About My Husband

I stole this from Ashley's blog :) I thought it was a cute idea!!

1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen?
Fox News, 24, Leverage, NCIS, House, Hell's Kitchen, Top Chef, or old reruns of Star Trek LOL

2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?come back dressing or ceaser salad

3. What's one food he doesn't like? broccoli-one of the few things he refuses to eat!

4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order? sweet tea, coke, or a guiness

5. Where did he go to high school? New Albany Highschool

6. What size shoe does he wear? 11

7. What is something he likes to do but never gets to do? play golf

8. What is his favorite type of sandwich? mufaletta if eating out, bologna with cheese and mayo if at home.

9. What would he eat every day if he could? fried chicken

10. What is his favorite cereal? chex or corn pops

11. What would he never wear? he refuses to wear purple or pastel greens and blues

12. What is his favorite sports team? ole miss and state-we really could care less, we just love going to games! Mother in law is from ole miss, Father in law and brother in law are from state so we tailgate at both games and have a great time!

13. Who did he vote for? die hard republican!!

14. Who is his best friend? Alan and myself :)

15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? I worry about everything and he says I take on too much

16. What is his heritage? Both sides of his family are from New Albany-going back generations!!

17. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind? yellow cake with caramel icing

18. Did he play sports in high school? yes, golf

19. What could he spend hours doing? watching television or movies, playing golf, talking-he is pretty laid back!

20. What is one unique talent/gift he has? he is always thinking and problem solving, he can remember historical events and facts better than anyone I know! He remembers faces and names, he is great at marketing and advertising (something new I have learned) and he has a gift in political areas

All better!!

This morning I woke up feeling SO much better. Layton is still a little stuffy, as am I, but MUCH better than yesterday!

I am 10 weeks pregnant and today is the first day I have felt like myself since the week I found out I was pregnant. It was wonderful to have the energy to get my house cleaned up this afternoon and cook dinner for my sweet family. The kids have been living on sandwiches and hot dogs for too long!

I made fried chicken and vegetables, complete with sweet tea. I haven't gained any weight yet but due to my current obsession with sweet tea that may soon change!! I don't know what it is but that is ALL I want to drink!! I am hoping that I wake up with an aversion to it soon-right now I can't stand water, coffee, hot tea, cakes, cookies, or anything else rich. I am constantly craving Mexican food, Subway, fruits, salads, and pasta. Oh, and steak. TONS of steak. I think this may be a boy because this is how I felt when I was pregnant with Layton.

Poor Laura Grace got in trouble at school today. A little boy in her class was teasing her and Laura Grace's reaction was to slug him. When her teacher asked her why she did it, Laura Grace shrugged and very matter of factly said, "Because he's stupid." When told to apologize for it, she refused because "I am only telling the truth."

Yikes.

She got a spanking and after a long, long discussion she is finally, hopefully, remorseful. That child is going to be the death of me! I love her spunky personality and her quick wit but some days it is a challenge to curb those parts of her!

I was full of righteous indignation tonight, talking to Clay about us needing to do better in shaping her character and then...our dear President came on the television.

I alternated between boughts of rage and disgust and finally left the room because I can't stand looking at him. I told Clay between gritted teeth that I hoped the man crashed and burned.

Then it hit me... I was doing the exact same thing Laura Grace did at school. I wasn't physically assaulting anyone-but I was by my words and thoughts and that is the same thing.

Talk about humbling.

I am really, really struggling with my attitude towards Obama and our government. I was listening to Focus On The Family the other day and one of the speakers said that Obama is best example we have of Satan's attractiveness to sinners. Sin is attractive-that is why we keep falling into it, again and again. Obama looks nice with his white smile and strong words and sweet looking family. But he is evil-just look at his ideals.

So, yeah. Struggling.

That is all that is new here-we are better and pushing on!

Sickness

We are all deathly ill. Not really, DEATHLY ILL, but as bad as we feel I should be able to say that.

It started with Layton, then me, then Clay and now me again. It is some severe cold/stomach virus combination that is absolutely miserable.

ICK.

