Scream, Scream, Scream

Caitlyn’s newest phase:

Amongst the moments of her crying fits she suddenly bursts out into tiny screams of bloody murder- then hurls into laughter. 

Here’s Caity sitting on the floor. Quietly pushing buttons on her toys, playing with her- “EEEAAAAAHHHIIIIEEE!!!!!!” Caity has a satisfied grin, Mommy has a heart attack. Ah, but it’s good for her lungs! (bad for my blood pressure.)  Everytime the phone rings she waits until just before I pick up the receiver and screams as though I’ve just beaten the hell out of her. At that point,  my face is red because everyone asks, “What’re you doing to that baby?”

*Sighs* I wish I knew… 

 She’s almost done with her last phase of “Hold-onto-mom-for-dear life-every-second-of-the-day-and-when-anyone-even-*mentions*-holding-me,-claw-at-mom’s-chest-while-screaming-the-whole-while.” For a while anytime Derek would walk into the room and look at her, he’d just have to say “Cry Caity.” Because she already was and crawling to me as fast as she could to get away from whatever monstrous plan dad had for holding her. I suppose life is tough for a one year old.

On a lighter note, my next baby doctor appointment is on Monday. I won’t get my sonogram to determine the sex till after I come back from Texas. (three weeks from tomorrow I’ll be there!)

18 Weeks

Head to bottom, your baby is approximately 5 1/2 inches long (about the length of a large sweet potato) and she weighs almost 7 ounces. She’s busy flexing her arms and legs — movements that you’ll likely start noticing more and more. Her blood vessels are visible through her thin skin and her ears are now in position and stand out from her head. Myelin (a protective covering) is beginning to form around her nerves, a process that will continue for a year after she’s born. If you’re having a girl, her uterus and Fallopian tubes are formed and in place. If your baby is a boy, his genitals are noticeable, though he may hide them from you during an ultrasound.

By the way for those of you who also have no life and have been keeping up with the Paris Hilton crap- HOORAH! The judge sent that pansy back to jail. Undiscosed medical reasons?  That’s total BS and she only thought she could get away with it because she ‘s a pampered princess. She sets a bad example for today’s youth leading them to believe that you can drink, drive, have your license revoked, drink, drive(again)  without a license and not get punished for it. They had at least brought her sentence down to 23 days because she whined about it so damn much and all of her “fans” were in such mass hysteria over it.  Then she wanted to put on a strong face and spread all over the media how she was going to handle this like a mature adult and face up to her deeds as well as her punishment. Now she pulls this crap and finally (FINALLY!) we get a judge with a brain in his head who says, “Nope, you screwed up, you’re going back to jail. By the way, for bothering me with this crap AGAIN, you’ll now serve your original full sentence of 45 days.” This made America’s little heiress leave the court house literally screaming and crying.

See previous statement: she was going to handle this like a mature adult and face up to her deeds as well as her punishment. ????????

HOORAH! Justice is served on a silver platter to her highness. So today’s song is dedicated to Paris Hilton. (Only because I couldn’t find one entitled “Screaming This Loudly Will Kill My Mom” for Caitlyn)

Hard Times and Hard Plastic

Not hard times for me, just for some friends of mine. No matter what you struggle with, know you have a friend. I’m not right next to you, but I’m in your heart and that’s more than some who *are* right next to you.  Even so, Christ is always next to you.  Whether you’re struggling with your weight, with money, your significant other, your faith, your future, your past,  whatever it is you have support at every angle.  Your biggest support is as close as the nearest cross, the next support is easily accessible by phone and I answer 24 hours a day.

I went to a Tupperware meeting last night and they’re apparently trying to recruit me. Since I don’t know a single person in this strange land, I wouldn’t get very far. However, they also have online sales that all my friends and family could buy from me via internet. It’s just that their products (although great quality) have gone up in price.

Www.Tupperware.com

I told them I’d think about it somemore but I don’t see it workingout. I would feel guilty asking everyone to buy stuff from me. I hated doing fundraisers in highschool, I don’t think I’d enjoy doing it for a living.  (although they give me lots of free stuff. I’d like that part. ALOT!)

Love to you all!

