I just heard from my realtor . . . we put an offer on a house and this time, we got it! It is in PG and is cute. It was built in the 1940's. It is brick. The inside has all new floors, all newly painted, and a brand new kitchen. It has a one car garage for my hubby's 68 firebird. It is two floors. We are getting it for 194,000. Our realtor did some checking and houses of similar age and condition were selling in te area for around 235,000. Yea! Now we have to do all the mortgage stuff . . . yikes! But, we're totally excited!
I'm off to my first "official" doctor's appointment today. I had to go to the doctor yesterday, but that was all paperwork and a blood draw. Woo hoo! Guess what. My sweet hubby is coming with me. Hooray! I don't know if hooray is precisely what he's thinking but, hey, it's nice to have someone you know in the room as long as you've got to be mostly naked.
We're going house browsing afterward. We were really proud of ourselves for putting an offer on a cute 1905 home in AF, but the owner sold it to his buddy instead of us. Even though our offer was better. Made my hubby a little unhappy, but now he's REALLY excited about buying a home, so we'll search PG tonight. 5 or 6 homes, I think. Our new wishlist is nice kitchen, clean bathrooms, clean carpets, and bedrooms that will fit more than a bed and a very skinny child. We've seen some serious ugly in our hunt! I'll let you know if we find anything spectacular.
The morning sickness is starting to fade, I hope. I still can't find anything I'd like to eat, but I don't feel like there is a war in my tummy as often, so maybe I will be able to enjoy the holidays a little more than I thought. The magic pill is tillamook cheese. If I feel sick, I eat it and feel better . . . weird pregnant lady . . . . Only 8 days till Seattle! Hooray!
Hello! So, no one told me that morning sickness is awful and lasts all day. I heard that is was, but no one really convinced me. Consider me convinced. Reading gives me motion sickness. I can't even correct papers. This is silly! I am living off applesauce, cold water, and saltine crackers. If I crave something, I eat that too. The weird part is, if I crave something Monday, I don't want it Tuesday. Friday it was an omlette, Saturday fish and chips, and yesterday was ramen noodles. At least the kid likes a variety. :) I learned a good lesson. If something about your pregnancy is odd, ask your mom. It will save you some stress, since pregnant ladies stress about stuff. My husband is a good one, though. He takes care of me and runs for whatever the craving is. Sweet, huh? Hey, only 17 days till I'll be in Seattle for Christmas! Yay! Home for a green, warm, and probably lazy Christmas. The Primary Nazi has finally given up I think. I don't mind handing out the roll papers (if I'm not too ill), filling out the agenda, and other stuff. She's finally given up on me calling half the ward to remind them of stuff she called them about yesterday or going to two hour planning meetings . . . where we just hear what her plans are. :) This is a positive development. I go to the doctor on the 11th and then actually meet with him the 12th. My sweet hubby is coming with me on the 12th. He thinks maybe he'll wear his uniform for impact . . . By the way, mom . . . great gift for him. He'll love it!
This isn't supposed to happen yet. Unless you happen to be short and small of frame (me). I bought maternity pants. I am wearing them today. They are remarkably comfortable. They do not look like maternity pants (insert happy dance here). The dillema was this. Do I buy a bigger size of pants for work? Then buy a bigger size in a few weeks? Then a bigger size until they seem ridiculous? I decided to save a little cash, time, and perhaps sanity by jumping straight for maternity clothes. We'll see how this pans out! I CAN wear my normal pants, it's just uncomfortable and leaves a nasty red mark across my brand new belly. So, I will continue my hunt for the perfect pants . . .
I decided to take a pregnancy test on Saturday night. We are pregnant! I'm about six weeks, so no baby until July, which is good news for the rest of my school year. My husband is freaking out excited. He's going to be a daddy! He tells everybody. :) I'm happy too . . . when I'm not sick. :) I'm getting used to the tired. So, that's our big news. I'll post pics when I look more pregnant and you can see how it goes along. Our baby is the size of a little bean! Woo hoo! I have to choose a doctor now and get in before Christmas . . . fun times! Good thing today is my last workday of the week!
