3 Yays for the Bella Band and for people who have money and buy things

Here I am at 25 weeks pregnant wearing my bella band ( so I can wear my skinny pants unbuttoned...unzipped) I highly suggest the bella band for big eaters, or for people who have several pairs of awesome pants that fit just a little too snug. These bands are amazing and have saved me tons of money when it comes to buying maternity clothes. Yeah, I'll admit than in another month or two...everything I own will not fit right...maternity or not...but still. I've made it 6 months.



I stopped by the gift shop that sells my goods. First of all, I got a check for the things that have sold (yay #1) second of all, the owner told me that a frequent customer (who happens to be a doctor) mentioned that he wants me to do all of the light plate switch covers in his house (yay#2). The owner is also having me send her my bio so that she can post things about the local artists who sell items in her shop...this might lead to even more work (yay#3)
Whew. Who knew that glueing some cool, funky papers onto light plate switch covers could be so fun and profitable?! I have to take an artists stand though and say that its not just the act of glueing the paper onto the plastic...but its the paper that I choose and how I choose to glue it on that makes all the difference. Sometimes I think that I rock...and tonight after talking to the owner was one of those nights.
This means more work and late nights for me right now...but I think that it will pay off in the long run. Maybe I can designate the money for vacations or wardrobe or buying Jeff a Fender Bass. All things that seem out of reach just got a little closer to my grasp tonight.
Its still baby steps right now...but I have a good feeling about it. Thanks Jeff for encouraging me to do this and for letting me buy all the supplies on the credit card...I'll pay it off someday...really!!!

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Ants have pets and the State of my Uterus Address

So, I was watching the Animal Planet channel last night and they were re-playing a program that Jeff and I had watched not too long ago and so I thought I'd share the fascinating facts with you all. Here it is: Ants are the only other creature on earth (besides us humans) that keep pets. Isn't that crazy?!?! They keep little bugs...which I believe are also ants, but another variety. They feed them and take care of them and in turn, the little bugs help the ants do their work. I think that's cute!

On to a more serious matter. Fellow Americans, I am here to inform you that the State of my Uterus is not sound. Ha..can you believe I told the truth?!?!
I learned today that my uterus is roughly the size of a soccer ball. Babies at this stage are said to be about 1.2 pounds and about 13 inches long. I know that as of last week, my baby was 2 pounds already. So...I'm going to go ahead and throw it out there that my uterus is probably more the size of one of those red balls that we all played with in elementary school. You know, the ones that we all threw at the nerdy kids, or the kids who didn't speak english. Then they would run off crying and you would get in trouble and have to apologize to the kid and go to the principal's office. You know the one.

I've decided that after Tallulah is born, I'm making Jeff take me out for a big steak and baked potato meal. I want at least 2 pints of some kind of beer. I'm just so hungry now, but because of my red dodge ball sized uterus, I get full so fast...then I'm hungry again 30 minutes later.

Back to the daily grind.

a human pinata

I went to the Doctor today for a checkup. Turns out that the little woman inside my uterus is HUGE!!! This is all good and fine, because who doesn't want a brick house for a daughter...but there is no hole on my body that's big enough for her to come out of. Crazy, but true. At this point in pregnancy I (probably along with several other women) begin to wonder/worry about how their babies will greet the world. I know that I am having a c-section. Fine...bring it on. Its still un-nerving...its major surgery!
I have not gained hardly any weight...infact, it seems like I've lost weight in certain areas...my legs for example. This sweet adorable little baby girl is eating me alive!!! As of this coming Monday...it will be 14 weeks until D-day. Yikes! I feel like there is more pressure in raising a daughter than a son. Maybe because I know how manipulative girls can be...I know I was. As long as I gave my dad a kiss on the cheek, I got whatever it was I wanted...and he felt happy and loved. Girls make me nervous! I am excited for Jeff to experience the whole father daughter relationship...it is priceless.
So, Tallulah will be big and she will be beautiful. I'm starting to get excited to meet her. Excited to see what color her hair is and what she looks like.

I rocked Israel to sleep tonight. I hated to put him in his bed. He was so peaceful and warm. I will miss it when he's older. I guess that's why people have more and more babies. Someday Israel will tower over me and probably talk back,,,hell, he talks back already...but right now it makes me laugh.

Time for bed. I will soon be longing for these days when I got a full night's sleep. Too bad Jeff can't breast feed the new baby...I could get a lot more rest that way.

Things that gross me out

Let me start by saying that the main bathroom where I work is most similar to a nast mall bathroom. It smells of mall and looks of mall. The worst part is that EVERYtime I go in there to use it, there is without fail, a pubic hair on the toilet seat. I always use the seat protecors, but I'm afraid that's not always enough. It also grosses me out when other people come in to use the bathroom and will talk to me (I have no problem conversing while I empty my body) but its when they leave and don't wash their hands. Ewww. I can't tell you how many pot lucks we have at work. We really need to start labeling who brings what...so I know who's food NOT to eat. Don't get me wrong, my kitchen floor needs to be mopped and I'm sure there are plenty of dust bunnies or dust great danes living under my furniture, so I can't complain about cleanliness...but I can complain about hygene, because mine is awesome...long armpit hair or not...I'm clean.

Here is a brief list of other things that gross me out -in no particular order:
opposums
opposum babies
cat vomit
dog shit
petrified dog shit
hairballs in the drain
bathrooms that men use (when no women are around to clean them)
toe jam
big wet stringy boogers
wet facial tissues
sour milk, mine or a cows...doesn't matter, its gross
scabs (especially when people pick them and show them off)
new born baby poo (like cottage cheese and mustard)
cottage cheese with fruit (I really love cottage cheese, but only with savory compliments)
this list
slimy mold water with mosquito larva in it
pennies that are stuck together with who knows what
old gum in the bottom of my purse (usually unwrapped and covered in lint)
epidurals


This list wil grow as I think of and encounter new things that gross me out.

Until then, enjoy.