Funny video:  http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=2031839991

Open Road

Tomorrow I’m heading for Indiana to see my sister in law graduate. Derek’s gotta work but I think it’s important that at least Caity and I go cheer her on. It’s funny, before I was married, I was self sufficient and strong. I lived on my own and had a baseball bat under my pillow for my protection. I drove to other cities on days off for fun and managed my entire life quite nicely. Now that I’m married though…. Now I find that I rely on my husband for most everything. So as strange as it sounds, I feel uneasy about driving without him. Not because I’m unconfident in my skills as a driver… I mean, we’ve been going to Indy for twice a month for 7 months now and Derek still asks me what exit we were supposed to get off on. So I know I can do it…. I’ll just… miss him. Ew….  =) I suppose the company is nice. I’ll be driving there during Caity’s naptime so she won’t be much of a conversationalist.  Believe it or not, even after two years of marriage, we’re still in Honeymoon mode. We laugh and joke and tickle and tease, get lovey dovey and even more ‘ew’……. He’s my best friend. So yes, this is my sappy memoir to my husband. He’s a great father an amazing husband and my best friend. Somehow he manages to put up with me on a daily basis so that speaks *very* highly of his character.  Of course, he’s at work right now, so by the time he comes home and is in a bad mood, my feelings all might have changed.  =) Just kidding.

Baby Update:

Your baby weighs about 5 ounces now, and he’s around 5 inches long — about the size of a large onion. He can move his joints, and his skeleton — until now rubbery cartilage — is starting to harden to bone. His sense of hearing is also developing. The umbilical cord, his lifeline to the placenta, is growing stronger and thicker.

Love to all!

PS. Props to Mich for the song idea!

The Drama Llama

  So the rest of the world is against me. I can prove it. The world has provided me with a pet llama named Drama. (jokes to follow)
My typically uncomplicated life has quickly been filling in with unwanted drama.

   I tried to go get my truck registered with Ohio tags but they need the title for that. So I call me lien holder, USAA.  I recently switched to them  from Ford Credit (who sucked).
USAA tells me, “We never got the title from Ford.”
 So I call Ford. Ford says,
“We mailed the title to USAA along with another piece of important paper.”
Call back to USAA who says,
“We got the important piece of paper but the title wasn’t there.”  *sigh*
So I decide to call up Montana for a duplicate copy who says,
“Why didn’t you have your title in the first place? Montana is a title carrying state even though you have a loan on your vehicle, YOU are responsible for it.”
So I call up Ford. Ford says,
“Yeah, why didn’t you have the title?”
I say, “I never had it because you never sent it to me.” I speak to another representative who says,
“You’re right, we wouldn’t send you the title if you owed us money for the truck.”
*even bigger sigh*
So I’ve written to Montana with a check for a duplicate title and they tell me it won’t arrive for another six weeks. My temp Ohio tags expire in 30 days. Life is fun, no? Here’s the even better part:

 As you were all aware of, the last post was an interview. Anyone who read the comments section before I deleted 11 of the particularly ugly ones knows that a dear friend of mine didn’t like one of my answers. I’m sorry  her responses weren’t private and I was embarrassed enough by them to delete them so they wouldn’t reflect on me. See, here’s where the drama llama returns:  One of my oldest  friends made statements about severing our 10 year friendship and the whole stupid thing started over my stating that her favorite movie was my least favorite on the interview. When did I get back into high school? Aren’t we 23 years old? So I spoke to my other friends from highschool whom I still keep in close contact with to soothe my hurting heart. L told me to shrug it off, J told me to take it worth a grain of salt, N thanked me for taking the heat off of him because he hated Pirates of The Carribean 3(another of her faves) and Derek’s been full of witty comments to keep me laughing. After a barrage of emails and ugly comments from her, I’ve just decided to cut my losses. Her ego is a much better friend to her than I could ever be.

   Derek’s been a doll throughout the muddy trek of crap piling into our lives. Last night after the baby went to sleep, he led me outside and put the tailgate down on the truck. We laid in the bed of the (unregistered)truck and watched the glowbugs circling overhead. It was so peaceful and the air was warm. He knows exactly how to take care of his wife and apparently the tailgate is the only place the drama llama can’t find you. This weekend I’ll head to Indianapolis for his sister’s graduation  so maybe I can escape the drama llama there too?

  How’s everyone else’s week shaping up?

Interview:

Sleepy_Badtz_Maru has interviewed me with 10 questions of his chosing. If you leave a comment at the end of this blog asking me to interview you, I’ll return the favor with 10 questions of *my* intellectual power. I swore I wouldn’t get into these things, but I kinda like the idea of being able to interrogate my friends! (and piss everyone off with opposing views to mine!)