First, a funny story from school. You know you love these. It was the Halloween party (I know, so delayed, but I keep giggling whenever I remember it!) and a mom came to help and brought her little toddler too. She said she asked her daughter what she wanted to be. The conversation went something like this: "Do you want to be a princess?" "NO!" "Do you want to be a fairy?" "NO!" "How about a ballerina?" "NO!" "What do you want to be?" "A CHICKEN!" tee hee! This is my favorite. So, I had a fluffly white chicken with red legs, yellow feet, a beak, the works in my room. HILLARIOUS! Second, a trip you should take in the winter if it's at all reaonable for you. A long time ago I took this trip with roommates and it was fun! If we find that I'm not pregnant, we're taking the trip as a consolation prize! Book a not too cheap hotel (that was our one big mistake) for a Friday night. You can go for Saturday night too. Drive up to Lava Hot Springs after work and eat at that cool pizza place. Go in the hot pools and stay out rediculously late. Go sleep in your hotel. Wake up and be lazy. Yay! Third, Thanksgiving. CRAZY plans! Wednesday I'm off work. I make pies. Two dutch apple. I told husband that's what I was brinning to Thanksgiving and he said no. I made that pie for him for our first date and he loves it. I have to make two. Thursday afternoon, Thanksgiving at his Grandma's. Thursday night, Thanksgiving at his mom's. Friday morning, take a pregnancy test and go shopping. Get home quick to see my family who is coming down to visit. Saturday, sleep. :) Fourth, trees. I LOVE real Christmas trees. My family never had a fake one. Husband HATES christmas trees. All of them. Since he loves me, he bought me a pre-lit artificial tree Saturday. It's a good middle-of-the-road option. Since he HATES them, he has to do Christmas trees like taking off a band aid. Hold your breath and rip. I have a Christmas tree in my living room! I think it's funny! Oh well, it's only two weeks early. :)
Hubby gave me a ring at lunch today (I know! He's totally sweet!) and told me he was e-mailing me pictures from his phone to put on my blog . . . . and I needed to put them up. I love you. I'll send some to myself of you . . . tee hee hee! Here are the pictures. The first one is a little dramatic looking. I was hiding from the camera. The second one has an ocean theme . . . I'm being lazy at his parents' house (Hi Kevin and Becky!). No, I wasn't wearing clamshells. This is Utah, silly!
You know I have a tendancy to risk some outfits that are just a little bit too much. Well, my husband, it turns out, doesn't mind being a little bit flashy himself! He sent these to me . . . all by his handsome self . . . to put up for the world to see! Well, the part of the world I like, anyway. Thanks, sweetheart! Above, we have the Mr. and Mrs. as doodlebops. You gotta love the Halloween isle! Here's my hubby in a historic photo. He has placed his head into one of those squishy baby chairs that have been recalled. I think he decided that end fit better . . . isn't he cute?
yeah. Me. My hubby and I have decided to chuck the pills and see about having a little one to entertain. Yep. Are we pregnant? Don't know. BUT, if we get two pink lines, promise I'll tell you all about it. I'm thinking I'd BETTER get two pink ones. For the past two weeks I get nausea daily, among other rather unfortuante pregnant lady symptoms. We'll have to wait and see. Promise to keep you informed, though. The real down side to this is that we live in Utah, so my family, mom especially, will be a bit sad about long distance baby. Oh well. This is the life I picked and I'm rather attatched to it!
Once upon a time I was a pretty prolific blogger on myspace. I was at a strange piont in my life and funny stuff happened to me. Then, I moved to Utah, where I have no access to myspace and lost touch entirely with friends except to send a pretty but non-explanitory wedding announcement in April and by now you may think I've disappeared. Too bad for you. I have not. So, now you can delve into the randomness of my life on this blog. My poor hubby will be featured and I will warn you now, I am completely sappy and gushy and disgusting when it comes to him, so read at your own risk. I've missed you all and am excited to be in touch again.