Wishbone

Since B is not into holidays I figured its time to start practicing before Bean comes.  For Thanksgiving, I wanted to break the wishbone.  Our first attempt ended in failure.  Instead of breaking it just sprung back into place.  I should have taken that as a sign..... A week later after the bone had throughly dried out we tried again.
 
We both grabbed our ends, I explained the rules: both people make a wish, the longer side wins.  Ready, set, go... B wins.
I asked him if he had a good wish, his reply " actually I didn't wish at all".

Of course he didn't wish, why would he? I failed to mention to him that I didn't wish either.  The fact that I didn't wish is irrelevant since I didn't win. My attempts of bringing holiday tradition to our family continue to fall through.

Rewind to Easter, I did not get an Easter basket even though I begged and pleaded.
Halloween, we did not dress up, decorate, or hand out candy.
Christmas, no presents, a naked tree, no lights or decorations and the thought of Santa coming is pure insanity.

I have a lot of work ahead of me before Bean gets here.  I am determined to give Bean the best holiday experiences ever.  Move over Mister Scrooge, its time to get in the holiday spirit!

Baby Update

Bean sucking on toes 

Bean sucking on fingers, look at that full belly 

To my great surprise we got to see Bean last night. He just keeps growing and growing.  

 

       Bean was dancing all around, a shot of  the legs  kicking

Yesterday I got scolded for many things.  First my food intake which is no where near enough and then for my posture.   Yes according to the way I sit and stand that could be causing my back aches.  Great! so now I have to make a food journal of everything I eat for a week straight.  This should be interesting and lead to more scolding as I eat a lot of garbage as well as coffee.  Bean was over active at last nights scan, it leads me to the conclusion her likes ice cream just as much as me!  

For any with a squeamish stomach the post ends here for you.  Continue at your own risk.  I actually had questions at this appointment, shocking enough since I think I am a know it all about something ( I read too much).  Anyways so I asked my questions and got some pretty unique answers, ones that were not in the book.  I asked about how to get my plumbing back on a regular cycle, it has been all kinds of screwed since getting preggo.  After going through all different types of food to encourage movement, we settled on just relaxing.  So I am supposed to sit in the bathroom, relax, meditate and just let it happen.  Really???? Meditate???? No way, I'm and in and out kinda girl, however desperate times call for desperate measures.  

I need to be adding more veggies and "good" food to my diet and start correcting my bad habits now.  I also need to get my growing  ass off my couch and start walking again.  So I have many lofty goals to attend to, I must get going.  One last picture since its friday.....

When capturing todays picture I managed to get a frumpy cottage cheese butt! Awesome

12 day countdown

Yesterday when confirming my prenatal appointment I asked my midwife if we could peek at Bean again and make a guess at gender.  She said no, I was crushed.  I even pulled the christmas card out saying it was so important that we know now.  She did not give in to my begging and pleading.  So it stays that we won't find out until the 20th as planned.

Last night I had a dream that Bean was a boy.  Yes I have had dreams that Bean was a girl but this one was different.  I was realizing that all the diapers we have are boy colors, we mainly refer to Bean as a he and are planning the nursery in a boy theme.  Bean, if you are a girl I do apologize for not having a girly pink princess attitude, its just not in me.

It still bothers me that we don't have girl name picked out.  I am running out of time to prepare for a girl.  I'm not a dress and tea party type of mom.  I would rather be in the dirt than play barbies, so how am I going to avoid the pink and the tutus?

Nothing exciting is happening in the life of growing Bean.  Good things are coming, after 12 days.... Off topic, we have no tree, no lights and not one christmas decoration in the house, welcome to living with a Scrooge :(

Kick-off

So this year we are going to Ocala for kick-off.  A far cry from a ritzy beach hotel or a 5 star affair in Vegas.  We also have the pleasure of the theme being " country ho-down".  How awesome and redneck is that?????  I'm up at night thinking about all the fun we are going to have.... Not!

Wardrobe for this grand event seems to be challenging.  With my growing belly I literally have to find something the day of.  B and I have discussed many options, such as leather fringed jackets with wranglers, bib over-alls and lumber jack red checkered shirts, or my favorite suggested by another field manager to go as white trash ( daisy dukes and a tied up shirt).

The latest update: The presidential suite will be occupied by none other than yours truly.  Yes, some how B is justifying staying in the swanky-est room do to kick-off being so lame.  According to him we are going to make our own party.  Meaning he will be enjoying mass amounts of cocktails and I will be taking advantage of all the photo ops! This should be full of entertainment for those who will remember it. I am excited for all of the perks of our suite, turn down service, complimentary this and complimentary that, now if only they had an on site spa!

