Snausages!

Things have been quite busy around here lately. I've visited every temp agency in town and I finally got placed on two jobs this week. I've also picked up a side transcription project typing up interviews for a research study at A&M. I'm still working on putting my business together too! That isn't coming along quite like I hoped it would. It will get there eventually. Too many snags in the fabric of my current plan. 

 A and I bought a couple of pieces of furniture last weekend and spent all weekend putting them together to make our apartment more liveable since we don't have cable. Yay for 4 channels! It hasn't been too bad, though. It has forced us to get out of the apartment on weekends and find other ways to amuse ourselves. I haven't watched TV in 4 days and I don't feel like I've missed out on anything! 

Now that we are finally getting settled into Houston and our apartment, things in the baby department have been moving along quite quickly. No, I haven't had the little guy yet, although there are some moments when I swear he will be making an appearance. I had a baby shower last weekend at KH's house! She did SUCH a good job! Everything was just adorable! So many people showed up and I was just so happy that all of my favorite people could share in this special time in my life. CC baked an awesome cake which was sooooo good. I was bad and had two pieces....oooops! 

We also took our baby CPR class and maternity ward tour. A was surprisingly really in to the CPR. I'm glad he took it seriously. At least I know our little one will be taken care of if God forbid anything happens. There were two women in the class with us that had little ones. An 11 month old, and a 22 month old. Hearing about the little inconspicous things that end up in the babies' mouths was a real eye opener. I had no idea that little ones could pry the rubber pads off of door stoppers and eat them! That class definitely made me want to baby proof the crap out of our apartment. But, little ones still find ways to get around all of the obstacles put in their way. 

I feel great for being late third trimester, however, my poor footsies are all swollen up! They are like puffy sausages! I can't get any relief either. My shoes kill me. Sitting for too long hurts, standing for too long hurts. There is no happy medium. I should invent a pair of shoes for pregnant women that have cooling gel wraps that surround your foot, so the swelling decreases and your foot stays cool. Man, that would be awesome!

53 days left in my pregnancy. I can't believe it. I am going to be responsible for another human's life in 53 short days. My free days of doing what I wanted when I wanted with who I wanted are just about over. Want to go run out for coffee? Nope. Gotta get a sitter. Want to stay out all night at a bar or club? Nope. I've got a little one at home that needs a bedtime story and a bottle. I'm sure I will still have some sort of social life, but this might just knock the wind out of my social sails. I can do this, I can do this! My mantra for the next 18+ years. I can do this, I can be a capable mother.... eeekkk... the dreaded "M" word.....

A New Adventure....

We made it to Houston! Despite the fact that I have a terrible sinus infection and the worst muscle cramps ever, we are finally settled in!

A and I packed up the Dallas apartment on Thursday morning and drove in to Houston Thursday night. Then first thing Friday morning we got up and moved into our new apartment.

The apartment is awesome!! There is soooooo much room. So much so that we have a lot of empty space that we don't know what to do with!!

Today A's family came over to help unpack and my mom and brother came over. In two hours we cleared out 90 percent of the boxes. The few things that we have left to do are to put a few decorations on the walls, buy linens and decorations for the second bathroom, and put the baby's room together. I need to buy a nice cupboard for our bar items and we might even get a new couch and coffee table! Something that doesn't look like it came out of a college dorm room! ha! 

I'm so glad everyone came in to help! I don't think we could have done it without them. 

After we unpacked all the boxes, we went over to the pool and hung out for a while. 

I think we are both going to enjoy living in Houston. Lots of new opportunities and adventures to be had. 

We'll be starting a family, meeting new friends, beginning new careers (hopefully)..... 

Tomorrow mom is taking me shopping for stuff for the apartment and more maternity clothes. My shirts are getting too short!!

What a busy few days, but we made it all in one piece! 

Are we there yet?

I'm so ready to get out of Dallas. I'll miss the friends we have here, our favorite spots to eat and hang out, but living around piles of boxes and having empty cabinets is starting to wear on me!

I had a whole list of phone calls and chores that needed to be done before the move, and I'm so anxious that I've finished everything!

All I have to do is throw our clothes and linens in a box and that's about it! 

In one week I'll be back in Houston! 

Can't wait!

What in the heck is going on in there?

No, this is not another worry-filled middle of the night posting that I am so prone to do.

This is a "the little critter won't stop kicking me in the spleen" post.

What on earth could he possibly be doing in there? I've been sitting here in the light of my computer watching my belly move. I'm trying to figure out what is head and what is feet. He is moving an awful lot. He's training me for the long middle of the night feedings and crying fits. Fabulous. 

It boggles my mind how he has any room to turn much less kick and stretch, because according to my last ultrasound, there was no more room in the inn for the little guy. When a baby has his hands across his face and he looks smushed, chances are he's a wee bit uncomfortable.

