Thursday, November 27, 2008

Past the half-way point....

Happy Thanksgiving to all! We are busy, busy getting the house re-arranged and preparing for the holiday season. I have been making lists and checking them more than twice because pregnancy gives you amnesia.

We enjoyed halloween by going to the Memphis zoo for Zoo Boo. Landon loved it. Landon has started counting on his fingers and can tell us how old he is while holding up 3 fingers and then tells us he wants 5 chicken nuggets while holding up his 5 fingers. He is moving up to the 3 year old class room on December 1st, which is yet another milestone for him. He has been waiting to go to that class for a while now but there were too few teachers and too many kids. We are very excited. However, his teachers he is leaving behind are a little sad about the move.

Our last check-up went well. Lou and me are doing well. My blood pressure was good, her heartbeat was good, and she is growing as expected. I think I am growing too much, but the doctor said it's ok. I am now 24 weeks and past the half-way mark. 6 months pregnant and counting. All Lou does is kick me! And these are not loving kicks but more of a resounding reminder she is in there! Oh well, I am hoping she calms down a bit when she arrives. Otherwise, we are going to have our hands full!

I can't wait to enjoy some good food and spend time with family this weekend. We hope everyone else has a wonderful holiday as well!

Monday, November 3, 2008

Cute Skirt!!!!!

Nicki, my sweet sister introduced me to a very talented lady (via blog) that makes the most adorable baby and toddler clothes. I am really hoping she will be able to do an owl onesie or two for Lou closer to her debut!
Alison is giving away a custom made skirt. In order to enter, you leave a comment on her blog right here; http://maggiemoosmom.wordpress.com/2008/11/01/giveaway/.
I really hope she begins to sale them, they are too cute for words!

The Sky is Falling...

No, not really. But it is a very good quote from chicken little that is appropriate to use right now. But to get there I have to start at the beginning.
Last week was a big week for me at work. The audit I have been preparing for 2 months finally came to an end on Thursday when the audit took place. Everything went well which was a huge weight off my shoulders. Then on Friday I turned in my last bit of work to UT where I have been a consultant since leaving in July. That was a huge sigh to finally have the second job lifted so I can focus on the baby, nursery, etc.
Friday was a great day at St. Jude. They really do things up for Halloween. Since most of the kids are immune compromised and cannot trick or treat like healthy children, St. Jude brings the trick or treating to them! Every department has a different theme with decorations and of course a candy stop. Kids had 2 and 3 bags of candy each! Some of the themes were Willie Wonka, New York (our department), Harry Potter, Outer Space, Slumber Party, and the 80's (this was in the teen room which was a cool idea). Friday was a good day at work just enjoying all the festivities.
Friday evening I came home to put up some of our decorations. I had fallen behind during the week due to all the preparations that took place for the audit and for UT. Dennis had gotten out the crate of decorations, but the artificial pumpkins (we use these b/c kids like to smash the real ones) that I have carved were in a bag in the attic. All went well until I tried to exit the attic. Part of the attic is floored and part is not. I am sure you can guess where I am going with this. Anyways, not thinking about how unsteady I am being pregnant, I step over the planks (or thought I did) and then my left leg went through the ceiling. I left a thigh size hole in the kitchen above our sink and bar area. After the shock wore off I climbed out and then called Dennis (he wasn't at home yet). When he got home I was crying hysterically trying to clean up my mess. How awful I felt and still feel over the fact I broke our house. As if that wasn't bad enough, Landon came in saw me crying and then he started crying saying he was sorry. The night wasn't ruined but I felt terrible and tried not to cry while we were visiting mine and Dennis' parents.
Saturday morning Landon woke up and asked Dennis "what is that?" (referring to the hole). right now I am calling it a sky light. Now on to getting it fixed.