My Birth Plan..

We just had our first birth class.

It was horrible.

The visuals. Oh the visuals.

I am a very squeamish person...so they didn't sit well with me.

I could handle the shot of the ugly lady literally pushing the head out....literally...TMI lady. Your husband should have positioned himself a liiiiittle better so we didn't have to see too..

However, I couldn't handle watching our teacher put her fist through a stuffed pelvis to show us how the babies head moves. The space between her fist and the "bones" wasn't a lot...and she had small hands.

 I also couldn't handle the cartoon of the baby coming out.

Some things are better left alone.

I know it has to happen, and I know I will seriously rock at it...but come on. No more visuals.
PLEASE. K, done.

I promise I'm fine. I'm not freaking out as much as it seems....I just think my thoughts are ridiculous so I like to share them. and I'm sure all you who have already gone through the big "Slide of Life" (as my chiropractor calls it) think its humorous..

I made a rough draft of our birth plan tonight. It goes like this:

1.) Eric Church will be there. Not in person though..eww. I will dig out my ipad, upload his CDs on it...along with Jason's new one...and some good Luke Bryan songs...and push this kid out while rocking out. I also might put some Enya on there too....who knows. She will be on a separate play list though. Maybe titled "Holy shit.....I'm going to die....."

2.) I will poop before I get to stage 3 of labor. In the toilet. Just saying. (Funny that ALL the ladies at class were super worried about this too...)

3.) I will pop this kid out...with only a few F bombs...and Thane will still know I love him...and have all the bones in his hand intact.  ( He apparently thinks his bones will not be....but I'll prove him wrong!)

That is all I have for now. Stay tuned for more. :)

Back to Reality...

Ugh. Tomorrow is the end of the longest vacation I have ever taken.

It was magical.

We were in Arizona for a week, and it was awesome. It was nice to just chill with some fantastic people and just relax! I don't feel like people do that enough.

We got home and my birthday was on Friday....so was our annual HalloBirthday ParTAY!

I love Halloween. It is in my top 2 favorite holidays. The other is Chirstmas. How can you not love Christmas? It's not even really fair to compare the two really. So let's not. They are both fantastic. Done.

Saturday Thane and I were able to sleep til noon. NOON. (Ya ya I know..."don't get used to it.") Saturday was my "Part 2" of my birthday..and we had some big plans.

Menards and dinner.

Watch out!

I was actually pretty excited about Menards because we had to buy the paint for the baby's room.

MAN that was stressful.

I have had the color picked out for at least a month. It was called Sheet Metal. So, easy right? Run in...pick it up and go.

Nope.

Thankfully Menards now has one of those computer things that you can pick your paint and then "apply" it to a room to see what it looks like. Those things are SUPER helpful....if the monitor is calibrated correctly.

On screen it looked perfect. The exact color in my mind, but then I caught sight of another gray...Honest Abe if you must know, and tried that.

It didn't quite seem right, so after 15 minutes of going between the two and using different room set-ups they had, I told Thane we were good to go! Get the original color.

So while the guy was getting the stuff together I remembered that my mom wanted me to get her some gray samples for my room at her house. So I grab 2, which happen to be the 2 I had been going back and forth between for the last 15 minutes...only to discover that....

I had picked the wrong one.

On the actual sample, the Sheet Metal was NOT at all what I wanted. It didn't match my vision...but the Honest Abe was perfect. Not good.

Apparently Thane now knows my "Oh Shit." face very well and he told the guy to stop what he was doing...and then asked me what's up.

That's love. :)

So anyways, thankfully I remembered at the last second that mom needed samples too...or B Sutt's room would NOT be perfect.

Phew. Close call. ;)

(Disclaimer: Yes I know that he is a baby...he will be happy as long as I feed him, change his poopy diapers, and love him endlessly....but damnit. I want a nice room! I'm the one, well and Thane, who has to look at it at 3:30 in the morning...I better damn well enjoy it! I'm sure that he will look back one day at the pictures and say "Wow Mom..thanks for putting so much thought into my nursery. What a lucky baby I really was.")

My mom and sister came over today to paint...and man did they do a great job! I will forever be thankful that they were willing to come help. I couldn't have gotten it done on my own!

Thane wants me to mention that he taped off the stripes last night. At 11. We were both very tired....and crabby...but the end result was totally worth it. Right darling?

I don't know how many of you pay attention to me on FB, but if you saw the status the other day about the prints I really wanted being too expensive...no worries. I got them!!

Not for the outrageous price though. I got the hook up.

