Keep Praying!

I just got off the phone with someone at the AIM program and found out that they received all my new paperwork and that a decision will be made by May 11th. I can call after 5pm to find out if I am approved. Please keep praying people because we REALLY need this!

Thanks friends!

15 Weeks

I just read my post from 2 weeks ago about how miserable pregnancy is and thought to myself:

"Who is this whiny person and what is her problem? Pregnancy is awesome!"

Thank God for the second trimester!!! I have not been nauseous and the metal taste is mostly gone. I have to marvel at how quickly I have forgotten the misery of a mere two weeks ago.

I have energy again...not a ton, but more than before. Also, my aversion to coffee is over! Yay! I am drinking a caramel macchiatto right now. Mmmmmm!

I got a letter from AIM yesterday that said that we didn't make enough to qualify......WHAT?!?!?! So I looked at our profit and loss and saw that somehow I had our tithe as a business expense. Preggo-brain! I wrote a letter of appeal telling them of my mistake and begged them to look over my application one more time. Now I am praying like a maniac that they will see it for the mistake it is and approve me.

Please pray people!!! We really need this insurance. Mama needs an epidural:)

It begins...

It is time to begin the long process of moving the office into the dining room and moving what is in the dining room into storage or the former office which is soon going to be the baby's room.

Two full rooms that pretty much need to be swapped. Sounds simple, right? NOPE!

When we moved in, we tore off a wallpaper border and a crazy thick chair rail that has left torn paper and uneven walls in the dining room, hallway and front entry, so that has to be taped and smoothed and re textured and painted. There is also the matter of closing off the room so Jon can work in peace during the day, so we have a pass through window into the kitchen that needs to be closed in, as well as an entrance into the kitchen and one into the entryway.

Before I can get started on all that, I have to find a way to empty the dining room. So today I am packing up some office stuff that we don't use on a daily basis so that I can move my scrap booking stuff that is now in the dining room into the closet of the soon to be baby/scrapbook room. Then I get to start on my project.

I know I have quite a bit of time before the baby will be here, but I have no idea how the third trimester will treat me and I want to get things ready for the move before then.

Thank God my aversion to coffee is over, because I am going to need it:)

13 Weeks

First Trimester is over! Yay! One down, two to go.

Nausea is mostly gone, and the exhaustion is manageable right now. I just have to remember that if I do alot one day to expect to be on the couch for the whole next day.

Food still doesn't really sound good to me. I have an icky metal taste in my mouth that makes eating unpleasant......one side affect that I had never heard about but it is in the preggo books.

I have still not gained a pound. That will change soon I am sure:)

My skin is already itchy and uncomfortable and I have been slathering on Belly Butter like a crazy person.

I don't think I am cut out for pregnancy. I have my moments where I marvel at the incredible miracle that is forming within me, but then I remember just how miserable I am. Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled to be having another baby.....i have incredible joy about that, it's just the process that is so hard on me. I am just praying that it gets better in this second trimester:)

Pierced

Last night I was talking to Brooklyn about what she wants for her birthday which is next Wednesday. She said princess stuff, new eyeshadow(for play and photo shoots only), a lamp so she can look at books when she's not really tired, and her very own box of tissues so she doesn't have to walk all the way to the bathroom to get one. Jon and I laughed SO hard!

I asked her if she would like to get her ears pierced and she got so excited. Today after school Jon and I took her to Claire's in the mall and she changed her mind about 7 times about which earrings to choose. She finally decided on the CZ's.

She got in the chair, the girl cleaned her ears and then the tears came. Awesome. I calmed her down and told her that we didn't have to do this, but that I knew how much she wanted it done and that she would be okay. After a few minutes she decided that she would do it. Luckily there were two people there so they each took an ear and got it done at the same time. Watching the look on her face as the earrings pushed through her flesh made me feel like an abusive parent......I thought about how she would never trust me again and that our relationship was doomed to therapy sessions where all she talked about was how her mother ruined her life when she was almost 6.

Then she looked in the mirror and a huge smile spread across her face.

Phew! Crisis averted.....

Bud

Last Wednesday after picking Brooklyn up from school we came home to find a dirty old Basset Hound in our yard. He looked so tired and he walked over to a tree and plopped down in the shade. I made Brook stay inside while I went to see if he was alright and if he had tags. No tags, but he was such a sweetheart that I just knew he was a lost pet.

Jon put him in the truck for me and Brooklyn and I drove door to door to find his home. It was mid afternoon on a weekday, so most homes were empty. I came home and we fed him and made him a place to sleep. He was so smelly that Jon gave him a bath, but that didn't seem to help much. I hear these dogs are just smelly. We didn't know what to call him and so Jon and I were calling him "Stinky Pete". Brooklyn got so mad at us....she said "That is an awful name! Call him "Sweety"!"

Jon suggested that we make a poster, so I whipped one up and he went and posted them around our neighborhood.

Saturday morning while we were at Brooklyn's soccer game(she won!), I got a call from a neighbor who saw our poster as well as an add in the paper about a lost dog that matched the description. She called the guy and gave him our numbers and she gave us his number. I called him when we got home and we confirmed that it was Bud, his lost dog.

When the guy showed up to pick up his dog Jon recognized him and his wife. They were his friend Joe's parents! So random. So now if Bud shows up here again I know where he lives.

Sonny Flower

Sonny Flower is Jeff and Cindy’s(Jon's sister and her husband) 12 week old Chihuahua . They brought her over and Brooklyn fell in love instantly! She rocked her and snuggled her and even put her in her doll's crib. She was so sad when it came time for her to leave, so I took some pictures and we printed one out immediately and put it in a frame that she put on her nightstand.

Jersey did really great with the tiny puppy…the puppy had so much energy and after awhile Jersey would lay down and then Sonny would run up and jump on her or bat at her nose to get Jersey up and playing again. It was so cute to see the 65lb Pit Bull and the 2lb Chihuahua playing so nicely together.

12 Weeks

I am almost out of the dreaded first trimester....one more week!!!

I feel very big for how far along I am...I lost a few pounds at the very beginning due to nausea and I have gained back to my starting weight, so technically no weight gain yet.

I crave something different every day....the other night was chow mien and yesterday was nachos. Today I want a salad. Mmmmm, salad!

Thankfully the exhaustion has let up a bit and I can be productive again in small bursts.....that's nice. Do laundry, take a nap. Mop the floor, take a nap. Growing a baby takes a lot out of me.

I am sending out my application for AIM today. If you live in California and are pregnant or know someone who is, check it out:
http://www.aim.ca.gov/Home/