Thursday, May 28, 2009

Why, hello.

Hi! I'm Michael's baby brother or sister! I am currently 6 weeks, 3 days gestation! I am the size of a blueberry! My mommy got to see my heartbeat on the ultrasound today, and she praises God that I'm in there and doing well! My parents are VERY excited about my upcoming arrival. Daddy and big brother want me to be a girl, but Mommy is a-okay with me being a boy...she has TONS of boy stuff stored away!
My arrival time is approximately January 11th, but being a scheduled c-section, it could possibly be earlier. Nice to meet you all!

Monday, May 25, 2009

peoples is on my nerves, yo.

You know what? I'm really annoyed right now. Yes, I know, hormones. And my hormones (in my last pregnancy and so far in this one) make it IMPOSSIBLE to tolerate people's crap. I'm not THAT great at tolerating people's crap when I'm NOT pregnant, but when I am pregnant, oh my goodness.

Offender number one and number two are both coworkers.

Offender number three is an ex-coworker.

Thank GOD for summer vacation so I can choose the company I keep!

Offender number four is this mother truckin' heartburn. I hate its guts. Okay, yeah, I had some peppers and chili earlier.... but my esophagus needs to get over it. I like those foods. And also? It's not nice to feel like my chest and throat and tummy is on fire.

In other news, it needs to hurry up and be Thursday. Thanks, mgmt.

Monday, May 18, 2009


It's annoying how I have to make a flippin' post so my friend's list over there will update.

Saturday, May 16, 2009


Nothing to say. Counting down the seconds to the following things...

1)the last day of school. (Thursday, May 21, at 3:45pm.)

2)Gran Torino comes out on DVD. (I saw it with a friend, but the whole time I was watching it, I was thinking MY HUSBAND WOULD LOOOOOVE THIS MOVIE! I WISH HE WAS HERE WATCHING IT WITH ME!!)(It is scheduled to come out on or around June 9th.)

3)The next ultrasound at my doctor's office. I switched doctors for this pregnancy. Did I mention that? I didn't dislike my old doctor at all... in fact, I liked him just fine. But now that I'm older, wiser, and have been-there-done-that this time around, there are certain things I want done my way, and my old doctor wasn't one of those doctors that I could imagine being very flexible. So I switched to my friend's doctor, and I have to say that I am EXTREMELY happy I did. This guy is so FUNNY and kind! He makes you feel like you're in there with an old pal instead of a doctor (And if you know me AT ALL, you know my hatred for doctors, so this is definitely good). He cracks jokes and makes conversation. He seems to really care, and even if he's just acting like he cares because that's what he gets paid to do, hey, he does a great job of it, so I'm cool with that. Anyway, since he wasn't able to definitely find the baby at the last appointment, I've felt very nervous about this pregnancy. So I can't wait for the next one to get here so I can know for sure, one way or another. (Thursday, may 28, 10:45AM.)

4) Payday. Because we be po'. (Michael's is next Friday, mine is June 1.)

That's all.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009


Well, my two faithful readers are also on my facebook and know that we're expecting numero dos. We're happy, excited, nervous, not-entirely-prepared, scared, over-anxious, and THRILLED. Our children are our greatest blessings.

However, I would like to meet the person who coined the phrase "morning" sickness and slap said person for being so ignorant.

I'm scared that something will go wrong, but I don't know an expecting mommy (especially ones who have lost a pregnancy/baby before) that isn't scared of that. I'm trying hard to trust the Lord and give it all to Him so that I'm not constantly worrying, but I've always been a worry-wart and it's easier said than done.

In other news, I'm skipping work today! weee! It's been glorious so far... little M and I slept in until about 8:30, then we had some breakfast but stayed in our pj's. (Who am I kiddin'? It's nearly 1pm and we're STILL in our pj's!)When little dude wakes up from his nap, we'll have some lunch (since I'm feeling like eating a bit today, which is the EXACT opposite of yesterday) and perhaps go play at the park. I can't WAIT for summer vacation so we can do this more often! I'm looking forward to playing with my nearly two year old and incubating my about 5 week gestation-year-old. lol

"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."~Psalms 139:13-16

ETA: Went to the doctor today (Thursday).... doctor did an ultrasound and couldn't really see the baby, but he feels like it's just very very early in the pregnancy. He set another appointment for 2 weeks from now just to be sure. Please help me pray that everything's okay. He did see one blip of something-or-other that he was pretty sure was the baby, but he couldn't be too sure yet.

Saturday, May 02, 2009

smudged glasses.

My glasses are dirty as all get-out. Clean them, Amy? No, you.

I've been seriously thinking about what else I would like to do with my life. Not because I don't love the kids... I do, very much. I just don't know if the high-stakes testing, putting up with certain people, being stressed over 8 and 9 year olds not knowing something I've taught them stuff is for me. I want to do something that, even if it involves stress, which most professions do, it's not THAT kind of stress... state testing has nothing to do with the kids and everything to do with the teacher. What did you teach them? How well did you teach them? How well did you force them to learn it? What did you give up teaching to pound this mumbo-jumbo in their heads? Who cares that so-and-so hasn't eaten since lunch at school yesterday, or that so-and-so's father is using his mother's face as a punching bag at night, or that so-and-so's brother is in jail for gang activities, or that so-and-so was removed from their house last night because someone turned them in to DHS.... or that their schoolmate was shot while sleeping in his mother's boyfriend's living room THE WEEK BEFORE testing. Who cares about those things? It's about the TEST SCORES, baby! DRILL THEM!

I hate that.

It makes me do and say stupid things.

So...what do you suggest I try? I would still love to work with kids. Babysitting is sounding more and more appealing, even.
What did we put on our "summer wish list" for our janitor?
To give us the winning lottery numbers. I hope we get it! :)