Monday, December 28, 2009

Maternity photos!!!

Since hubby will be leaving in a matter of days (*sigh*), we got some maternity photos done before he left. I'm pretty happy with the way they turned out. Here we are, at 33w3d:

Friday, December 25, 2009

Our Christmas :)

Today was a good day. I'm very grateful that hubby was able to be here to celebrate Christmas with us (even if he's not the biggest fan of the holiday)- the Air Force was originally thinking of making him leave Christmas Eve. Mom, Aunt Karen, hubby and I each exchanged one present last night, and opened the rest today. Hubby totally surprised me with a video game I've wanted to play that I got a taste of several years ago and have wanted ever since. It's pretty hard to find, so I kind of gave up looking a few years ago, but he somehow managed to find a copy of the original game AND the sequel, unopened. He's awesome :)

Among other things, we got Mom new bath mats for in front of the sink and tub, which she really wanted because our old ones are looking pretty old. We also got her 4 pounds of Dunkin' Donuts ground coffee, because the woman absolutely cannot live without her coffee, and drinks it from the time she gets up 'til the time she goes to bed. I seriously wish we had the camera ready. We didn't have any boxes big enough for the bath mats, so I folded them up and wrapped them separately, then put them together with ribbon. Fame and Mom's dog Sydney will grab the wrapping paper once you start peeling it and will peel it the rest of the way off the package, and they also like it when you crumple the paper into a ball and throw it for them. They've never actually grabbed the package. Well, I guess Sydney must have been REALLY excited for Christmas this year, because she got into the package of bath mats as soon as Mom picked it up to open it. Sydney grabbed a corner of the paper and started tearing, then stole the whole package from Mom (it weighed a couple pounds- they're thick, luxiourious bath mats), took it farther into the room out of the reach of everyone, and proceded to pull the bath mats out of the paper. She even went as far as to shake the bath mat around after she freed it from the wrap. It was hysterical. Then Mom goes to open her box of coffee. We have the 4 pounds of coffee laid out side by side in a gift box. Sydney tried to steal the whole box and open it. She's a mess. I have no idea what got into her this year, but it definitely provided for an entertaining morning.

Everyone got great gifts, and Fame and Syd had a LOT of fun helping us open them, and then playing with the discarded paper. Here's Fame, happy as can be:

We had a great day at Uncle Paul and Aunt Pam's house, where we had Christmas dinner and did a grab bag that's always fun. By the time we came home, I was TIRED. I tried to fall asleep, but then got some miraculous second wind, even though I'm still exhausted deep down. lol

Oh, and I forgot- last night, I managed to put some balls on our Christmas bush ;)

(They're mini balls. Like, smaller than golf balls. About the size of a shooter marble, I guess. They fit the bush nicely. lol)

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Merry Christmas!

I know, it's only the 23rd, but I won't be on much the next couple of days.

First, here's a picture of me at 32.5 weeks:

Things have been so hectic in the last few months that we weren't even able to get the house ready for Christmas, and had no place for a Christmas tree. However, Mom managed to find this little potted evergreen that kind of looks like a palm tree. So, I call it our Christmas bush, and isn't it LOVELY? lol

Second, here's a picture of Fame, looking not-so-merry, wishing you all a Merry Christmas!!

Friday, December 18, 2009

Taa daaaaa! I put together my travel system!!

Here it is! Lightweight, easy to fold, easy to snap in the carseat. Handles like a dream! LOVE it! Only a few weeks to go, and I'll have a passenger for it!!! :D

Monday, December 14, 2009

Baby shower photos!!!

Here are some pics from my shower yesterday. It was such a nice get-together!!! We're so blessed that our family and friends were able to share this special day with us!

Here's the Pack N Play THAT MY BFF BOUGHT!!!!

And these are my FAVORITE pictures from yesterday - me and my Grandpa! <3

Saturday, December 5, 2009

I love my hubby :)

My birthday is officially a million times better now. Hubby brought home a beautiful boquet of flowers that he picked out and arranged himself! I LOVE THEM (AND HIM)!!! Lillies are my favorite, and they look so nice with the roses!!! I'm totally on cloud nine right now. :)

It's my birthday... and it's snowing. Blahhh

Yes, it's snowing. It sucks. We've only had flurries once so far (the other day), and it lasted like 2 hours. I went with Mom and Aunt Karen to the salon to get our hair done, and it started flurrying there. No big deal. Then it turned into those giant, wet flakes that stick to everything. Ugggghhh! So much for me having my hair straightened. There's nothing that ruins a hairdo faster than humidity.

Here's what it looks like outside:

Friday, December 4, 2009

Belly pics!!!

Here are some 30 week belly pics!

30 weeks!

As of today, I am 75% of the way there!!!! (Or maybe more, if Marius decides to make his appearance before 40 weeks, which I have a feeling he will. We'll see.)

