Growth: 12 weeks
Due: December 15, 2011
We couldn't be more excited!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
You know you're pregnant when...
written 5/24/11
*you cry during the Justin Bieber movie
*you have to completely bypass the seafood counter at the supermarket
*you go through twice as much toilet paper
*you make a huge pot of taco soup and then toss it without ever sampling it - now, the thought of taco soup makes me gag
*you take off your bra and it feels as if 2 boulders have fallen out (TMI? haha)
*you cannot even think about water without having to pee
*the thought of talking on the phone makes you feel exhausted
*you can't eat very much at one sitting and you get full very fast
*you start to cry and your husband says "don't go all pregnant on me, puh-lease"
*the idea of wearing jeans that buckle at your lower waist makes you cringe
*in your mind, drinking orange juice is equivalent to drinking battery acid
*it seems perfectly acceptable to ask your husband for a late-night taco and oreo shake run (yes, together)
*one day, you crave onions and the next day, you can't even smell them without gagging
*your husband claims that he has Couvade Syndrome (def: when the spouse of a pregnant woman claims he feels all the same symptoms)...oh, brother!
*you develop such a close relationship with your toilet, you're thinking about naming it
*people start giving you snarky looks, they can just tell...(I hate lying to people to cover up the fact that I'm pregnant - it feels dirty)
*your favorite foods are no longer your favorite
*you have to pull over on the shoulder of the road because you started puking on yourself while driving
*the idea of registering at BabiesRUs and/or Target makes you giddy
*you can't sleep for the life of you (if I go to bed early because I am exhausted, I will wake up at 4.30am and not be able to go back to sleep, but if I go to bed at 11, I will still wake up at 4.30am and not be able to go back to sleep...I'm guessing my days of Tylenol PM are over, what a shame!)
*you wake up every morning with a severly congested nose and throat - the beauty of this discovery is the fact that if I try to clear it, I usually gag and/or throw up on myself...fun!
*you have already started thinking about stocking up on diapers now, when coupons are a'plenty (oh yeah, and money)
*you can't hardly wait to go to Fabric Depot with mom to pick out the nursery fabric
*you are counting down the days until garage sale season so you can buy stuff for the baby room to refurbish together
*you would claw someone (and or pay well above the asking price) in the parking lot of Costco to buy you a box of all-natural Stretch Island Fruit Strips
*all the sudden you gotta go RIGHT. NOW. and feel like your bladder is going to burst
*your friends talk about going to Happy Hour and all you can think about is the FOOD specials ;)
*the taste of toothpaste makes you gag, puke in the sink and pee on yourself basically all at once (lovely) then immediately cry-that-ugly-face-cry like a little baby and say "wow, I hate being pregnant"
*the phrase "i hate being pregnant" is a common new saying in your vocabulary
*every time you think of baby, you smile and it somehow makes it all worth it
*you cry during the Justin Bieber movie
*you have to completely bypass the seafood counter at the supermarket
*you go through twice as much toilet paper
*you make a huge pot of taco soup and then toss it without ever sampling it - now, the thought of taco soup makes me gag
*you take off your bra and it feels as if 2 boulders have fallen out (TMI? haha)
*you cannot even think about water without having to pee
*the thought of talking on the phone makes you feel exhausted
*you can't eat very much at one sitting and you get full very fast
*you start to cry and your husband says "don't go all pregnant on me, puh-lease"
*the idea of wearing jeans that buckle at your lower waist makes you cringe
*in your mind, drinking orange juice is equivalent to drinking battery acid
*it seems perfectly acceptable to ask your husband for a late-night taco and oreo shake run (yes, together)
*one day, you crave onions and the next day, you can't even smell them without gagging
*your husband claims that he has Couvade Syndrome (def: when the spouse of a pregnant woman claims he feels all the same symptoms)...oh, brother!