On a brighter note, my morning sickness has gotten much better. I am thinking it is a God thing because the first day that I felt really good Layton threw up all over me.

Sorry if you are eating breakfast-I am just keeping it real.

See, this is something that all of those sweet baby commercials never show. That same chubby baby that smells so sweet will turn into Linda Blair one day.

But that's okay, they will still snuggle with you afterwards and say, "I wub you."

Laura Grace is the only one in the family who is not sick. My inlaws kept her all weekend and she enjoyed being pampered while Clay, Layton, and myself moaned on the couch. Clay started feeling better Saturday night and while I was floating in Benadryl land, he did most of the laundry and cleaned house. I love that man.

Today, Layton and I are in pajamas and lounging. There are much worse things!

Kids Should Come With Warning Labels....

Labels that say things like "will smear poop all over himself, his bed, the walls and any surrounding surfaces during naptime."

I truly feel that this would be effective birth control for most teens out there...

Potty Training Success!!!

Layton is doing sooo much better. He is still wanting to sit on the potty every two minutes but now actually does something on the potty!!


I am now dreaming about what I can do with that extra grocery money that I was spending on diapers...

Prayer Request

I know a woman named Amy, who is due around the same time I am. She just found out that her precious baby will probably have Down Syndrome. The baby tested positive in all of the tests and the genetic counselor told them to prepare for the worst. They told Amy that she will most likely lose the baby before her third trimester. She refused to terminate the pregnancy and it is now a waiting game to determine what God's will is for this tiny life.

Please pray for this family!

New Phrases

Every time I speak to Layton I hear this...

"Just a minute, Mommy! Just a minute! Be patient, Mommy!"

Wonder where he is hearing that...

I need a nanny

If I could just sleep all day I would be great.

I have all of these pictures to show you-Laura Grace's first spa experience, our Valentine's night, and a book review of some hilarious children's books.

But, I'm too tired.

So tired that I slept all day yesterday, was up half the night using the bathroom and wondering about what on earth we are going to do with kittens (because the cat is now pregnant), and now here I am-after a two hour nap-dreaming of bed time.

Good times.

Cats, Food, and Other Annoying Things

I need a t-shirt that says, "Pregnant and Irritable." Or, "Feed At Your Own Risk."

How is it possible to be nearly heaving from the smell of your bathroom (Mr. Clean is right now the most nauseating man alive) and at the same time so hungry it makes complete sense that my five year old ate erasers the other day.

If I had a pencil I might eat it as well!

I think I have officially entered into the part of pregnancy that I both love and hate. The eating. Visions of Chinese Noodles and Spring Rolls are dancing in my head. I am salivating thinking about Nachos and Watermelon... No, not together.

This is why I am not one of those cute, petite pregnant women. This is why I don't have this cute stomach and thin legs so that I actually look good in maternity clothes.

Other things making me grit my teeth is the fact that our cat is in heat. She is yowling, rolling around on the ground and making an absolute nuisance of herself. Last night I jumped out of bed and roared that me and the cat where going to take a drive in the country. Yes, that means I would have been the only one returning. Clay merely put the pillow over his head and told me to do it quietly.

I then stormed out into the garage and poured water all over the yowling animal. It didn't work.

I told her that if she gets knocked up we are kicking her out. I was only half-serious.

Clay also looked at me in surprise this morning and asked, "Hey! Should you be showing already at eight weeks?!"

NOT THE THING TO SAY.

I can still button my jeans and proudly pointed this out. What I DIDN'T say is that they are not exactly comfortable when I sit down...

Why I shut my children outside this afternoon

The arguement in my backyard...

"IT IS A SPIDERWEB!!"

"NO, IT ISN'T!!!

"YES, IT IS!!!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

"NO!"

"YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

This is the point where I stormed over and suggested in a not so nice mommy voice that if they didn't end the fight right NOW they were both going to have sore behinds.

Laura Grace replied, "Fine. Layton, I say it isn't a spiderweb and I am right." Then, with a toss of her hair, she stormed off.

Layton, true to his masculine nature, merely shook his head, looked up at the sky and muttered, "Girl's don't know."

HI, MOM!!!