My birthday is tomorrow! Definitely excited because my mom got me a pair of boots I really wanted. Not to happy that hubby has to get up before the ass crack of dawn and spen the day on base, but whatever. There's nothing we can do about that. Either tomorrow or Sunday he will get his orders to leave for tech school, so we'll finally have an exact date when he's leaving. *sigh*

My baby shower is next Sunday (Dec 13). I can't believe that's almost here already. Time is flying. However, I'm sure after hubby leaves it will feel like time is crawling by very slowly.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Uggghhhh... found more damage this morning.

So I went out this morning to re-assess the damage in the daylight, and they managed to hit steel again last night too. This definitely wasn't there yesterday- I would have seen it because it's like a foot away from the hole in the door. This one was on the pillar between my windshield and my driver's door window. Like, seriously? You're aiming for HUGE PIECES OF GLASS, and you manage to hit a 1.5" wide strip of steel instead??? WTF. It would have been sooooooo much easier and cheaper if they had actually managed to hit the windshield or the window. Like, they were so close that BB left a trace of copper in the hole. So there's ANOTHER part of my car that's gonna have to be totally sanded and repainted. I seriously HATE these people and wish I could find them.

NOT a happy camper.

Yesterday was a shitty day. Fame and I ran some errands, and visited the farm stand that my mom's BFF works at. It's 3.2 miles from my house. I left the farm stand and drove home to drop Fame off, because I had to go the grocery store and didn't want him sitting in the car that long. I pull in the driveway, let him out of the car, close my door, and there's a chunk of paint missing from my door. Now, if you know how I am with my car (aka my 3rd baby after Marius and Fame), you'd know that I inspect it for damage damn near every time I go to get in it- when I leave the house, when I leave the store, etc. There was NO damage on it when I left the farm stand.

Upon examining this damage further, I realize that it looks like it was caused by a BB. At the top of the first image is the rubber seal right below my window.
Here is the route I took home (my house is A, the farm stand is B): Notice there's NOTHING there. The area between the farm stand and Hays Rd is pretty rural - houses are far apart, a few of them have horses. It's a 45 MPH road. Whoever shot me did it while I was driving home. If they had done it while I was parked at the 2 stops I went to, 1. I would have noticed the damage right away, 2. Fame would have indicated that something was amiss, since he was in the car, and 3. They would have probably hit the window, which is what kids with BB guns usually aim for. What scares me is that the BB hit the drivers door, about 3 inches below the window. If it had been a little higher, it would have shattered the window. If it passed through the window, it would have either hit me or Fame, since he was riding shotgun. It probably would have scared the shit out of me and may have caused me to go off the road and crash into something. They could have put my life, Marius' life, and/or Fame's life in jeopardy. I DO NOT take that lightly.

So now I'm pissed that someone could have hurt us, AND my car is messed up. The paint was missing right down to the steel, so it's not just a touch-up job. The whole door is going to have to be sanded and repainted. I called my mom and she didn't want to file an insurance claim to get it repaired because she didn't want our rate to go up. There's no way in hell I'm leaving the door like that, because the paint would continue to chip and bubble, and the door would rust. I decided to take my car down to the body shop for an estimate to see what it would cost out of pocket. I call my insurance company from the body shop to find out what my deductible is for my comprehensive coverage so I can compare it to the actual cost of the repair on the estimate and see which way I'd make out better. The insurance agent says I can open a claim and close it, that way if I decided to go the insurance route I can just pick right up where I left off. So I do that. Of course, the owner of the body shop confirms that the door, will in fact, have to be totally sanded and painted. Great. His estimate was $450. My deductible is $250. I don't even have $250 to my name, let alone the actual price of the repair. He throws some touch-up paint on the damage for me, just to seal it up a little until I figure out what I'm gonna do.

Fast forward. It's 11 pm. Hubby just turned in for the night, and I'm laying in bed reading. Our bedroom is on the wall adjacent to the driveway. We hear "POP POP POP" and a car going around the corner as my alarm starts to go off. Just fucking wonderful. Hubby jumps up, grabs his keys and heads out the door. I grab a weapon and head downstairs as my mom is calling the cops. I get outside to find that they shot out my rear window. It's still cracking and sounds like a bowl of Rice Krispies. These assholes were such poor marksmen that they managed to hit my spoiler at least 3 times in the process of aiming for the HUGE PANE OF GLASS on the other side of it. So now the paint on my spoiler is cracked, and it's gonna have to be totally sanded and painted along with my door. Great.

So we're outside and car pulls up to the corner, real slow, and I'm like "Oh HELL no" thinking these idiots came back to taunt me or something. I mean, I'm thinking this is something personal becuase they got me TWICE IN ONE DAY. But the car pulls up, and it's 2 kids from like 7 or 8 blocks up who just got hit too. So they stuck around until the cop showed up at our house. We see that my neighbor across the street got shot out, too. They didn't hear it and the cop had to go knock on their door and tell them. Apparently, about 100 cars got hit the previous night in the next town over, too. I guess they decided that wasn't enough and came through our neighborhood. They have to either live close to me or have been camped out somewhere close to me, because when I got shot the first time in broad daylight, it was on the same long stretch of road that our house is off of. I only passed one other car on the road on my way home, and it was a middle aged woman with both her hands on the steering wheel.