1. If you could stop any 1 action from being done, what would it be?

I suppose my biggest crusade is pro-life. So I would stop the innocent children from dieing by any other means than the body wasn’t physically able to sustain the baby. Every baby should be counted as a human from the moment it has life and I pray every day that pro-life laws become harsher against those who choose death.

2. What tv character from what show are you most like?

I’m going with Ugly Betty on this one. She’s so full of heart and even when she doesn’t “match” in the fashion world, she always does her best to do the right thing over the “popular” thing. She chooses conscience over vanity every time and I’d like to be more like her.

3.  Which is better cats or dogs, and why?

Duh, CATS! I love my doggie but she comes every time I call her because she’s dumb. I love my kitties because they come to me or do what they want when they darn well feel like it. You gotta love that line of thinking!

4. Who would play you in a major movie production of your life?

I’ll go with young Meg Ryan. She was so freakin cute back in the day. So if she was taller… and maybe stole Pamela Anderson’s breasts…. What??? Hollywood takes creative liberties all the freakin time!

5. What is the one thing you wish a friend had never done?

This is rough because you all read this…. I suppose taken advantage of me. I’m pretty naive and there have been plenty of times when people have borrowed money, lied to me or said untrue things behind my back. I don’t get mad easily at my friends because I love you all so much. Instead, I get very hurt and sad and that’s worse than anger because I feel so crushed that the ones I loved would feel the need to step on my heart.

6. Worst movie ever?

(funny but worst is:) Rent. I know, it’s a musical, not a movie. Everyone gets Aids and dies and there’s debauchery….  And then, it’s sad but everyone keeps dancing.. Why the hell are they still dancing??  (Sorry Chels.)

Second worst, ANY of the Austin Powers movies. (come on…. machine guns in her boob tassels??? geez..)

7. Paulie Shore or Howard the Duck, which is better?

Du-uuuuude. Paulie Shore in the Son in La-aw. (who’s Howard the Duck?)

8. Snapple or Lipton?

If it’s only between the two? Snapple.

9. Who would you kill first, William Shatner or Rosie from The View?

ROSIE!!!!!!!!! Death to the fat liberal whore! Thanks be to God ABC didn’t renew her contract. She’s so overly argumentative and her points are invalid. She continually talks down to her co-hosts just to have the most airtime and make a fool out of herself.

10. On your day off, no one coming over, nothing to do: get showered and dressed or run around smelly and in pj’s??

Showered and then back into the PJ’s. (Smelly is grossness.)

Baby (Baby) Update

   We’re at the 16 weeks mark. I’ll get my sonogram to determine the sex of the baby sometime after 22 weeks gestation. (In other words, right after I come back from San Angelo.) Which by the way, it’s exactly 5 weeks from today that I’ll be arriving in San Angelo. I come in on June 30th and though I’ve pounded this into your heads time and again, you are forced by law to clear up time for me. I know you all will but the pushier I am now, the less bossy I’ll seem when I come into your home and drag you out for pizza with me. =)
  Memaw, you’re in charge of making all sorts of yummy mexican food for me. Bobby, you have to provide the actual mexican in my life. (I love you Tio!) Other jobs will be arranged at a later date, but for now, the preggo is craving mexican food and mexicans. =)
So here’s the update:

At 4 1/2 inches long (head to bottom) and 3 1/2 ounces, your baby is about the size of an avocado.
In the next three weeks, she’ll go through a tremendous growth spurt,
doubling her weight and adding inches to her length. The patterning of
her scalp has begun, though her hair isn’t recognizable yet. Although
closed, her eyes are moving (slowly), and she’s even started growing
toenails.
Love to all!
PS- For those of you who have working speakers and have heard all of my super lame music lately:
Don’t hate on me, I know I have supa fly music tastes!
 

Gimme Back My Mom

  Today we took my mom back to the airport. How the hell have two weeks already  passed?  She just freakin got here and now I’m lonely again. Sure, I didn’t stick to my schedules, I didn’t go for walks or eat as healthy as I should have when she was here. I didn’t sweep or mop as often as usual and only had time to play my video games once. But it was worth it…. 

   It was nice to have that little interruption in my humdrum life. Unfortunately, now I have to worry for the next 6+ hours until she gets home. There’s really REALLY bad storms in Dallas and that’s her layover. So she’s stuck at the boarding gate here in Dayton and I can’t even get to her. I guess that’s why people invented pocket Sudoku?

So to calm my nerves, we’re watching all the “Scrubs” musical on Youtube.com. (yay!)

Those of you living in San Angelo, hug your moms and if you know mine, hug her for me. You don’t appreciate your best buds until you only get to see them twice a year.

