And Butterpea Makes 3

Ok, so I went to the dr. last week.  No big deal because pregnant ladies go to the doctor. all. the. time.  And it was just for weight, measure, pee in a cup.  So I weighed 10.5 pounds more than my original pre-preg weight and measured 19 cm.  This is a belly measurement.  They call it fundus.  Don’t ask me what that means because I am not so sure that I want to know myself.  :)  At my last appt. I measured 17 cm.  So I think to myself, ‘Great.  Growing belly.’  And I was happy.  Dr. W was happy too.  He listened to the heartbeat and it was good too.   But then, the next day I was at work and several people commented that it didn’t seem right and my friend who knows every stat in history said she was surprised he didn’t want to do another ultrasound.  Apparently the number of weeks should match the number of cm.  Hmmm…  So, I do not panic.  Not to worry.  Little butterpea is moving like crazy in there and everything seems right.  So I call Dr. W the next morning.  And talk to a nurse b/c that’s how it works.  And she says she’ll ask him and call me back.  So she does.  And she says to me…”Dr. W says the reason your number is smaller is because it’s your first baby and you are so fit and trim.”  Uh, ok, you have GOT to be talking to the wrong person.  Fit.  Trim.   Uh, since when does laying on the sofa for the past say, 10 months or more get you into the category of “fit and trim?”   Right.  Apparently it is possible to be fit if you alternate from the sofa to the bed because that’s what I do.  :)  Nonetheless, no problems at all. 

 So, I just ordered the crib.  That makes it seem so much more real.  Like, hello, we’re having a kid here people.  I ordered the dresser too.  http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=5983291  So in 7-10 business days we need a place to put these things because I am going to want them put together!  Of course, a very smart person would wait until the room is painted and then put furniture together.  But whatever. 

Ah, and on yet another happy note, the district I work in raised the Master’s salary.  Ok, it’s only like 1K more than before, but still, free money.  :) 

Now, I am off to call Chili’s to order dinner.  Apparently they are doing some big fundraiser for St. Judes so that was enough to convince me that I didn’t need to cook.  Although dinner tomorrow will be Mamaw’s easy chicken pot pie.  Yum!! 

Well, we’re finally past the half-way point.  22 weeks and counting!  I can feel little butterpea every day and the belly is growing leaps and bounds.  Actually, I outgrew my maternity jeans.  Apparently this is possible.   I have only gained 9 pounds and the average for right now is 15, so surely it’s these gigantic hips causing the problems.  So I had to get some new maternity jeans.  They were 90 bucks.  Yuck.  But hey!  They are super cute.  And when I went in, the lady working there asked if I wore a 27.  Uh.  Right.  When I was 18 maybe, but not in the last decade.  But I suddenly felt skinnier…even though I was there to get bigger jeans.  Whatever. 

 So we did a lot of buying yesterday.  I got a long sleeve shirt and a sweater.  The newscaster said we would have a cool front on Sunday.  Well, I woke up, turned on the tv to hear “today’s high of 93…”  Ok, well, in Texas, high of 93 is actually a cool front.  Cooler than say, 98.  Or 100.  So I won’t be wearing the sweater any time soon but it’s great. 

We also entered the world of cloth diapers.  We took the plunge.  Bought some.  A lot of our friends think we’re crazy.  Maybe certifiable.  I mean, someone invented disposables for a reason, right?  But I want to try the whole eco-friendly thing and see what happens.  Hellllllooooo, our parents did it, so it can’t be THAT hard.  And now-a-days they are so much easier than the old days (no offense to anyone over 45).  They snap or velcro.  No safety pins at all.  They have inserts and plastic covers.  Not complicated.  I am, however, not an idiot.  We are definitely using disposables the first few weeks until we have our feet on the ground.  I may try one cloth a day and increase until it has taken over.  Oh!  And some people wanted to know WHY we would think this is a good idea.  Well, supposedly it saves money and the environment…but the main thing for me is that they are so darned cute!! See this link: http://bummis.com/

 We found a crib that we both like and can afford.  It’s from a place that I would NEVER go.  Walmart.  Ok, ok, so all of you Walmart lovers calm down a second.  It’s nothing actually against Wally world.  But if you have every been in one in Texas, you know that you will be the one and only English-speaking person there.  No one who works there will be able to help you with anything.  The announcements will be in Spanish.  The check-out girl will look at you funny if you say “hello” to her instead of “hola.”  So Walmart never really entered the equation for us.  But in my search for the most simplistic crib on the planet…that doesn’t cost a 1000 dollars, I thought, well, let’s look on their website.  Which, surprisingly enough, is in English.  And they had 2 cribs we really liked.  One has a curve that Mr. K just can’t deal with, so we’re getting the plain one.   http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=5983290  Finally,  a major decision has been accomplished.  We also registered at www.Target.com and www.rightstart.com which is like going on a shopping spree but not getting to bring anything home.  Still tons of fun.