Anyway, the cop is really cool. My mom said that Tucker left in his green Toyota Camry to go after the guys who were shooting. The cop was like, "Oh yeah. I just pulled him over. He didn't have his lights on." Apparently, hubby started catching up to the "perps", cut his lights off to sneak up on them, and he was gonna ram them. Of course, HE gets pulled over for not having his lights on, and he didn't get close enough to get make/model/plate number or anything before the cop stopped him. He flashed his military ID at the cop and said "You need to be going after those guys- they just shot up my wife's car." Cop gets back in his car, but it's too late- they're gone already. I wish he had taken me with him, because he isn't too familiar with cars, but I could have identified the make/model based on the tail lights alone.

So get this - After the 2nd hit last night, I called the insurance company back and said, "My car got shot up AGAIN and I want to pursue the claim from earlier and add more damage." These assholes are telling me I have to pay the $250 deductible for the door, and ANOTHER $250 deductible for the rear window and spoiler, since they were a "separate incident". WTF?!?!?! I'm livid.

They better find these guys- it's not a good idea to piss off a pregnant woman by shooting up her car that is ranked in the top 5 things that are nearest and dearest to her heart.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009


I gave Fame whipped cream from the can once when he was a puppy. Ever since, he immediately becomes alert and enters the room as soon as he hears the "SSHHHHHHHH" sound of whipped cream being expelled from the can. And then he will sit there, licking his chops in anticipation, as if he's really eating or drinking something. He seriously sits there, lapping in the air, as fast as he does when he takes a drink from the water bowl.

Well, since Thanksgiving baking has been going on all day, I decided to reward myself with a piece of pumpkin pie before I went to bed. We didn't have any Cool Whip thawed, so I decided to just use some of the whipped cream we had in the fridge. I was upstairs alone, with the TV on. Fame was downstairs, having "guy time" with hubby. Hubby is down there, with the TV on blast, talking loudly to his buddies on Xbox.

I sat down at the table, poured myself some cider, and cut a piece of pie. I shook the whipped cream, uncapped it, inverted the can, pressed on the nozzle, and immediately heard what sounded like an elephant running up the stairs. I thought it was hubby, since when he ascends from his man cave, he runs up the stairs. I looked into the hallway, and there was no one there. As I was turning my head back towards my delectable dessert, I noticed a blocky black head in the vicinity of my left elbow. And there was Fame, sitting next to me, waiting patiently for some whipped cream, licking his chops. He heard that sound on a different level of the house, through two loud TVs and the raucous screaming and laughter of a video game freak engaged in battle on Xbox live.

So of course I had to give him some, 1. because he impressed me with his auditory prowess, and 2. because he's so damn cute!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Growth scan

I had an ultrasound today to see how well Marius is growing. According to the ultrasound, he's in the 50th percentile. Again, the ultrasonographer (the 3rd one I've met at this office) was not friendly and totally sucked the joy and excitement out of the ultrasound.

She never went into 3D or anything, and we barely got to even see anything on the screen. She measured his head, stomach, and femur. Looked at his heart and spine. She found his face to print a quick picture for us, but she never stayed on one part very long. The picture she printed was terrible - it was a blurry skull with eyesockets and a balled-up fist. I was so annoyed. I've been looking forward to this appointment for a month.

Today, I am 27w5d pregnant. Marius now weighs 2lbs, 7ozs. His head is measuring in the 29th weeek, and his femur is measuring right along with his gestational age.

The ultrasound photo isn't even worth scanning into the computer.

To top it all off, I asked the ultrasonographer if there were any 3D/4D imaging places around here that did photo packages. She said not to waste my money, because at this point, there's so little room in there that we wouldn't be able to see much. And she doesn't know of any, anyway. All of the websites I've seen for these 3D places say that this is the OPTIMAL time to have this type of imaging done. I was so pissed. I even asked Dr. Syeda when she came into the room, and she doesn't know of any, either.

I'm really starting to not like this practice. I'm tired of being excited about this pregnancy, just to have them kill it every time I walk in the door. It's so frustrating.

A gift for Marius!

I found a new sewing pattern that I wanted to try, so I decided a friend of mine (who is also due this winter) would be my guinea pig. In return, she decided to make something for me! Let me tell you, we were like kids on Christmas, just waiting for the parcels to arrive in the mail!

She got the parcel I sent her on Monday. Here's what I sent for her upcoming arrival:

It's a travel changing pad- it has one zippered pocket on the outside, and 2 on the inside. The soft fleece changing pad can be detached from the rest for easy laundering. I'll definitely use this pattern again! And I'm definitely making one for myself! lol

The mailman just came to the door with the parcel for me! I was so excited to rip it open, and was definitely not disappointed by what was inside!

I LOVE this pillow and blanket set! How cute!!! The pattern on the fleece is totally awesome and right up our alley!!! Thank you so much!!!