*you develop such a close relationship with your toilet, you're thinking about naming it
*people start giving you snarky looks, they can just tell...(I hate lying to people to cover up the fact that I'm pregnant - it feels dirty)
*your favorite foods are no longer your favorite
*you have to pull over on the shoulder of the road because you started puking on yourself while driving
*the idea of registering at BabiesRUs and/or Target makes you giddy
*you can't sleep for the life of you (if I go to bed early because I am exhausted, I will wake up at 4.30am and not be able to go back to sleep, but if I go to bed at 11, I will still wake up at 4.30am and not be able to go back to sleep...I'm guessing my days of Tylenol PM are over, what a shame!)
*you wake up every morning with a severly congested nose and throat - the beauty of this discovery is the fact that if I try to clear it, I usually gag and/or throw up on myself...fun!
*you have already started thinking about stocking up on diapers now, when coupons are a'plenty (oh yeah, and money)
*you can't hardly wait to go to Fabric Depot with mom to pick out the nursery fabric
*you are counting down the days until garage sale season so you can buy stuff for the baby room to refurbish together
*you would claw someone (and or pay well above the asking price) in the parking lot of Costco to buy you a box of all-natural Stretch Island Fruit Strips
*all the sudden you gotta go RIGHT. NOW. and feel like your bladder is going to burst
*your friends talk about going to Happy Hour and all you can think about is the FOOD specials ;)
*the taste of toothpaste makes you gag, puke in the sink and pee on yourself basically all at once (lovely) then immediately cry-that-ugly-face-cry like a little baby and say "wow, I hate being pregnant"
*the phrase "i hate being pregnant" is a common new saying in your vocabulary
*every time you think of baby, you smile and it somehow makes it all worth it
Never stop dreaming.
The biggest challenge you have
is to challenge your own self-doubt
and your laziness.
This daily quote rings so true in so many aspects of my life right now. I love the invitation business I have been getting lately, all through word of mouth. It's a fun, creative outlet that allows me to make a little money on the side. Design and getting paid for it? Talk about the best of both worlds. Plus, it gives me a sense of satisfaction. Look what I created. It's all my own, something that didn't exist before I created it and it makes me proud. Lately, I have been telling myself that I need to put myself out there. I need to create my website, or at the very least, an Etsy website to draw in more business. That's where the quote comes in...I guess what is holding me back is partly a fear of failure/rejection and partly that I am just being lazy. As if I expect the website that I envision in my head to just pop-up overnight. They say you gotta spend money to make money. Trust me, I know that is true. I have been giving people great deals on invitation sets just to earn the experience of working with clients. It's always a fun challenge to attempt to mold their ideas with my design sense and then, finally, bring their ideas to fruition.
Usually the work I do is revolving around baby showers, wedding showers, wedding invitations, etc so it's already a very exciting time for my clients. Once they see the work I've done, I can tell that they are happy with the outcome. There is no better feeling. It's moments like that when I wonder why this isn't my sole job? If I could make enough money at it, I would like to set up a little studio and just make invitations/announcement/correspondence cards. I already have a business name and everything. It's just a matter of actually making it happen. There's that laziness again. I want so badly for all these things to happen but life gets in the way. The dishes, the cars, the house, the job, the dog, the husband, the family. Everything else seems to overshadow my dream and I'm still trying to figure out how to uncover it. Luckily, my husband is my biggest fan. He challenges me to move forward with my talents every day. I'm confident that, one day, come hell or high water, we'll figure this out together.
is to challenge your own self-doubt
and your laziness.
This daily quote rings so true in so many aspects of my life right now. I love the invitation business I have been getting lately, all through word of mouth. It's a fun, creative outlet that allows me to make a little money on the side. Design and getting paid for it? Talk about the best of both worlds. Plus, it gives me a sense of satisfaction. Look what I created. It's all my own, something that didn't exist before I created it and it makes me proud. Lately, I have been telling myself that I need to put myself out there. I need to create my website, or at the very least, an Etsy website to draw in more business. That's where the quote comes in...I guess what is holding me back is partly a fear of failure/rejection and partly that I am just being lazy. As if I expect the website that I envision in my head to just pop-up overnight. They say you gotta spend money to make money. Trust me, I know that is true. I have been giving people great deals on invitation sets just to earn the experience of working with clients. It's always a fun challenge to attempt to mold their ideas with my design sense and then, finally, bring their ideas to fruition.