What Laura Grace said in the car after school (all in one breath).

Ihadagreatdaytoday!noredlightsforme!IdecidedoncheesepizzaforthepartybecauseBendoesn'tlikepepperonisandBenismybestfriendanddidyouknowthatChloelikescheeseaswell?ChloeisalsomybestfriendandIamreallygladthatIgettobeinherclass.Hey,I'mhungry.Areyouhungry?Ididn'teatmyeraserstodayIjustchewedgumandMrs.LisasaidIamverysmartandyouknowwhat?ThecafeteriamakesgreatrollsandIatejelloandIdidn'teattherestofmylunchbecauseitlookedandsmelledfunnyandyouknowwhat?youlookfunny.Whyareyounotwearingmakeup?Didyougoanywherelikethat?

Takes a deep breath...

I had a good day today!

Well, now that makes sense...

When quizzed about eating the erasers off of her pencils (see post below), Laura Grace shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Well, they did say it was going to be a loooong time until lunch."

Resistance is futile...

Naps have become this unreachable goal that for some reason my son doesn't understand the appeal of.

I left work early because any preschool teacher on phenergan is not really fit for anything. I had such high hopes of coming home, putting Layton down for a nap and then passing out on the couch until it was time to go get Laura Grace from school.

I should have known that it wasn't going to happen.

When I walked in the door I was immediately confronted by the smell of toast. Clay was home for lunch and making himself some garlic toast. He was rather confused why I went running to the bathroom. My sweet husband put Layton down for a nap and very sternly told him NOT to get out of his crib.

He left, I laid down and all was quiet...

Then the phone rang. It was my brother in law wanting to know what size boots Layton wears-he is getting him a pair for Valentines Day. Then, Clay called reminding me to make Laura Grace an appt. Saturday for her pedicure and manicure that my same, sweet brother in law bought her for Valentines Day. My kids have an awesome uncle :) I was happy to take these calls but rather glad when I got to lay back down.

The phone rang again. Apparently, the attorney general has done something bad and some recording wanted to tell me all about it. I hung up.

The phone rang again. This time it was Laura Grace's school. Apparently, during some practice test (state testing) she decided she wasn' t going to finish it and flatly refused to color in more bubbles. She then chewed the erasers of ALL of the pencils at her table. I was afraid to ask how many erasers. The principal had put her in detention for the rest of the day and they wanted me to be aware of that fact. I was rather taken aback that kindergartners even participate in state testing but told the principal that Laura Grace should not have acted that way and I was very sorry.

This led me to call Clay and ask him what I should do when I pick her up. I cried and vented and sniffled about how she has been doing so well with obeying and has been so sweet lately...WHY DID SHE DO THAT!?!?! Clay very calmy told me to go take a nap and he would deal with it.

I fell asleep pretty quickly, despite thoughts of my daughter in prison one day. I was woken up several moments later by a very sweet kiss on my cheek. I opened my eyes to see my son standing next to me, grinning from ear to ear.

"Good morning, Mommy! I pooped."

The smell nearly killed me. Once I got him cleaned up I realized I have to go get Laura Grace from school in less than an hour. So much for a nap!

What a difference three years makes!!

Did you know that pregnant women can't eat tuna?

or drink coffee?

or have ANY caffeine period-and yes that includes chocolate?

The list goes on and I am left scratching my head because JUST three years ago when I was pregnant with Layton tuna was okay in moderation, as was caffeine. And to even SUGGEST that a pregnant woman shouldn't eat chocolate is asking for death in my opinion.

I tend to roll my eyes at most of the "no-no's". I don't drink caffeine in the first trimester because to me that just makes sense-a teeny, tiny baby and a cup of coffee don't really add up. BUT in the second and third trimester an occasional Coke is a necessity.

As for tuna-sigh.... I figure once or twice a month will not hurt anything. I love tuna sandwiches when I am pregnant!

And chocolate? As soon as I can stomach the taste I will be all about it!!

Blech

My children left for church this morning WAILING, "We can't go without Mommy! Mommy, come with us!! You HAVE to go to church!! You CAN'T miss church!!" They were so distraught it almost made me feel guilty for playing hooky.