Current Countdowns:
Doctor app 1 day
Gender app 13 days
Christmas 18 days
Kick Off 1 month

Advise.... Unsolicited that is

And the advise begins...... Since when do people just say whats on their minds? Has the ability to think with out speaking been forgotten? Or just ignored?  Perhaps both.  When I am in need of advise, I can assure everyone I will ask for it.  Until then, please keep the advise at bay.  

Another thing, it is 2011 almost 2012 people can have babies with out being married.  Unfortunately things fall into a different order than they used to.  It is not uncommon to see parents in committed relationships without being "legally married".  It is rather rude to continue to stare at my left hand while probing for information on my pregnancy.  In todays world being married does not make a baby anymore planned for, loved, or accepted.  Another opportunity to think and not speak.

I am choosing to cloth diaper Bean.  We have chosen this because it works best for our family.  We are not any less of a parent for choosing this option.  For those who have been appalled by choice, perhaps research would benefit narrow minds.  Those skeptics might also be shocked to learn how cost effective, lack of chemicals, and leads to sooner potty training.  Had your mommas taught you to be polite you would not make caddy comments.

Home birth, it may not be for everyone but it is my choice.  I am not dirty, beneath anyone, or poor because I am choosing to have a drama free delivery.  I'm not asking said individuals to have home births themselves just to respect my choice, just as I respect your scheduled c-section or induction.  Just because hospital births are the 'norm" does not make them better.  When did it become common practice for birth to be a race, or a status symbol? I am not a factory, I will have Bean when he/she is ready and not a day sooner.  While I can appreciate everyones thoughts and opinions I will listen politely and carry on.

There are many more instances that have occurred and hundreds to come, by then I hope to think of some really awesome come backs.  I will listen to my instincts first and then consult others if I feel it necessary.

Updates:
No weight gain
Craving sweets like mad
Feeling better
Belly is growing
Bean is the size of a large peach
B rubs and talks to Bean everyday
Nursery furniture is in Bean's room
We will know Bean's sex in 15 days!

Tear Fountain

Usually I can keep myself together, except for when I am super duper mad or pregnant.  I am so embarrassed by my lack of composure.  I know the books warn you about the crazy hormones and mood swings but actually going through them sucks.  Movies that I have seen time and time again cause the tears to run, Ace and Coon playing has just become "too cute" for me to handle, and my ever surging nerves have become much more delicate.

I have tough skin, I don't let people bother me and tend to have an "I'll show you" type attitude.  Until I got pregnant, now I am one messy ball of girly tears.  Heaven forbid my delicate feelings get hurt, cause like any rational adult I call my mother crying telling her its so unfair people are mean to me.  WTF? I would self proclaim myself a momma's girl now since I can't go one day without calling, crying or complaining.

Today I am 13 weeks and Bean is the size of a peach.  When I wake in the mornings I see a glimpse of my old tummy, not flat but not huge.  This morning I had a rude awakening, my blast from the past tummy has turned into permanent bump.  Dumbfounded I tried to suck it in, push it out, anything to move it with NO LUCK! Bean is here to stay.

Ginger

I'm beginning to think about what Bean will look like.  I would bet money that a red-head freckle faced kid emerges.  I am fine with the above thought on one condition, that Bean is NOT a CARROT TOP!  With both B and I having red hair genes we could be in for fire truck red.  See baby to the right, the do has just got to go!  On all other accounts I am excited to see how Bean looks.  Hopefully Bean will be small, easier to push out-(selfish I know).

The workings of the nursery are underway this weekend. I am so excited about this part I could scream.  I want the coolest nursery for Bean.  Boy or girl the theme is chosen.  I will post pictures as soon as progress is made.  Grammie has been enlisted to make it happen.  Mommy says no expense spared, Daddy says "oh boy, here we go".

Today Bean is 13 weeks along, the size of a peach.  Wow it seems like just yesterday that I found out I was pregnant.  Nine long weeks have already gone by, twenty seven to go.  Daddy says that Bean will come on fourth of July.  Personally I think he is crazy!!!!! I'm all for letting Bean cook but an extra 3 weeks is insanity.

Things to look forward to:
Mom's group- today
Lunch with Aunt Nancy-today
Baby app dec 8th
Gender Reveal dec 20th
Christmas 24th-26th ( extra days since B is off )
Snap-On kick off jan
Bret and Christina visiting jan-whenever
I'm sure there is more but thats enough to keep me busy for awhile.