My sleeplessness could also be from the tons of chips and salsa I ate last night for dinner. Parentals are in town to help us pack and we went to Ozona's. I'm going to really miss their chips with the peppery salty garlic powder they sprinkle on them. YUM! I'm going to miss a lot of good Dallas food joints. Sigh.

The child just kicked the computer off my tummy. I had it balanced on my tummy, and he just kicked and it toppled off. That happened the other night with the remote control. One minute it was resting on my tummy, the next it was on the floor because little Pele decided to kick a winning field goal. He knows what's going on. Hey Ma! Get that thing off my back! 

ok, getting tired again. bedtime...

Reflection...

I decided to take the last posting down. It was too much of a downer. I need positivity in my life.

Things have gotten a little better since last Friday at 3 am.

My boss is excited to have me work for him doing my settlement brochures. That's a big relief. I guess I caught him on a bad day last week. 

I've decided I'm going to put my little nose to the grindstone and start a home business. For as little as $50 bucks I can start a business and not risk loosing a thing. Yes, I'll have to work hard and continually sharpen my skills, but this graphic design/creative writing stuff is fun for me, so I don't think it will be a big problem.

Today was my last day at work. I am still in shock. It's hard to believe I won't be going back to the office on Tuesday. Although its been made known that I'm welcome to come back anytime, I still can't believe it. Two years of my life with that firm. That's a long time. That's a lot of little life experiences and skills that I probably wouldn't have gotten elsewhere.  I grew up a lot. Although the job stressed me out on a daily basis, I worked with some awesome professionals and gathered some knowledge that will help me personally and professionally in the future. The whole experience in retrospect really wasn't that bad after all.

Our financial situation still sucks and I worry how we are going to make ends meet, but I'm starting to formulate somewhat of a plan. 

A and my mom both want me to take some time off and relax, but I just can't. Not when I know there are bills to pay and I'll have a son to raise in three short months. Not to mention doctor bills! OY!!!

I'm hoping to interview with a floral design studio in the next week or so for part time work. I really want to learn how to do floral arrangements and get my foot in the door. I can make some good money in that field if I play my cards right.

Two weeks from today I'll be an official Houstonian....again...haha!

My how time flies.....

Shin Splints, how I loathe thee...

It's been a while since I posted. Things have been very busy around here. I've been trying to pack and get ready for our move to Houston in 3 weeks. My last day of work is next Friday and so I've been working late trying to get everything wrapped up before I go. 

I found my doctor and a new apartment, so those are two big things off my list.

I still need to rent a U-haul and a car trailer.

I don't know if it is the crazy amount of activity that I've been doing the last two weeks, but my legs are killing me!!! They are starting to swell up and I have perma-shin splints. 

I can't get myself to slow down either. Sitting still for extended periods of time really bugs me now.  I'm also nesting like CRAZY!! I have the urge to clean and organize things all the time.

Sunday morning I woke up at 7 am and started cleaning out my bathroom cabinet and closet. A had to come in and drag me back to bed!

I started organizing things in my office today. There was a big box sitting in our conference room and I went in and picked it up. I didn't think it was that heavy and had no problems moving it. My boss came in to my office and he was all flush and he yelled "What the F&$* are you doing?!?!?" I was like, "I'm cleaning and trying to pick things up around here." I apparently scared him to death. He said, "Shelby I do not want to deliver your baby here at the office, please don't pick anything else up, EVER!!!" We just both started to laugh.

Sometimes I forget that I have limits now on how I can bend, stretch and carry things. It kind of sucks. You feel disabled in a way. People always want to help you do simple tasks and I can't help but let them do it. I should relish in the help and learn to relinquish control over situations, but.... it's soooo hard to do!!

Anywho, my legs are killing me. I need A to massage them again. 

Goodbye Pre-Prego Jeans!!

Today I finally gave in and bought more maternity clothes. All of my pre-maternity clothes have finally gotten a little too short and a little too tight. 

I went to Old Navy because I had heard that they had cute maternity clothes. The location I went to had the maternity section shoved into a back corner, and nothing was hung up and everything just looked wrinkled and worn out. I sifted through the racks anyways, and there were actually extra large non maternity clothes on the racks! As if pregnancy wasn't an emotionally charged time already, I have to pick from extra large clothing? I left Old Navy and went home very discouraged and feeling like a cow. 

I looked online for some boutiques and went back out. I'm glad I did because I hit the jackpot at Destination Maternity.

I bought some really comfy denim capris and some cute tops at Destination Maternity. I think I'm set for the rest of the pregnancy. All I need is a tankini, maybe, if I'm brave enough.... and a cute dress for my baby shower.  I feel cute again!