However, I didn't dare raise my head to acknowledge the gnashing of teeth and shredding of garments because I would probably throw up.

It has gotten worse.

I now have a long list of things that I can't stand to smell-and they used to all be my favorite things. My children's shampoo, toothpaste, coffee, my scented candles, my perfume, Clay's cologne, my body wash, my bubble bath, ANYTHING cooking sends me running and now-as of this morning-laundry detergent and dryer sheets. How cruel is that? Even doing laundry about kills me!

Clay swears our house doesn't stink, but I am telling you, it does!! It has this stale smell that makes me heave. My inlaws came over last night and I eagerly asked them what they smell and they both looked at me like I am crazy. They assured me my house smelled just fine and I nearly hit Clay for looking triumphant. I swear to you I can smell my garbage disposal from across the house. Even the inside of the oven has this metallic smell I can't bear.

Yesterday I had a brief reprieve from the sickness and celebrated by eating a Taco Bell bean burrito. Why? That is what I have been craving ALL WEEK. I HATE Taco Bell but for some reason it sounded like heaven to me. I ate it and felt good. I went home, took a looooong nap (we are talking five hours), woke up and thought, "Hmmmm...chicken strips with honey mustard would be good!". My sweet husband rushed to Bumpers, came back, I devoured them and the next thing I know I am so sick I can't stand up.

I ended up taking some Phenergan left over from the stomach flu and let me tell you, pregnancy induced sleepiness along with drug induced sleepiness equals one thing...

coma like state.

It is bad.

So, now as long as I don't smell ANYTHING, see food of any kind, or drink anything, I am good. Queasy but good. If I DO try to take a sip of water or eat a bite of food I am running back to the bathroom.

I love the end result of pregnancy, I might even love the second trimester, but I so don't love this part.

Fresh Air

Does wonders for morning sickness and one cooped up little boy.

It is a BEAUTIFUL day outside!! I hope everyone else is having one as well.

Wasting Away...or not.

I love those corny books where women get depressed or heartbroken so they "waste away". When I was little and washing dishes or doing other chores I would day dream that I was Cinderella and was literally wasting away to nothing due to my overworked status.

For some reason it was so romantic and oh so envious that there is actually someone who could lose weight and waste away to nothing just because they were sad, sick, stressed, or in my case washing the supper dishes.

As I grew up, somewhat, I quickly learned that I am not one of those women.

Stress?

Sends me running to Ben and Jerry's every time.

PMS?

Call Dominoes.

Sad?

Ben and Jerry's, Dominoes, and wine.

Morning Sickness?

Well, that depends on the pregnancy. With this one I am all about Taco Bell bean burritos with no onions, Big Mac's with LOTS of fries, Potato Soup, Twice Baked Potatoes, Steak with garlic mashed potatoes, potato chips, chicken strips with honey mustard, country fried steak with white gravy, sausage biscuits...get the picture? What is even funnier is that I don't even LIKE those foods-seriously. I am not a potato person. Except for french fries and potato soup-those I eat. But burgers and fried things-I can take it of leave it.

Am I eating these things? Nope. For some reason as soon as I take a bite my stomach is rolling and I am begging forgiveness for gluttony in front of my toilet.

Will I lose weight? Nope. Will I even look malnourished? That's funny.

Breast feeding?

HA!!!! I felt so betrayed when I realized that lots of women don't lose an ounce. I am one of those. I was so smug thinking that the weight would fall off as I ate french fries and nursed... Three years later I am lamenting that I didn't lose those last ten pounds before I got pregnant again!

Flu?

Even after DAYS of not eating and high, high fever what did I lose? Two pounds. Yep, two whole pounds.


So....what is this post about anyway?

I'm not sure. Other than I am hungry, yet sick. I want fast food, but I refuse to cave. But hey, my jeans still fit! Yes, I am not that far along, but I am taking joy in the small things. I told Clay that I refuse to spend this entire pregnancy talking about every small aspect of it... I mean, really. Who wants to read that? So, as soon as I have something to say other than I am sick yet hungry I will. Promise.