A Blah Update

Nothing new to report really... I did yoga again today and it was really, really relaxing. Well, maybe not relaxing, exhausting! I had a little bit of a problem with my breathing. Not that I couldn't breathe, I was just breathing heavy during some of the exercises and it pooped me out and I'm still paying for it right now.

After yoga I visited a cute little kids boutique and browsed their stuff. I couldn't buy anything b/c it was so damn expensive!! But cute to look at.

I've got a secret fanasties type party to go to tonight and I'm tickled to death that I get to go... only b/c I doubt they'll have anything for pregnant women. :) But at least I get to see a few of my friends that have been hiding from me.

I've got a DR appointment tomorrow and I'm prepared to beg my doctor to give me a 4D ultrasound. I've had three people , three strangers, tell me I'm having a boy and I need confirmation, plus I want to see her cute little face.

Have a fabulous day!

Love Thy Mother?

You know that I have "issues" with my mother... here's another that sprouted up last week... I was on the phone with her and both of us were getting along so great. We were discussing my strained relationship with my friends, my weight gain, and all that good stuff. Until she asked about me coming up the following week for the doctor's appointment I'd made. Now, I'd gone down to my doctor's here in FL and found out that they would take my SC insurance, so I made an appointment not really feeling the need to drive all the way to SC just to have a quick checkup. Makes sense, right? So I tell her that I won't be driving up for that very reason. All of a sudden, her side of the call goes silent and I feel the dread building inside of me... She askes me, "Are you not going to have the baby up here??" Um, hello? Why would I have my baby in SC if I could have it here, in FL, where I live? I tell her this and she gets all huffy in her pissed off way telling me, "I hope you know what you're doing." This not only stuns me, it pisses me off. Of course I know what I'm doing, I'm going to have my baby here, in FL, at one of the best women's hospitals in the nation! Do I know what I'm doing? YES!! She stayed quiet after that and so I ended the call... I called her again today to discuss my swollen feet and first off she didn't answer her phone, my Dad did... I can just picture her seeing my name on the caller ID and refusing to answer it... I did talk to her and she was all snobby to me telling me to ask my doctor about it... *rolls eyes* When is she going to realize that I'm a grown up and I make my own decisions and just because she wants one thing doesn't mean she gets it? Why does she have to make such a big deal that I'm down here, that I'm doing my own thing? I'm 26, married and pregnant, doesn't that kinda give it away that I can make my own decisions in life? Doesn't it? Or is it that she wants to control my life the way she does my sisters? It's so frustrating, especially b/c this is supposed to be a happy time in my life. I'm supposed to have her full love and support! Egh, like I needed this... I won't be seeing her until Christmas, maybe it'll give her some damn time to get over herself... What do you think? Sorry there aren't any breaks in my post, my keyboard is being bitchy and refusing to allow me to add them... Have a great week!

Is this where I saw OHM?

This morning I had my first yoga class. It was really nice, a small class full of pregnant women who were so friendly and full of advice. I truly enjoyed it... my only problem was that when it came time to meditate I couldn't concentrate. While the music playing through the room was soothing and calm, I found myself focusing on the sirens that where driving past, or how hungry I was and that I was happy that the bagel shop I love was right now the street... or I was thinking about this or that.

Besides that, the poses were helpful and I had a great time. Any suggestions on how I can focus on that whole meditating thing and not on my next meal? :)

Baby Yoga

I'm so excited! Tomorrow is my first day of Prenatal Yoga!! It's been something I've been putting off, but the lack of friendly support around here has driven me to get off my lazy ass and sign up. My class is tomorrow morning @ 10:00 and I hope I meet some really nice people. :) I've even purchased my own sticky yoga mat (I got it on sale!) and am washing my stretchy pants as we speak.

I'm ready to stretch and be relaxed. :) :) :)

Wish me luck!

Decisions, decisions...

Today Mr. SuZ and I went looking for a place to live... property, house, townhome, whatever. We're ready to buy buy buy! We stumbled upon an advertisement in the paper about condos in a neighboring city and decided, why not... so we drove on over and were pleasantly surprised. Yes, it's one of those nasty converts from apartments to condos, but the whole property was nice to begin with, making it a condo just made it better. So we toured four units and all of them were very nice. They had two models with the whole upgrade package which I loved... but the upgrades took your price up 6K to 8K!

ECK!

Mr. SuZ said he could do all the work for me if I really wanted the upgrades that bad.