Aron Meudt-Thering does some amazing work. Check her out at her Facebook page. She does a little of everything from photography to graphic design work. If you need family pictures done for Christmas...hit her up. Or if you're looking to do some boudoir for your hubs, and don't lie..you've thought about it...she is having a mini-session soon! Check out her page for more info. ;)

I wonder how many of you actually made it this far....what a rambling post...sorry!! I have to get back in the groove of blogging.

I'm going to go eat some Oreos.

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Anyone else die after reading this? No.....awkward...

 

This will totally happen. Good thing "Peeta" is at the top of our list of names for B Sutts.

Great End to My Weekend!

Phew! What a weekend! 

We did nothing at night...but man...during the day I was busy!

My weekend started a day early because I wasn't able to go to work. I got Pink Eye. 

Who gets Pink Eye 4 days before they go on vacation? THIS girl. 

Seriously? Seriously??? I had SO much work to do before we leave.

Best part...I'm not even on any antibiotics bc the eye doctor told me that there is a chance it could effect the baby. The drops would have been in a "safe" class but she said if she were pregnant, and she has 3 kids, she wouldn't take them.

I hate drugs when I'm not pregnant, and now that I am I swear them off. This allergy season was the worst ever, so says the news, and I felt like shit every day. Seriously, every day. I took meds twice..and felt beyond guilty. Once I even spit them out because I was doubting I should take them. (Even thought I had just looked at the "safe" meds list, and they were on it.) So then I just sucked it up the rest of the LONG allergy season. It's just not worth it.

So anyways, I am hoping that this Pink Eye is my vacation sickness. When we went to Vegas, I got some weird eye infection. Last time we got back from AZ I got an ear infection. Every time I fly something happens to me...so I hope this time I got it before the trip!!

So Friday sucked. I was bored out of my mind thinking of all the things I had to do at work...and I did laundry. What a fun day.

Oh wait best part. The doctor could tell I had a cold and asked me how long I've had it. So she got my hopes up that my cold had just traveled to my eye. Ha. Ya right. 

But her question was the best: "Have you been around anyone who may have had a cold?"

"Um....I work in a preschool."

Her response: "Oh, so that was a stupid question then huh?" ha! Yup...sorry lady. 

Anyways.

Saturday was an all day shopping trip to prepare for vacation. Mostly I needed a pedicure. I feel guilty spending $50 on my feet, so I haven't had one since summer. Man it was nice...

Today I had a meeting for Thirty-One, and I'm excited for the new catalog....that comes out in January! ;) and I got to go to Gordman's, but found nothing :(

Highlights of the weekend:

Thane got the baby's room wall primed and its all set for the weekend after we get back! My mom and sister are coming over to paint the room gray. They are the best.

AND!!!!

Thane felt the baby kick!! 

We were laying in bed this morning talkin and I just happened to have my hand on my belly. All of a sudden my hand moved. My HAND, which is outside my body, MOVED. I believe I said, "Holy crap!" and grabbed Thane's hand. 

He only had to wait like 2 seconds before B Sutt's slammed his foot into me again and literally shook my belly. Thane looked at me, shocked, and said..."Did you do that!?"

Ha! Oh babe, I know I mess with you a lot...but I wouldn't fake this. :) I'm not that mean.

He also just kicked the computer...good to remember. He loves pizza and ice cream, doesn't like computers...

Great way to end my weekend :)

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As some of you may know....my dear friend Erika HATES T Swift...so this Ecard seems to be perfect. In my head....These two pictures are a dialogue between T and E.  

Taylor to Erika:

 Erika to Taylor:

<3.

Know What's Sexy?

When you find a shirt in your closet and you're all like "Oh ya!! I forgot I had this! I love this shirt..its so comfy!" and you throw it on.

I now do a belly check, to see if I look pregnant or fat...not that it matters at this moment because I am just wearing this particular shirt to start cleaning my house. Anyways.

I did a belly check and I look pregnant...so far so good.

I walk out to get the laundry and come back in and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror...are you ready for the sexiness?

My belly is hanging out the bottom of my shirt like an old hillbilly or something.

I'm sexy and I know it!

Literally did that dance in my bedroom. Man I'm a god dancer...

No. Let's be real, I'm lying about that. That'd be weird. I may be weird..but I'm not that weird.

I will miss this shirt in public. But while I'm at home....who cares. It's Thane's fault my belly is hangin out...so he can't say anything ;)

I had a minor freak out last night. I was reading through that app on my phone and someone asked if it was safe to use  a heating pad. I got thinking and realized, "Oh shit...I use a heated mattress pad."

So I called the doctor. She said the baby should be fine because I'm not in the 1st trimester but to stop using it, (well no shit Sherlock), and I won't need it soon anyways.

