May 30, 2009
May 29, 2009
May 27, 2009
May 26, 2009
So after my first experience with pregnancy fame I had to go to Wal-Mart to stock mom and dad's house with Jessica food. At this point, there are only a few foods that I really feel like eating so to avoid starvation, I had to stock up. For the first time in my entire life I bought chocolate ice cream. Has anyone ever had this stuff??!! Okay, I am just thinking about what I said and realize it is slightly insane. Don't judge, but I do not recall ever having REALLY eaten chocolate ice cream. It's a fantastic little gift from heaven! Had some after dinner tonight and felt mucho happy.
In addition to my newfound belly booster, I also purchased something today called "The Belly Book". I went to Books-A-Million to get some daddy books for Adam and saw it on the shelf (off topic slighty, but I have to share... Adam is one of the most sensitive and compasionate men I have ever met. Lately, when we have been talking, he just doesn't know what to say or how to react to my moods. He, somewhat worriedly, asked me recently if there was anything he could do. He said he just didn't understand what I was going through and he wanted to learn more. He asked if I could pick up some information for expectant dads so that he might be able to be more sympathetic to what I was going through and better ways to comfort me... I know, all of you girls are "awwwing" right now. If you're not, then you're just jealous...hahaha As for the boys, don't think he is gay. I mean if you are bashing him, I am willing to bet you are single. I'm right aren't I? Obviously sensitivity goes a long way.) ANYWAY, after that long tangent, my belly book. It is this keepsake in which you record everything about your pregnancy. It has places to write, post pictures, and answer questions. I thought, what a great thing for baby Martin to look back on one day. I remember asking my mom questions about her pregnancy and she could only remember the big stuff. This will allow me, and whoever else is interested, a glimpse into everything I experienced while pregnant. I was a happy camper leaving the bookstore; much accomplished.
After the bookstore I went on to Movie Gallery to find some entertainment for tonight. I ended up with Mall Cop, Bride Wars, and Taken. I watched Mall Cop earlier this evening and just finished Taken. Wow, Taken was super good. After watching that movie and constantly hearing all the other crazy stuff that occurs in our world, I don't know if I will ever be able to let our baby/child/teenager out of my sight! This risks never end! Its sad isn't it? That people have to be so scared all the time....
Well, docotor's appointment tomorrow! YAY for ultrasounds! From all that I have read and researched, Baby Martin should actually look like a baby now! I will be sure to post the sonogram to facebook once I get home. Let's hope all is well! More infor tomorrow! :)
May 25, 2009
So I was supposed to go visit Adam at Camp Shelby on Sunday and spend the night. Well, he called about 5 times begging me to come Saturday instead. He said that they had the whole day free. Of course I wanted to see him, but this was the day that Adam's dad, my uncle, cousin, and mom were coming to get the rest of the stuff out of the apartment in Starkville. Being the sweet people they are, they said to go on ahead and see Adam and they would take care of the apartment. So Friday night after a movie with Ruth I went home and attempted to organize a few things so they would know what goes where. I got in the bed about 1 and woke up at 6:30 to get ready to drive to Hattiesburg. I was already stressed and super tired, but I got on the road about 9. This is where the drama begins.
If I haven't already mentioned it, I am slightly emotional right now. I called Adam to find out where to go and he said he didn't know what to tell me. I burst into tears. He thought I would've looked for directions online before I went... um, no, that didn't happen in my packing frenzie. So I type it into the GPS while I am on the phone with him. He is getting directions from someone at camp and I am trying to tell him what my GPS is telling me all why bawling my eyes out and trying to drive. It was a mess. I pulled over to get gas and he finally managed to calm me down. I started on my way and, I swear, not 10 minutes later I am singing along to my ipod perfectly fine. What the crap???
Anyway, so it rains the WHOLE way to Hattiesburg which is never fun. After the 3 hour 15 minute drive, I get to camp and I am so super excited to see Adam. I am sooo hungry at this point and feeling way nauseous. I pull up and here comes my boo boo carrying his gun walking up to the car (yeah, they have to carry their weapon everywhere... I didn't think to ask if this includes the bathroom. That would be interesting. If I were them I would so stick it under the stall next to me and make a loud noise. haha) So I'm here in the car with our lunches and can't wait to go sit and spend some time with him. He tells me that there isn't anywhere inside we can go. WHAT?? I just drove over three hours to see you and I can't even go in anywhere? He went on to explain that there are a few buildings I can go into but that they arent available right now. I guess occupied or something. So I was totally bummed, but figured we could just sit in the car and eat until something opened up. He then tells me he isnt allowed in the car!!!! Holy crap! Do they think I am going to kidnap him or something? I mean, the thought had crossed my mind, but really... that is slightly ridiculous. So I said "um what are we gonna do?" He looks over his shoulder to the covered open concrete pad that had two drink machines in it. Are you serious? He looked so upset and said he would go find us some chairs. This is where I start to get sooo pissed. Not at Adam- at the army. These men and women are giving up EVERYTHING to protect us and they can't even provide them with a place to go when family comes to visit???? Adam and I sat in our little hut in the pouring rain and ate our lunch. Then, he said there was a lake close by that had some covered pavillions. He said since he couldn't get in my car that he would go get a humvee so he wouldn't have to walk the mile or so there in the rain. He comes back a minute later and said they wouldn't let him get one... UGH!!!! He talked to someone on the phone and later got one (I slept in the car while he was gone for about 30 minutes checking one out). We finally get to the pavillion and the wind is blowing so hard you can't even sit under there without getting wet and freezing cold. He told me to go sit in the car and he would just stand outside and talk to me. As I sat in the driver seat and looked out the window at my husband standing in the rain I became furious. This is not fair. I watched as Adam cried and told me how sorry he was that I drove all the way down there for this. I became BEYOND furious. Then, I saw a family park at the pavillion and walk up. The dad was dressed in his gear, but without his jacket. Then I saw his little girl, maybe 3, waddling up covered in her daddy's jacket. Then his wife and son, maybe 5 followed. I semi-watched as they huddled under the pavillion, wife and husband hugging each other, kids trying their best to stay entertained in an empty and wet covering. I cried. I mean, yes, I am pregnant, but this would make even the toughest person lose it. There's no telling how far this family came to see their dad and now here they are, stuck in the rain with nowhere to go.
