas morning when I opened a present and found this:

It's Holly Hobby!
Mom explained that it was my favorite doll as a child...that I LOVED her.
I must admit, I was a little doubtful.
I don't remember Holly Hobby at all.
My mom also has 5 of us, so every once in awhile, details get a little fuzzy. :)

Then, lo and behold, this picture popped up across the digital picture frame we got for her for Christmas:
There she is!
Holly Hobby in my arms!!

I can't wait to take pictures of Alice with Holly Hobby.

This is my favorite gift, by far.
That's probably not to fair to declare, since we're having the Bolton family Christmas on Friday.
But, it's pretty unlikely this can be trumped. :)

Thank you, Mom, for saving Holly Hobby for Alice and I!

Next up...
I want this dress:
This is me.
(I wish my fluffiness was still that cute!)
There's also a picture of my mom wearing the same dress.
My sister is currently holding it hostage.

Alright, Chrissy, what do you want for it??? :)

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Christmas, Part 2

Christmas #2:
Christmas with the Locantes.
Really, it's Christmas Eve.
Christmas Eve is a big deal in our family.
I also didn't take any pictures on Christmas Day, so this will have to do.
Honestly, I like Christmas Eve the best, anyway.
(I just overused the word "Christmas".)

This is the scene.
The family gathers in the kitchen, where the food is being prepared.

I taught my nieces how to make "cootie catchers".
Every once in awhile, your "fortune" would be something good like, "You're awesome".
But, there was a far greater chance of getting some sort of ominous message like,
"You will die an early death" or "Tomorrow will be a bad hair day".
Here's Olivia delivering the news to Ben:

Luke was "strongly encouraged" to join the family in the blessing of the meal.

Feasting time!
When you have a chef in the family, you eat well!
Paul made some amazing dishes!

But, this is always my favorite!
Brussels sprouts!
(Yes, I'm serious. I love it!)

Cass and Luke with their festive hats.

Most of the guys, my brother, Will, Ben, and my nephews, Paul and Sam.

Ben, Sam, and Sophie

Mom, Chrissy, and I

It was a wonderful evening!
Christmas day was nice, too.
We slept in a bit, drank coffee, opened gifts, ate breakfast, played a game, and lounged around.
A perfect day!

Alice got the BEST gift. I'll post about that later. :)


Christmas, Part 1

You know that movie, Four Christmases?
This is our version.
Three Christmases.

Christmas #1:
Christmas with the Andersons.

My sister, Chrissy, and I

Here's what I love about this next picture...
My nephew, Paul, received a Wii game.
Problem: they don't have a Wii.
(They were getting one for Christmas...but didn't know it, yet.)
So, he opens it and says, "A Wii game! Thanks!" with a funny smile on his face.
I love when teenagers feel awkward. :)

Lovebirds, Chrissy and Paul

We took a BUNCH of pictures of us with our Granny.
She kept making comments like, "Do you guys know something I don't?", implying that she was going to die soon, or something.
No, our family is just notoriously bad about taking pictures.
On top of that, Granny is terrible at just looking at the camera and smiling.
Future post: Granny bloopers! :)

Here's Granny with the grandkids.

And with the great-grandkids.
I really wanted to stick my belly in the picture, just for fun.

Ben, Granny, and I

Chrissy, Dad, and I

I really like this one...even though my Dad is putting bunny ears on Paul.
I look like a "normal" sized person!

We had brunch, opened gifts, and visited with each other.
At one point, my Dad took Ben to see his gun collection, which always makes me laugh.
He talked about guns with my dad for at least 30 minutes.
He's such a good sport!

One down, two to go!

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Twenty-eight

It's official...
I feel like a whale.
I can hear all of you mommies out there saying, "Just you wait."
I know, I know.

Friday, December 18, 2009

27

 

I have to post this quickly before my computer battery dies.
My sweet husband accidently took my power cord to work with him today. Whoops!

Alice and I are doing well.
She's still about the size of an eggplant and is moving around all the time.
I'm actually 28 weeks today...12 weeks until her due date! Crazy!!
My midwife appointments now get bumped up to every 2 weeks instead of every 3.
I also have the dreaded gestational diabetes test today.
At least she doesn't make me drink the nasty gunk.
That's so nice of her!

Friday, December 11, 2009

Martha

While walking through Target the other day, I passed through the Christmas candy aisle.
That was my first mistake. I should've just grabbed the ornament I needed and headed to the registers.

Instead, I had a weak moment and picked up a bag of Dove dark chocolate.
I haven't been much of a chocolate eater since being pregnant, so I don't really know what came over me.
Regardless, I didn't fight the urge and purchased the chocolate.

I get home and bust open a piece. Mmm!