So then I called my mom sobbing about how I have messed up our baby already.

Oiy..sorry mom. I feel like you will get a lot of those calls over the next 18+ years.

So this morning I wake up all toasty warm and think, "OH NO!! Did I turn on the pad in my sleep?!?! Uggghhhh I suck at this mom thing already!!"

Nope, B Sutts stepped up to the plate and is helping me out. Apparently I really don't need the mattress pad anyways. Thanks buddy.

It's crazy...I literally didn't even think twice about using it. I know you can't use a hot tub or sauna...but cripes my heating pad on level 1?

Maybe I should go back to reading those books...

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"Pleeaassseee! I hate it when you go to the bathroom without me."

Super Secret Agent Hosepipe.

So at work today we made frog door hangers.

Very exciting.

One of the boys put a flower over the frog's private area and then proceeded to tell his friends that it was the frog's penis.

Ugh.

First off kid...it's a flower....let's be serious here...

I decided that B Sutts, for until someone tells him different, will not know that it is called a penis.

I am thinking....dingle hopper?

Maybe Dingaling?

Whatchamacallit?

Pee stick?

Mini-Twinkie?

My little pony?

Captain Winkie?

Tally-Whacker

Think of how funny that would be? He's like 6 and talkin about it and calls it his My Little Pony.

Can you imagine the look on the other person's face?

And then when he gets caught talking about it at school/preschool/in public..he wont' get in trouble!

And I'll laugh.

Win win. 

Thank You Jason Aldean

My head is foggy..I'm sick. Don't mind my rambling...just go with it. I have a lot of thoughts, but I'm talking like Yoda today so who knows how this will turn out...

I have Jason Aldean's new cd and I've had a chance to listen to one song. The one with Eric Church and Luke Bryan...weird how I skipped ahead so I could hear that one.

I'm in love.

It is SUCH a good song.

I reminds me a lot of Thane and his work ethic.Which is something I really admire about him. This man works to the point where it pisses me off sometimes. That's another blog post though. ;)

Now that I am thinking about it, all of our guy friends have the same work ethic. Work your ass off if someone needs help, do the job til it's done. There is something to be said for kids being raised on the farm or in a small town. :) It's a whole different world.

I know I blog about this kid that is the size of a spaghetti squash a lot..sorry.

Every day I get more confident that Thane and I can raise him to be a decent, polite, not annoying  human being.

Why was I not confident?

I work with kids....all day...every day...I see a lot. a LOT. *shudder*

I was starting to worry that what I see is just how kids are.

This song is all about hardworking people...well men..but it works for people in general.

There are so many good parts to this song, but I think the one that really stands out is "you don't get nothing that you don't earn."

I will not sit here and pretend I don't like when people are awesome and give me things...who doesn't? But I really feel like a lot of kids today are just given anything they want...to the extreme.

I am not talking material goods, that is another topic.

 But...come on. I have 6 year olds who can't put on their own coat. What?? On the flip side, I just witnessed a 3 yr old completely dress herself after swim lessons. I literally turned around to help another kid, who couldn't even figure out how put their legs in their pant and then turned back and she had dressed within 2 minutes.

That is amazing. I was SO impressed. Her parents are clearly doing something right with her.

I love independent kids.

The song talks about sticking with a job until it is done. That is one thing I stand by. If you start something...finish it damnit. You never quit a sport half-way through the season. You never quit a job after a month. You never stop eating that cake until its gone!

This song just given me a little bit more hope that in the fact that we can raise a hard-working, independent boy in today's society.

So for that....I thank you Mr Aldean.

Go buy his CD. It's pretty amazing.


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I'm Just a Touch on the Slow Side...

I was talking to Andrew today, my coworker, about how the baby is doing. He was sweet enough to ask :)

I told him so far so good!! He weighed 12 ounces at our 20 week...just 2 oz over what my app said he should weigh.

Then I got thinking out loud...kids come out weighing between 6 to 10 pounds.

Holy shit.

I'm going to get huge.

Huge you guys.

What if I have a 10 pound baby!? Oh man...

I also realized how big the babies head is the other night.

I was trying to talk Thane into getting me something, because I was too lazy to get up. The typical.."buuuut I'm pregnant" wasn't working so I threw in a visual.

I made a circle with my hands and said "LOOK! THIS is how big your baby's head is. Go get me a water."

He just grinned at me and said..."Don't forget about the shoulders babe!!"

Ass.

I totally forgot about the shoulders!

Oh man....shoulders.

On a brighter note: I can feel B Sutts kicking/punching me now! He apparently sleeps after 10am..but is wide awake on my drive to work. :)

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