Now let’s talk for a second about pregnancy fears.  We’ve been through all those things about the baby and worrying and yada yada.  But honestly, the things making me crazy right now are ridiculous.  I am terrified of outgrowing all of my shoes, particularly the blue wedding shoes that everyone knows I am in LOVE with and the white cowgirl boots I got when we had the party for the Swedes.  Everyone says there is no use worrying because it’s inevitable.  There must be something that can be done!  Secondly, this whole belly button thing really has me creeped out.  I have actually cried about this one.  Twice.  And lots of people want to see the belly button.  Which is weird.  But I do not want my belly button sticking out.  I just don’t.  It’s not normal.  According to the books, I have about 2 weeks to go for this to happen.  I am not looking forward to it at all. 

So school started back 2 weeks ago.  Part of the reason I have been AWOL for so long.  I just haven’t had the time to do this blogging thing at all.  But my kids are great.  Some have said some funny things.  One girl in another class asked me why I was there.  I told her I work here, honey.  No, she says, pregnant ladies don’t work.  They lay on the couch and watch tv and rest. Hmmm….Ok, I see your point, but in my reality, pregnant women do in fact go to work.  Too bad it doesn’t work the way she thinks it does!  And another little person asked me if it is a “real” baby in there.  Does she think it’s a doll?  An alien?  A watermelon?  Who knows.  Several kids want me to name the baby after them.  Destiny, Bella, Amanda…these are good names, but no thanks.  :)  And little James Cha who I had last year asks me every. single. day.  “You have a baby in there?”  “Yes, James, it’s still there.”  “Not coming out til Christmas?”  “Let’s hope so James.”  Every day.  Same questions.  Every day.  At least this is a kid I really like or it could be really annoying!  But he’s adorable so it’s cute instead.   Oh, and one of my kids made the baby a pink paper necklace…in case it’s a girl.  I might just have to save that one for the baby book.  Baby’s first gift from a student.

We met with our financial advisor yesterday for brunch.  He’s a super nice guy and is really helpful with everything.  So I asked him how hard it would be if I took off work an entire year after the baby is born.  I must have grown a third eye because he looked at me like I was an alien or something.  He says it would be extremely tight and possibly impossible not to be in the red.  Well, I am hoping to look for part time work and then go back at a year.  Red or no red.  We’ll see how it works out.  I really like working and this whole stay at home thing might make me crazy. I know it’s for the good of the kiddo and all that, but not so good if mommy goes insane.  Then again, I might love it.  But everyone I know…including my own mom…who has stayed home with just one kid says it’s eternally boring. Boooorrrrriiiiinnnnnnggggg.   Anyhow, determined to do it as long as possible without going broke, we ordered water at lunch.  hehe.  We really should try a budget.  But we have done that route before and we never stick to it more than about 2 weeks.  All our bills (or most) are autodrafted into neverland and I haven’t written in my check register in years.  I am not even sure I still have one.  I go by the bank on occasion to get money out and it says I have some in there.  That’s all I know.  When Hunter, the finance guy asked how much I had in my account…I had to admit that I could be off by more than a 1000 dollars…in either direction.  I have no clue.  On the upside, we have paid off 15K in debt this year already which included all our furniture purchases from the fall.  The dining table, chairs, sofa, etc.  Happiness.  :)  And now he thinks we should pay more to our debt.  We apparently aren’t pushing ourselves enough.  Hmm. I hate it when he says things like that because I am one of those people that likes to do what I am told to do.  Ick.  Off I go to up my autodraft. 

Everyone wants to know if the room is ready.  Uh, hello…..do you know who you are talking to?  We have 4 months still so ask me again in about 3 and 3/4 months!  There is still the queen bed AND the garage sale stuff in there.  We have done NOTHING in this regard.  And we want to paint, put in new blinds (picture hideous curtains that must go), and I really want new closet doors from Home Depot.  Don’t know if that will make it into the budget but we’ll see.  Lots to do!

Alright, I am tired and must go now.  I would lie and say I will try to write more often, but let’s be realistic.  Have a good day-

HK