Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Dear Baby

I know you don't know what kick counts are, but they are something that mommy has to do everyday to make sure that you are staying healthy in there. You are always a champ at kick counts. You rock my belly every morning from about 9:30 to 12:00 and then take a nice long nap until the afternoon where you start your acrobatics again.

Imagine my suprise and dismay when Sunday morning I didn't hear a peep out of you during kick count time. Imagine my utter horrer when I only got a couple of movements out of you Sunday night and nothing again Monday morning.

Yes I did get to listen to your heartbeat and see your cute little body in the extra sonogram that we got when you STILL refused to move in the Dr.'s office. And we did have a relaxing hour at the hospital while being hooked up to monitors that I am just sure you didn't like since you kept hiding all over my stomach.

The kicker here, my dear little boy, is that APPARENTLY you have decided to do your martial arts at night while I am sleeping. And sleep during kick count time.

Your father did kick count time last night at 1:00(am) and I slept through it.

Its fine now but I need to let you know that Mommy is not very pleasant to be around at 1(am) so If we could get back on the lovely schedule of playtime being at 10(AM) I would VERY much appriciate it.

I love you so very much and cant wait for kick counts when I can see your cute chubby legs flying through the air coupling with a couple of grins.


P.S. If you really like 1(am), its ok. We will just make Daddy stay home and play with you since he is a night owl too.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Pin cushion

Updated... I decided I knew more than my doctor and had a cookie. Bad idea, my blood sugar shot up to 145..oops.

I, Marie at That special water, will hold what my doctor tells me true to my little bitty heart..amen.

I wan't another cookie :(.

Y'all see my baby over there? He is getting pretty cute. I hope he looks like his dad. My husband had the bluest eyes and most handsome face and I am so excited to see his son. We have a name picked out but I am still not sure I want to share it on here but just know that it is a good one. I can tell you that his middle name is not Maximus or Optimus, Eric. I think that we have the middle name but I am not sure as Eric is changing his mind. I really don't mind what he chooses as long as it has no reference to "Transformers" or "Iron Man".

E is still at his dad's and will hopefully be home Monday. I say hopefully because technically his dad has until July 1st to keep him but in the past we have always just split up the summer by weeks instead. E made it very clear that he wanted to come home after a week so maybe his father will play nice and do what is best for his son. I miss him so much when he is gone but as he grows I know that he is having a good time and being active and that better than sitting around playing video games all summer. My grandparents are taking him camping next week and he also has boyscout day camp coming up.

I am pretty sure that I do NOT have GD. I have checked my blood sugar all day while eating my diet plan and my sugar was great if not a little low. Since I am not drinking a bottle of pure sugar everyday I feel that I do not have to be worried about controlling the levels. I don't know all there is to know about GD but I would think that I would have gotten a high reading at least once since I started checking myself right? Before I failed the second test I had half a pan of rice krispy treats (shut-up) and my sugar didn't even spike. So, instead of making myself crazy I am going to make healthy eating decisions (most of the time) and continue to monitor my blood sugar levels and will take action if I see a problem.

Well I have bored you beautiful people quite enough so run out and find a funny blog to get the bad taste out...

Love ya!!

Wednesday, June 17, 2009


I got gestational diabetes.





Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Too Much Tuesday

Well my camping trip ended abruptly when I overheated while cooking breakfast Saturday morning. I started feeling weak and dizzy and so we called it a weekend and went home to enjoy the air conditioning.

I am having trouble with my breathing. I am not sure it the baby is positioned funny and crowding my lungs or what. After eating I feel like I can take a full breath and it really freaks me out. I also have a pretty fast heart beat.

I got for my 3 hour screen tomorrow so today I am really trying to watch my carbs and praying that I don't fail that test. If I do I will make the appropriate changes to my diet but I feel super cheated. I have not ate anywhere near the amount of ice cream I was planning on for summer yet!

I am having trouble with Ethan's father about visitation again. We always have issues in the summer.

We agree on something and then he gets mad and changes to hurt me. He doesn't realize that he is only hurting E.

I found out that he is leaving E home alone with two other 9 year old little boys and his 12 year old adopted sister. I am in no way comfortable with this. I have googled everything imaginable and also called cps to see what Texas laws are on leaving your child home alone and from what I can gather, there is no legal age. I think that 4 children under the age of 12 left unsupervised all day is asking for trouble. However, I have to release my child to him since the papers say I do.

Oh and the decision to leave the home alone is not because they are poor and can not afford child care. It's because he is super cheap and can get free childcare out of this little girl that grew up taking care of her real brothers and sisters at the ripe age of 4. She has never had a childhood to speak of. I feel that she is responsible and could be trusted to stay home alone, but even I would have trouble with three 9 year old little boys.

I was told as a consolation that if something did happen that I would not be held responsible since he is not in my care.

Tell me what the hell it would matter if I was "responsible" or not. I would have to live with the decision to "obey" the rules and forgo my judgement and instincts, if something happened to my son.

