Putting the House to Bed

Putting the House to Bed

Tour of the House

No She Didn't

I'm tired of hearing about how what I am doing is wrong for the baby from people at work, so tomorrow I have decided to totally piss off and freak out the majority of my coworkers. We are having an honors program tomorrow (organized and run by MOI) and traditionally teachers wear all black, very dressy clothing. Tomorrow I shall wear a cute black dress, tights, and tall ass heels!
I am passive aggressive when people tell me/suggest to me that I should or shouldn't do something. For example, my ASSistant principal told me to stop drinking sugary drinks (like the grape soda I was so very much enjoying, I had a craving) and I didn't say anything smart at the time, but I made sure to chug a can of fruit punch in front of her today. I mean CHUG too.
I feel protective over my son and I take it personally when some people, mostly the ones I really don't know, tell me (not suggest) what I need to do.
On the total flip side, Krisha has been so sick with morning sickness (and afternoon and evening) and I have found myself sharing tips with her in the same helpful yet unwanted way that people did with me! I'm starting to understand the balance of people support/suggestions and being a total brat all the time.

Dinner with the Fortiers

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Oh Boy!

Thanks to the help of Eric, I have majorly upgraded my blog! Now I have a site counter AND I am able to make videos and post them directly to my blog :).
Hopefully, I can start making more movies and show everyone the baby's room and clips from our daily lives down here in the dirty dirty south.
Got to go eat some food with Andrew and Krisha! Perfect day for a neighborhood cookout :).

Peace on the streets.

First Video.......trial part II

Test

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qf5vdUPUz0E

Tell me if you can see this short stupid video on this link.......its private on youtube so we don't have to worry about strangers seeing our private lives.

Too Rich for Handouts, Too Poor for Everything Else

I'm just starting the paperwork process of taking my maternity leave and it is quite frustrating. First of all, I have disability insurance through the National Teachers Association and have been paying $37 a month (out of my already measly paycheck) for years now, mostly in preparation for maternity leave someday. That was the selling point for me......that they covered maternity leave. I wanted to make sure that they still covered maternity leave so last week I called them and was reassured by a distracted sounding representative that they do, in fact, cover maternity leave. Yay, things were going my way. I was thinking that I would have that extra income from the disability insurance and that might ease our financial minds during my 8 week hiatus. WRONG. I heard from a coworker that NTA doesn't cover and she suggested I check on it. So I did, I called them and come to find out, they don't in fact cover normal maternity leave unless there are complications (like squeezing a baby out of my 5 foot frame isn't complicated).
Anyways, the title of the post is because I'm frustrated because the middle class gets screwed. I don't get free college because we make too much, yet Jeremy and I will have the cloud of student loans over our heads for decades. Jeremy and I take pride in knowing that we pay for our own health insurance but we have to pay a $400 hospital fee before they even let us in the door. If we were uneducated and poor, it would be free and if we were rich, $400 would be less than I would spend on a handbag. And, if we were poor, we would get free cell phones (that all my students have) with 200 free monthly minutes.
Also, the whole daycare situation (yes I am aware this is a fragmented sentence but I dare someone to correct my grammar. Do it, I dare you). The lowest class qualifies for free daycare and of course we make too much money for that, so we will be paying $136 a week for strangers to care for our son when if I were rich, I would stay at home with my son, finish my master's degree during that time, find an appropriate job with my new degree and return to work when it was most appropriate for our family, not when the sick days ran out.
Sometimes I get tired of fighting the good fight, as they say. Until I see huge results from our hard work, Jeremy and I will keep working, keep saving, keep consulting Norm for our financial future :), keep on pushing with my Master's Degree, and keep fighting the good fight.

Feeling Great

I lost 6 pounds this week just by cutting out junk and eating a ton more fruits and vegetables so I rewarded myself with a shopping trip to Target. I majorly scored. I got 4 pairs of earrings, 3 pairs of dressy sandles, 2 dresses, 1 pair of maternity jeans, 1 pair of maternity capris, 1 yellow T-shirt and 1 printed tank and all for way less than you think! It felt nice to look nice today. I spent more time on my hair than usual and found a pair of jeans to wear that I forgot I had. Plus, it was beautiful outside today so that always makes the day better.
I took the dogs to the park and watched Parker swim and swim and swim and Zoey run and run and run! They are so cute and sooooo tired right now. Parker is acutally sleeping under my left arm, snoring quite loudly but I am used to it and love it.

Houston, we have a hand.

I was chillin at Krisha's today (who is now officially 8 weeks pregnant yay) and I felt an actual hand jabbing my belly! I really think it was a hand but who knows, it could have been a foot or if he was really excited it could have been........well, I shouldn't talk about my son that way haha. It felt so cool and it was a nice reminder that I am pregnant. I know I'm 6 months but sometimes it still doesn't feel 'real' except for when I have one of those 'moments' like the first ultrasound where we saw him kicking and moving around, when I first felt him move, and now when I held his hand for a quick, yet important, moment. I'm not sure if I'm supposed to be in love with Ethan yet or if I am supposed to be fully maternal at this point, but I know that how I feel is how I feel, regardless if it is right or wrong. I am afraid that I won't have an instant bond with Ethan when I first hold him and I am prepared (I think) to handle my emotions if I don't feel that instant connection. Everyone tells me that the mother/child bond is an unique experience for everyone and there is no 'normal' but I still want to feel immense love the moment I hold Ethan in my arms. I should really start talking to him because at this point, his ears are fully developed and he is listening to everything that goes on in my life. Note to self: stop swearing so damn much.

Fat Fingers

I take my wedding and engagement rings off at night time. Except for tonight because my fingers are so swollen. I am telling myself that I am choosing not to take my rings off but I think my body (and Jeremy) knows that my fingers are too fat. Personally, I think the rings have shrunk. I like the way that sounds better. Maybe I shouldn't have sucked on all that veggie bacon. It was worth it.

Crazy Day

What a hectic day! Hope everyone had a better Monday than I did. The kids were fine but today was a day that required me to do a lot of thinking and planning and I don't like thinking or planning.
Pictures of the nursery to come soon.........we have the crib and changing table set up as well as a buncha other stuff yay