Usually the work I do is revolving around baby showers, wedding showers, wedding invitations, etc so it's already a very exciting time for my clients. Once they see the work I've done, I can tell that they are happy with the outcome. There is no better feeling. It's moments like that when I wonder why this isn't my sole job? If I could make enough money at it, I would like to set up a little studio and just make invitations/announcement/correspondence cards. I already have a business name and everything. It's just a matter of actually making it happen. There's that laziness again. I want so badly for all these things to happen but life gets in the way. The dishes, the cars, the house, the job, the dog, the husband, the family. Everything else seems to overshadow my dream and I'm still trying to figure out how to uncover it. Luckily, my husband is my biggest fan. He challenges me to move forward with my talents every day. I'm confident that, one day, come hell or high water, we'll figure this out together.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Food woes.
What am I supposed to drink? No soda. No sugary juices. No alcohol (obviously). No crystal light? No G2 (Gatorade Light)? I know they both have chemicals but I am running out of options, people. That only leaves me with water and tea! There's gotta be more to (pregnant) life than just water and tea. Even V8 Splash was a healthy choice I thought due to the blend of fruits and veggies - but nope, the second ingredient is high fructose corn syrup and it's only 10% juice. P.S. Milk is out of the question. Doc was very stern at my last appointment about drinking 2 liters of water a day. That's more than I drink in a week. Oy vey.
In the realm of "no soft cheeses when you're pregnant" - does cream cheese count? Because, I kind of refuse to give it up. It's one thing I can eat on toast or on a bagel that actually doesn't make my stomach curdle in the mornings. Fruit based jams or jellies? Forgetaboutit. Am I going to one-day spontaneously combust due to my cream cheese intake?
And, I could complain about my constant upset stomach or the heartburn radiating throughout my body or the fact that no food sounds appealing but I won't. I'm over it. I am just so excited about this baby that the rest is just getting in the way. So, for today, I am choosing to say life is good. Because, in the grand scheme of things, it really is good. And I am sure there will be times when I am a mother that I wish for the days pre-children when life was more simple and easier to plan. It's all worth it in the end. Well, I am choosing to believe that anyway :)
In the realm of "no soft cheeses when you're pregnant" - does cream cheese count? Because, I kind of refuse to give it up. It's one thing I can eat on toast or on a bagel that actually doesn't make my stomach curdle in the mornings. Fruit based jams or jellies? Forgetaboutit. Am I going to one-day spontaneously combust due to my cream cheese intake?
And, I could complain about my constant upset stomach or the heartburn radiating throughout my body or the fact that no food sounds appealing but I won't. I'm over it. I am just so excited about this baby that the rest is just getting in the way. So, for today, I am choosing to say life is good. Because, in the grand scheme of things, it really is good. And I am sure there will be times when I am a mother that I wish for the days pre-children when life was more simple and easier to plan. It's all worth it in the end. Well, I am choosing to believe that anyway :)
Monday, May 16, 2011
A drop of magic.
An ordinary day at the park with "Uncle Kebun" and our niece Sophia turned out to be one of the best days. Feeding the ducks, running around the park, playing on the tire swing, teeter totters, slides and the swings without tiring. Sure, ride the slide 23 times in a row! Sure, I'd love to push you higher on the swing! Sure, one more under-dog! Sure, Auntie Katie would love to ride the merry-go-round with you! There is so much life in that little body, I crave for it to rub off on me. She's so beautiful, so unassuming and just plain, down right precious to me. Today, for one of the first times, I purposefully left my camera at home. Yes, photos of this seemingly perfect day would have been nice, but I just wanted to be 100% there, to be engaged in these special little moments that will, one day, be distant memories of the person she was. It's true that life goes by so quickly. It's almost impossible for me to believe that's she's over 3 years old already. There are so many memories from her short life that I cling to with all my strength. The way she says "wittle" instead of little. The way she counts the stairs to the slide 1, 2, 3, 4, 7, 8 with such healthy confidence. Her beautiful way of calling ducks "duckyings" because Grandma read her the story of the Ugly Duckling and she remembers the word. {She even managed to call one of the giant geese an "Ugyee Duckying" haha} And, of course, her ability to make such obvious statements like "the sun is out a wittle bit" sound so incredibly adorable. She consistently yanks on my heartstrings without realizing it and I fall in love with her a wittle bit more every day.