There has to be something that can be done. I mean, all they need is a BUILDING! There are thousands of stupid concrete buildings at this camp, what is one more? Why not something similar to a hotel for families that come visit. Then (since the guys can't leave base) they could stay the night with their families and enjoy them? Families shouldn't have to spend what could be, lets face it, their last time with their loved ones standing in the rain.
So after we both had a good cry, Adam gets a phone call. He got called in for some training that would last about 2 hours. I asked him what I should do and he said I could get a hotel. Well, previously he told me that he got us a room on base that we could both stay in so I didn't want to get a hotel for just a few hours. I told him I would just lay down in the back seat and wait. He was gone about 30 minutes and came back to tell me that they just scheduled some training that would last from 6 to 10:30. We talked and decided I should just drive back to Starkville. So, 3 hours after arriving I was on the road back to Starkville. I pulled up a few hours later and finished helping everyone move the apartment stuff. We left Starkville about 9 and then drove 3 hours back to Florence. Let's just say, it wasn't the best weekend.
Yesterday and today was spent rearranging and unpacking. I moved into my parents house so they could help out with the baby while Adam is gone. Its going to be super tough, but in the end it will be worth it to have family around to help me deal with missing Adam and being a first time mom. I am exhausted, but I think we finally got it all done. Mom and I have to drive to Starkville this weekend to take some more stuff to our storage unit, but after that I will be settled. Well, for a year at least... then, we get to do it ALL OVER AGAIN! Oh yipee...
Sorry this post was way emotional and dreary, maybe things will get better and I can have some happy writing! Oh, I do have my doctor visit on Wednesday so I'm sure I'll have some great things to write about! Happy Memorial Day to everyone and a special thanks to those selfless people who do so much for our country!!!
May 21, 2009
May 19, 2009
Well, here it is... the newest belly photo! I am currently 10 weeks and am feeling all of the joyous side effects of pregnancy.
I started this blog to stay busy while Adam is in Iraq, but I think it is going to be a great way to document my pregnancy and being a first time mom. While I am not a complete newbie on the blogging scene, (some of you might remember my past ravings on "life in cheerio land") I have inevitably forgotten almost everything I taught myself. The point? Bear with me as I tinker with the format and "prettiness" haha.
So what is new in my life? Oh, so glad you asked! My husband Adam is currently doing his training to be deployed to Iraq in June. He has not even been gone a week and it is absolutely tortuous. During the day I have been able to keep myself busy, but evenings and nights alone in the apartment stink. I got my dog from my parent's house when I went home so that I could have some company, but that was a HUGE mistake. This is my night: put Abby on the bed, get in the bed, watch/listen/feel Abby jump off the bed, listen to Abby whine, put Abby on the bed, get in the bed, watch/listen/feel Abby jump off the bed, listen to Abby whine... you get the idea. WHAT THE CRAP??? Is the dog bipolar??? I can just think about what is going through her head as she does this to me "I want on the bed. Ew, no I don't. Wait, I know I want on the bed. Ew, no, still don't...Okay, i have thought about it and I know I totally want up there now. Ummm..on the other hand..." I have slept a total of 6 hours in the last two nights. Maybe God is preparing me for motherhood.
Speaking of motherhood, how does something so small make you feel SOOOO sick and tired? It blows my mind that our baby is now the size of a kumquat, yet has the ability to make me feel like I am dying. I still haven't gotten "sick" for lack of a more stomach friendly word, but at times I think it might be better than just feeling nauseous all day. In addition to feeling like everything I have ever eaten is wanting to rejoin the world, I am EXHAUSTED! I admit that even before I got pregnant I was tired after teaching all day, but now I am a vegetable when I get home. I'm ready for school to be out and have a few days to be a complete bum and do NOTHING. The last thing I have to comment on is the inspiration for my title. I feel like a complete mental case right now! I'm not talking usual PMS craziness... I'm talking straight jacket and silence of the lambs mask needed crazy. I feel kinda bad calling poor Abby bipolar now...I was on the phone with Adam yesterday and my poor husband had to listen to me be a complete booty head for no reason. I then preceeded to cry because I just felt like it. Whoa. Forget Iraq - I have a major hormone war going on that needs some serious peace talk. Maybe all that will get better... any past preggers know? Or am I just stuck in psycho-ville for the rest of eternity?
I suppose this boring post has gone on long enough. I'm gonna be all Kate-ish (from Jon and Kate plus 8) and steal the line that I didn't write this for anyone else (she was referring to her New York Times best selling books), I am writing it to deal with all of the rollercoaster of emotions I am experiencing at this point in my life. If someone happens to like hearing about morning sickness and missing loved ones then power to them! If not.. well, um.. read someone elses :)