Well, time is running out, but now I'm not so scared, ok, well that's a lie, but I'm excited too. I've painted the baby's room and put together his furniture, with Chris's help of course. I think I've gone into nesting mode, all I wanna do is decorate his room and get everything all in order for him. I think I'm ready for him to come out, mainly because I can't breathe or sleep or move, but thats beside the point. All I know is, its time for me to hold this baby in my arms, instead of my belly!!
If a waiter stopped by right now to take your order, what cocktail or drink are you having?
Right now it would be an ice water with tons of ice. And then when I got it I would pretend it was an Amaretto Sour. I miss alcohol.....
Three months. 12 weeks. 90 days. Thats it, thats all I have until I am officially a mother. That scares me. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited, but I'm terrified too. What if I don't know what to do? I've read books, but I have this sneaking suspicion that things aren't going to go like the books say. I don't want to be a bad mother, and I don't think I will be, after I figure things out. But how long will it take me to figure things out? The thought that this little person will be depending on me for everything is so scary. Am I a bad person for thinking this? Does every mother go through this? Should I have thought about this before I got pregnant? I mean I knew my life would change, but as it gets closer the scarier it is and the more I realize things will never be the same again. Which in all actuality is ok with me, but what about him? I want him to grow up and think, my mom did good. But I guess all I can do is my best and hope its good enough. I'll be ok, I've just gotta keep telling myself that, because I know I will be. I will be ok right?
Yesterday was my 25th birthday. I had a really hard time with it. Now mind you, I completely understand that 25 is not old, but for some reason I did not want to have this birthday. I think turning 25 is like going over a threshold to officially being an adult. I know what you're thinking at 18 you officially become an adult, but honestly nobody thinks of an 18 year old as an adult, except maybe the court trying them for murder. When you're 18 and in your early 20's people still cut you some slack because you're young and just getting out there into the real world. But by the time you hit 25, the world kinda says "Ok, we've given you 7 years to get your shit together, no more excuses grow up!" I also think that because that because I'm going to be a mother in 6 short months, I really feel like I have to be a grown up, because this litle person inside me is going to expect me to take care of it. Yikes.......25 sucks :(
So its been like 100 years since I've blogged, (SHAME ON ME!!) but here I go again. A lot has had happened since my last entry. I got a kick ass new job! YAY! I'm pregnant(13 weeks right now), which I'm SO excited about because my husband and I have been trying for a while. Pregnancy, however, has been kicking my ass. The morning sickness starting to subside, but it still rears its ugly head on occasion, and at the worst possible times of course. And I can't wait to find out if I'm having a boy or a girl, either one is fine, I just don't want an alien baby. I just hope I can learn how to take care of the thing. I guess we'll see :)
Show us a picture of you on vacation.
Submitted by ●ßoηi†a.in.Ρink●.
These are pics of my hubby and me when we went to Kelley's Island in July 2005. In the first one we're stand in front of a glacial groove ( I think thats what its called) and in the second one we're sitting on rocks at the beach
What's on your Top 5 video games list?
Submitted by mileena.
Top five video games....top 5...hmmm...
5. Mario Party...yes, I'm a nerd I know but its fun
4. Sonic the Hedgehog...any version I like them all...except the one thats in 3D that one sucks
3. Tetris...can't go wrong with a classic
2. The Legend of Zelda : Ocarina of Time....great great game... I can't beat it, but its still fun
drum roll please........
1. Super Mario 64...another one I can't beat but its a nearly perfect game in my eyes
My husband and I have just spent the last week moving into a new place. So as I have mentioned before, I hate moving. We still aren't done, and frankly I don't know where the heck we got all this stuff. I mean we were living in a shoebox of an apartment, and I'm telling you we had stuff shoved everywhere. WE have most of our stuff here at the new place, enough to live here, but I keep noticing things we have yet to move over, such and the trash can, and silverware. Who forgets these things? Us. In our defense we must of the stuff left over at the apartment are things we don't use everyday, well except for the trash can, which I am going to go get TODAY. And yes I know we should have kept moving things until we were completely done, but frankly I'm sick of moving and I need a break. Plus we have jobs so we can only move when time allows. I'm hoping to get the rest of the stuff packed up and moved by tomorrow so I can get over to the apartment and clean. Yay, more great fun times. It just seems like this move is never going to end. I think the worst of it is that we have until Dec 1 to be out, so we're kinda dragging our feet a little bit. But we're going to be out of town all next week, so the takes away a lot of time. We'll get done soon...I hope. Anyway, I have officially decided that we will not move again until we have maids to pack the stuff and movers to move it. I guess we'll be living here till we die..