Speaking of bad, the one that is the cheapest is on the 3rd floor and is only 1/1... Now, you all know we have a baby on the way but honestly, does a baby really need her own room? Especially when you're buying this condo (if we buy it) as a layover until we find the property that we've been dying to get our hands on?

The whole condo is charming and while I have my eye on the most expensive of the bunch, I'll make the sacrifice for the smaller, cheaper, non upgraded one, if it makes Mr. SuZ happy... plus, I'll do anything to get out of living with my relatives at the moment... not that they aren't fabulous or anything, a girl just needs her space (especially when she's preggo!)...

So, we're still discussing the details, but Mr. SuZ seems up for living in a condo... We, of course, need to discuss this idea with our two dogs and see if they would mind giving up 24 acres of freedom for a cramped apartment... Hmmmmm.

Tomorrow we'll contact our mortgage broker and see if she can provide a better deal than the condo company is providing... I wonder if everything goes well if we can move in ASAP? Or do you think it's a standard 30 closing period? If it is, then that puts us moving in right at Xmas...

What do you think? Does it sound good?

Oh, on a side note we went and saw jet funny cars last night and while they hauled ass past me at 300 mph, my daughter decided she didn't like the vibrations and pitched a kicking fit inside of me... :) Feisty little booger, I tell you.

Have a great weekend, or what's left of it.

Bugger.

I'm having sort of a bad day... well, not bad really, just gloomy.

So be prepared for a whinny entry. :)

Lately I've just been feeling really... needy. Like, I want my husband to hang out with me more, or I want my friends to call and check up on me. I just want some attention, but the sad thing is I spend most of my day alone, or with my dogs. Mr. SuZ is always trotting off to hang out with friends or do photo stuff and honestly doesn't want me with him. My friends have work and even after work my cell phone never rings. Maybe it's just a pregnancy hormone reeking havoc in my life at the moment, but I need to be coddled. I need to be attended to. You'd think my husband would be there, but he's got things he wants to do and doesn't want his hanger on of a wife to tag along...

Normally, I wouldn't care if he wants to hang out with his friends or be by himself, that's cool. I'm a cool wife, I can handle that... but right now I need it. I need the hugs, the affection, everything. Even if it's just going to the post office together or watching boring TV, I want him by my side... but when he leaves me to go hang out with his brother or go talk to other people, I bother him with the question of "Why can't you hang out with me?"

I know he's a man, and men can be really daft, but COME ON!!! Can't you sympathize with me for just a few minutes here?

:(

And my friends... *rolls eyes* They never call... I have to hunt them down to get their attention, and normally they don't have time for me, or they've already got plans. It bothers me, it truly does, but what can I do about it?

On the positive side, I'm trying to find a group around town that I can hang out with... some sort of "Mommies to Be" group that can understand these horrid emotions that pour out of my soul... I've found a local yoga class and am going to sign up for a class next week. Hopefully I'll meet someone (s) to hang out with.

Wish me luck.

It's a Girl!

I wanted to write this spectacular blog about what it felt like when the sonogram technician told me we were having a girl... but everytime I type up something, I find myself erasing it. Not that it's not fabulous and not that it wasn't a great moment in our lives, but I think the moment they told me it was a girl, I was more shocked than anything else.

A girl?

Not that a girl is bad, but it was a shock to me because this tiny little creature who just started poking around in my belly now had an identity. She was no longer it. It was a she! My husband and I swore that we didn't care about the sex of our baby, as long as it was healthy we didn't care.

Then I come to find out that my husband was rooting for a girl all along, I just melted. My big hunk of a husband, all tough nails and grit, wanted a girl . Hearing him tell me that just made it all the more precious.

Of course then hours later, it sunk in to him that he was going to have a daughter and he started thinking about all the teenage boys he knew and how he acted when he was a teenager and I swear three or four grey hairs poped up on his head... he he...

Another fantastic thing happening lately is the amazing feeling that I get when my daughter is moving around in my belly. It's the oddest feeling in the world but it's like she's pinching my inside skin and notifying me that she is indeed in there and she's a feisty one! I can be laying down watching TV or walking through the mall, and she'll want to share her fist and feet with me. I always stop, grab my belly and just smile...

And I want to squeal to the world that my daughter is bumping around on my insides. :) :) :)

Life is good.

I FELT IT!

I felt it! I felt it!

I FINALLY felt it!

My baby kicked!

Well, more like pulled... it was two gentle nips and then a third, more forceful one!!



I'm so happy to finally know what everyone is talking about!!

I'll update later with all the details of the my brother's wedding and post the pictures on flickr tonight.

Until then...