What would you do?

Oh and did I mention that one of the children have special needs?

Joint custody sucks.

Friday, June 12, 2009

At least someone misses mom

Maken Bacon

Since I don't get a paid maternaty leave and want to save all my vacation and sick time to have with the baby, I have to work today while my family is at the lake. I did spend last night out there and drove in this morning.

We are off to a terribly bumpy start.

My hormones are off, or its too hot out there, or Eric's displaying some dickiness, or E's being difficult.

Not sure.

We are just having trouble.

Eric and I fought last night, and E and I this morning.

We forgot pillows and a fan. We also brought a twin air matress thinking it was a full or queen. This morning I took a cold shower because I couldn't figure out how to work the temperature and didn't get it until the shower was over.

Anybody have any suggestions other than don't go tent camping when you are going on seven months pregnant?

I wanted this so badly.

I just hope that we can get it together and enjoy this little summer get away.

We were the park entertainment last night I am sure.

If you saw a fat lady screaming at her husband and calling him a dumbass then you saw my family at our finest.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Ding Dang Damn

I failed my 1 hour glucose test. This has been the one thing that I have been worried about as I am quite a bit heavier than I was the last time around.

I had my father in law check my sugar yesterday from his personal kit and it was good. Well since I ate a whole pan of rice krispy treats in the previous 24 hours, I figured I was good to go. Fast forward to this moring. I did exactly as instructed and drank my little drinky drink, waited an hour and went to get poked(heh heh).


It's supposed to be under 140. It was 114 yesterday.

I have to go to the hospital and get the 3 hour test done.

I think I am going to do the test again at home since I still have the stuff left and see what result I get.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Public Service Announcement.

Beware Of Snakes
Thanks to all the rain this spring...you may be seeing more snakes around your property. Wildlife control officials say the combination of wet weather and the start of the snakes' mating season means the critters are on the move. Experts say snakes are actually beneficial, working to control the rodent population. They say most snakes in North Texas are harmless -- except for water moccasins, copperheads and rattlesnakes.

This was a bulleton on our local online daily news. I find it pretty funny. What other snakes are the in East Texas? They should have said don't worry about the rat snakes or grass snakes but anything else..run like hell.

I almost stepped on one last summer when we were fishing in a creek. Eric was messing with me and I jumped back (almost directly on a snake). I still shudder thinking about it.

I have been wanting to go camping forever so I will brave the snakes so that I can sit outside and read and drink sun tea and fish and play dominoes and eat powdered sugered doughuts and fish and anything else I can do sitting or laying down in my lawn chair.

The greatest thing of all is that since my stomach is on the verge of scaring small children, I don't have to do anything but show up. Eric and E will have it all ready when I arrive at camp. Pretty awesome!!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009


I want to have summer break with E. We could play outside and eat popsicles. Read books and go to the park and fish and swim. Basically I just want to be free to sit on my ass till the baby is born.

I don't think I have ever missed summer vacation as badly as I do right now.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

That smile

I don't normally post pictures of my kiddo on here but hopefully if someone was to stumble upon my blog and knows us personally they would give me the courtesy of pretending it doesn't exist.

E had an awards assembly this morning and due to schedule conflicts at work It looked like I was not going to be able to go. He was receiving an award and was a little bummed. Eric went to video and I told E that I would make a special dinner and we would all watch it tonight.

Of course at about 8:45 the mommy guilt started and I sat here thinking about him walking across the first of many stages in his life and accepting an award for one of the many accomplishments we hope to see him make.

I grabbed my purse at 8:50 and flew out the door. I sped like a maniac scared to miss this little milestone.

I parked and ran (hobbled) down the sidewalk for what seemed like a mile. Speed walked into the cafeteria and made it just in time for his teacher to call his name.

I clapped with pride and watched my little man puff in chest in pride and half hug his teacher and principal.

When he looked back and saw us sitting there with our chests puffed with pride I got the smile.

A boyish grin and a small wave.

I will do just about anything for that smile.

Monday, June 1, 2009

On my way to budha belly

While getting ready for work I am thinking who in their right mind would make tapered leg maternaty pants. Also, who in their right mind would buy said pants. Me, thats who. I was not paying attention as I snagged them off the rack at the thrift shop. I am sitting here wishing that I had thrown them back in my closet but instead I wore them and everytime I get up they stick to my calves, making me have to jiggle my fatty legs to make them come down where they are supposed to be. It's as unflattering as it sound. I. Promise.

Next, the maternaty swimmy suit. I chose the Tankini style and I have to say I am SUPER happy with the boobage cover however, the one that covered so great up top has teeny tiny bottoms. The problem with this is the lack of visual confirmation that the lawn has been properly mowed. Do you get me? I did try. Worked and worked in the blind this and this is what I got:

Eric finally decided to help but who can feel relaxed while someone is taking a razor to your delicate girly bits while laughing so hard they are crying?

I am just going to wear shorts with my tankini from now on.