Sometimes, I just look at her mind spinning a thousand-miles-a-minute and wonder what she's thinking? She ponders how things work, how the mechanics of teeter totters, swings, and tire swings make them bob, swing and spin. She questions why some ducks are small and others are big. Why some have green heads and others have brown or white. She wants to know the difference between a goose and a duck. She takes life by the horns and lives it like we all should - like it's worth living. She's excited and happy, she's ready to explore. I love the life in those sea-blue eyes and pray that it never gets bogged down by pressures of school, peers, parents or growing up. She has a beautiful spirit that will take her far in life, if she allows it to.
Of course, trips to the park to feed the duckyings is never quite finished without a trip to the ice cream store. We stopped off at DQ to introduce Miss Sophia to the fabulous world of cherry-dipped cones. I don't know who was in heaven more - me or her? Watching her eat that cone, half of it dripping down her face, wondering out-loud why the outside was red and inside was white, was a little bit of magic. That really is the best way to describe her - she's a drop of magic that teaches me so much about life. All I know is I am going to love that girl forever.
Like I said, today really was one of the best days.
Sometimes, I just look at her mind spinning a thousand-miles-a-minute and wonder what she's thinking? She ponders how things work, how the mechanics of teeter totters, swings, and tire swings make them bob, swing and spin. She questions why some ducks are small and others are big. Why some have green heads and others have brown or white. She wants to know the difference between a goose and a duck. She takes life by the horns and lives it like we all should - like it's worth living. She's excited and happy, she's ready to explore. I love the life in those sea-blue eyes and pray that it never gets bogged down by pressures of school, peers, parents or growing up. She has a beautiful spirit that will take her far in life, if she allows it to.
Of course, trips to the park to feed the duckyings is never quite finished without a trip to the ice cream store. We stopped off at DQ to introduce Miss Sophia to the fabulous world of cherry-dipped cones. I don't know who was in heaven more - me or her? Watching her eat that cone, half of it dripping down her face, wondering out-loud why the outside was red and inside was white, was a little bit of magic. That really is the best way to describe her - she's a drop of magic that teaches me so much about life. All I know is I am going to love that girl forever.
Like I said, today really was one of the best days.
Friday, May 13, 2011
Dinner with a side of love.
Last night, while reliving our college days at McMenamins, I told Kevin how much I loved him. I told him that I am so thankful to have him in my life. How special he is to me. How he blesses me each day with the little tasks he does without being asked (and never expects anything in return). How much I appreciate his slow-to-anger and quick-to-forgive demeanor. I apologized if he ever feels like I take him for granted. Basically, I professed my undying love. I told him my vows over a burger and fries. And, it felt good. He's the best thing in my life. He is where my home is. Of course, he acted as if he was embarrassed at my words. Like he already knew what I was trying to say and didn't want me to say any more. But, I wanted him to hear it, to know exactly how I feel. Life is short and neither of us really know where it will take us. So, for right now, I want him to know what I wrote on his handkerchief for the wedding is more true today than ever:
Kevin,
I love you more today
than yesterday
and less than tomorrow.
Love your bride,
Katie
We definitely are the lucky ones.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Jumbled thoughts...
but atleast I am putting them out there.
1. Kevin and I were massively drooling over the thought of spicy shells and chicken marsala from Buca di Beppo's. The restaurant was shown on tv last night. Only 61 days until we can indulge.
2. Kevin cleaned the kitchen last night out of the goodness of his heart, just so I wouldn't have to. I almost cried.
3. I hate doing laundry. Just basically putting that out there. Oh, and making the bed.
4. Kevin is still researching guns every night. Oy vey.
5. Been busy working on invitations for a couple weddings. Lots of work but lots of fun.
6. In 18 days we will be in Sacramento with the Kessler family. SO excited I want to leave now.
7. We are entertaining the idea of moving in with my parents for the summer. That way, they have someone watching their house/dog while they are at the beach fishing and we can save some extra moola. Bittersweet because I don't want to have to actually *move* anything.