Love to all.

Evening Edit/Update

Mom finally got to Dallas but they wouldn’t let her go to  San Angelo becuase the storm that was causing the majority of lightening in Dallas moved to SA. Greeaaaat. So they rerouted her to Abilene where she’ll rent a car and drive an hour and a half back to SA. Fortunately, she met a really nice old lady on the plane who also was going to SA and they might share the cost. It’s pretty irritating that they didn’t make any reimbursements for her wasted day and all the trouble, but she really was ready to be home so she just accepted the reroute.

Her room is empty now and her pillow smells like her hairspray. I miss my friend and her hugs.

As Promised

I’ve combined the jillions of pictures into slideshows to make the viewing less painful for all.  Rather than posting literally 70 photos here, I’ve made it super cute with little captions!  Here’s the link for you family members who want an individual photo from the slideshow: http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j48/Life_by_us/

The funniest thing was the little cake I made just for her to destroy. We had three people taking pictures of it’s demolition and I turned it into a montage for kicks. =)

You have *NO* idea how hard it was to not clean her up after each bite she took. It took all of my restraint to let her complete as much as she did without cleaning like a loon. Somehow she still had enough room in her tummy to finish a whole piece of pizza afterwards… *sighs* She definitely is my daughter.

There was plenty of family and enough toys to fill a Toys R’ Us. Everybody had pizza and chicken until they couldn’t get off the couch and I was significantly stomped in a game called “Cornhole.” (yes, I’m aware of the inuendo of it’s name.)

So we’re home from Indiana now and trying to recover. Caity’s developing ADD with all the presents and can’t decide which one to smack around first. She’s still not taken her first steps without help but she must’ve walked over a mile with all the attention she got from aunts, uncles, grandmas, etc.

 Today I’m sick, so I’m signing off.

 Happy Birthday Caitlyn Elizabeth!

 It’s officially my kid’s first birthday. I’m only 23 years old, I can’t *believe* I’ve got a kid that old and another on the way. I know I’ve said it before, but wasn’t I just in highschool a few days ago? Weren’t we just throwing ice at each other and squealing in the cafeteria? When did I have time to do a stint in college, start a career, get married and have a kid? You will never understand how quickly time flies until it’s gone. I know some of you feel like you’re still waiting for your life to begin. I know because I was there not too long ago myself. Life won’t begin  with your permission or when some significant event happens, it’s already started and you’re being left behind by waiting for some seemingly meaningful event.  Here’s my Hallmark moment for you: Enjoy the days you have now. Your exciting life has already begun and each day should be treated as such. Forgive the sentimentalities, it’s my kid’s first birthday. =)

 So although the party is on Saturday afternoon to be celebrated in Indianapolis with the bigger part of the family, we already gave her the presents that were too big to travel all the way there with. So here’s pictures and videos.

 Come on folks, you were already aware that I was the kind of mom that *bombards* her friends and loved ones with obnoxious amounts of pictures and videos.  Hee hee. =)  And guess what? There’ll be even *MORE* obnoxious amounts of photos and videos after Saturday! MWAHAHAA! Master plan, secret conspiracy and all that jazz. (For Tio Bobby: Anti-Harvey plans have begun. The revolution creeps forward.)

 By the way, I *seriously* was praying that I would get that client with the little girl named Morgan. Unfortunately, they got a call from the day care center next to their house and it had an opening. They decided it wouldn’t be practical to drive 20 minutes out of their way to take the baby to my house for child care. Not practical?? Says WHO? I’m two points from being a genius, I think *I’LL* make the practical decisions around these parts. 

Love to you all and enjoy the baby’s birthday. You officially have permission to eat all the cake you can handle to commemorate the celebration.

Happy Mother’s Day! (and baby belly picture!)

 Aside from already being a mommy, here’s a picture of the incoming mommy-maker. This is my fourth month and while Derek swears I don’t even look a little chunky, I know that *I* can see a difference in my body.   I’m wearing my low rise jeans because  I can’t get my higher pants around the new bump. =) I tell you all of this useless info for my preggo friend who’s only a few weeks behind me. Have fun buying new pants. =)

 Caitlyn’s actual birthday is this Wednesday the 16th but we won’t be holding her party until Saturday the 19th. So all of you family members in the Indianapolis area, it’ll be at Dave and Debbie’s house starting around 11 am with tons of food. (Food = bribe) With Mom as my witness, there will be pages upon pages of pictures. Enjoy the barrage coming next week.

Love to you all!