Then, I read the wrapper, which is usually one of my favorite things about Dove chocolates.

Not this time.

It said, "Use a damask runner to create an elegant table setting. -Martha Stewart"

What?!

So I look at the bag. It says, "Martha Stewart's Very Own Holiday Tips On Every Wrapper".
What a rip-off!
I don't want her overachieving, over-the-top, unobtainable, decorating and cooking propaganda on my chocolate wrappers!

I open another one.

"Roll ice cream scoops in coconut for snowman-inspired treats. -Martha Stewart"
Oh, please.

And another one.

"A Christmas open house is a relaxing way to entertain. -Martha Stewart"
Relaxing? Going to the spa is relaxing...not hosting an open house.

I should've stopped there, but I couldn't.
I opened another.

"Try roast goose instead of turkey for an old-world menu. -Martha Stewart"
(Rolls eyes)

“Cut marshmallows into shapes to serve in hot cocoa. -Martha Stewart"
Yep. I'll get right on that.


Don't get me wrong, I LOVE Christmas.
But, I will not be having a Martha Stewart Christmas...or any resemblance of it.

I'm enjoying my low-key, budget friendly holiday season.
We're focusing on the birth of our Savior and spending time with our family and friends.
That's how WE roll.

She can keep her reindeer.



Maybe I should write my own holiday tips!

"Swiss Miss hot chocolate tastes good."
"Last year's Christmas decor is just as pretty this year."

Alright, this concludes my Martha Stewart Christmas rant.
Now, I need to come down off my sugar high. :)

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

26, Nursery, Gifts

Not much has changed from last week, which is good!
I'm hoping we stay this size for a little while.
I don't think I could handle the same rate of growth for the next 14 weeks. :)
 

I worked on Alice's room just a bit.
I LOVE this tree and the little birds!
My friend, Rachel, came over and helped me put it on the wall.
 

I wanted her name on the wall, but all I could find were capital letters.
The preschool/kindergarten teacher in me refused to put "ALICE" on the wall.
So, I made a sign with some paper and modge podge.
I haven't decided if it will stay, or not.
We'll see.
A girl's allowed to change her mind, right?
 

And on a completely unrelated topic...
I decided I wanted to wrap some Christmas gifts.
But, I haven't purchased any wrapping paper, yet.
So, I used magazines.
I like the way it turned out.
I just may not buy wrapping paper this year.
Isn't that so "green" of me? ;)
 

Dumbest song in the world.

"Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird."


Seriously? A mockingbird?
Why in the world would someone want a mockingbird in their house?

THEN! If the mockingbird doesn't sing, which I would personally prefer, the baby would get a diamond ring!!???
That's quite the upgrade!
And why would a baby need a diamond ring? I didn't get one until I was 28!

The silly song goes on to offer the baby other useless items: a looking glass, a billy goat, a cart and bull, a horse and cart...

All that baby probably wants is a clean diaper and to be fed!

That's it!
I will not be singing that song to Alice.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Twenty-five

 


 


Alright, it's been awhile, so here's another one of those questionnaire things...

How far along? 25 Weeks. 100 days to go. I can't believe I'm almost to the double digits!

Total weight gain/loss: I thought about deleting this one. Then, I decided I need to be a big girl (no pun intended) and face the facts. I'm SUPPOSED to be gaining weight. I still struggle with this. This is me being honest with all 5 of you who read this. :) I've gained 18 pounds thus far. There. I did it. That didn't hurt TOO bad.

How big is baby? She's the size of an eggplant. Weighs somewhere around 1.5 lbs. (That's right...only 1.5 pounds of my 18 pounds is baby. Sweet. But, my midwife said I'm normal, so I'm sticking with that!)

Maternity clothes? You betcha! Actually, as I write this, I'm wearing a skirt and shirt that's pre-pregnancy. Both are stretchy and cotton though. :)

Stretch marks? None, yet. I should ask my mom if she ever got them...since they're hereditary and all.

Sleep: It's been good to pretty good. Nothing to write home about.

Best moment this week: Hearing Alice's heartbeat at my appointment yesterday. I was also told, "That's the best pee I've seen all day!"

Movement: Tons!! One of my new favorite activities is watching my belly move. It's so cool!

Food cravings: Nope.

Gender: Girl!

Labor Signs: Heck no. Hopefully there won't be any for awhile!

Belly Button in or out? In.

What I am looking forward to: Seeing my Boulder friends this weekend!

Weekly Wisdom: Haven't received any this week. Anyone?? I hope someone says, "Go get a massage." Oh, how I'd love to lie on one of those belly-less tables for awhile!

Milestones: Almost to double digits...99 days until her (official) due date. I can't believe how fast these months are going by! Also, I've convinced myself she won't arrive until around March 20th. We'll see!