8. I think I am dehydrated. Woke up with cotton mouth today. Since it's not the massive amounts of marijuana I have been smoking (JOKE!), I assume it's dehydration. But water is just so BOR-ING.
9. This summer, I plan to go camping. Even if it's only for a weekend. I miss camping.
10. We are looking for a new car. Or for a new house. Or both?
1. Kevin and I were massively drooling over the thought of spicy shells and chicken marsala from Buca di Beppo's. The restaurant was shown on tv last night. Only 61 days until we can indulge.
2. Kevin cleaned the kitchen last night out of the goodness of his heart, just so I wouldn't have to. I almost cried.
3. I hate doing laundry. Just basically putting that out there. Oh, and making the bed.
4. Kevin is still researching guns every night. Oy vey.
5. Been busy working on invitations for a couple weddings. Lots of work but lots of fun.
6. In 18 days we will be in Sacramento with the Kessler family. SO excited I want to leave now.
7. We are entertaining the idea of moving in with my parents for the summer. That way, they have someone watching their house/dog while they are at the beach fishing and we can save some extra moola. Bittersweet because I don't want to have to actually *move* anything.
8. I think I am dehydrated. Woke up with cotton mouth today. Since it's not the massive amounts of marijuana I have been smoking (JOKE!), I assume it's dehydration. But water is just so BOR-ING.
9. This summer, I plan to go camping. Even if it's only for a weekend. I miss camping.
10. We are looking for a new car. Or for a new house. Or both?
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Violated.
In the wee hours of the morning on Friday, Kevin's car was broken into. The fool smashed in the window behind the driver's seat. Glass everywhere, inside and outside the car. Tried to hotwire the car but couldn't figure it out. Tried to steal the cd player but weren't successful at that either. Stole maybe a handful of change along with his insurance card and registration. Snapped his favorite pair of Von Zipper glasses in half, just to be a jerk. Perhaps the fool was frustrated that they broke into a car for basically no reason? Other than that, and a bunch of his paperwork from the glove box being scattered around, not much other damage done. I think the worst part is, the feeling of our personal property being violated. Kevin speculates that it was a young person. Because of the multiple failures to actually steal anything worthwhile, you can tell this fool wasn't an experienced criminal. Either way, I feel a lot less safe than I did on Thursday or any day prior. Filed a police report. They couldn't even be bothered to come out and take pictures, get our report in person, etc. What a joke! They must be too busy trying to catch people talking on their cell phones while driving. Called our insurance company. Fortunately, Kevin's policy covers a break-in if they smashed the window. Ahh, the silver lining, I suppose.
Talked to the neighbors - they said this has happened to them multiple times since they lived in this duplex. They speculate it's the slimy guy that lives in the white house across from us. Our neighbor, Francisco, knows he's a bad guy that has no regard for other people's property. Their prior break-ins are very much in line with ours. Smashed window, things moved around, expensive things broken but nothing worthwhile taken. Francisco also explained that the slimy guy broke into their house once (while they were home!!). Great. Their stories and ours seems like more than a coincidence. After that story, I broke down and cried non-stop. Kevin is talking about getting a gun, and teaching me how to use it. He also is looking at moving in the near future. Ahh, here we go again. What is this world coming to? I just have to keep telling myself: "Karma. Karma, karma, karma."
Talked to the neighbors - they said this has happened to them multiple times since they lived in this duplex. They speculate it's the slimy guy that lives in the white house across from us. Our neighbor, Francisco, knows he's a bad guy that has no regard for other people's property. Their prior break-ins are very much in line with ours. Smashed window, things moved around, expensive things broken but nothing worthwhile taken. Francisco also explained that the slimy guy broke into their house once (while they were home!!). Great. Their stories and ours seems like more than a coincidence. After that story, I broke down and cried non-stop. Kevin is talking about getting a gun, and teaching me how to use it. He also is looking at moving in the near future. Ahh, here we go again. What is this world coming to? I just have to keep telling myself: "Karma. Karma, karma, karma."
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