Holy sea cow.

Actually, I lost 3 pounds from somewhere last week. SO I WAS EVEN HUGE-ER!

I’ve reached 39 weeks. That leaves this kid 6 or less days to push himself out. I never thought I’d make it to this point. Which is silly! Because no one is pregnant forever. Although I’m sure if someone could be, it would be me. That’s the kind of luck I have. I’m officially on maternity leave now too, so all we have to do is wait. Andddddd wait.

Everyone has advice or hints on how to get labor started. Fresh pineapple, sex, spicy food, walking, a glass of wine, diddling your nipples, a pedicure, massaging certain points on your body. I spent $45 on ingredients to make Labor cookies and spent the next 3 days eating SPICY ginger cookies. I HATE anything spicy! Cookies that are made with cayenne pepper? Sure why not! If it will get me into labor, lets do it!

HEY, GUESS WHO’S STILL PREGNANT?!

The truth of the matter is…. none of these things actually work. A few of them have the potential to maybe start some contractions because of one thing or another. I know everyone swears they know someone who ate a whole pineapple and went into labor the next day. Or their sister in law ate mexican food every night and had her baby 2 days later! Coincidence, my friends. Coincidence. My OB told me that she wouldn’t let me be pregnant beyond March 22nd. To which I replied, “The 22nd? If I’m pregnant until then, I’m going to jump off this building!” She laughed. I did not.

BUT, no more whining. I loved being pregnant until a few weeks ago. Its an amazing experience. I can’t believe that I actually GREW a human. I just want him here. Now. Yesterday.

And back to my Oscar special, hosted by Oprah. ZZZzzzzzzzzz.

If blogging was my job, I’d totally be fired by now.

I’m MISERABLY pregnant. I don’t know how I could possibly be pregnant another day. Tomorrow? I’m not thinking about it. SO INSTEAD! LETS TALK ABOUT SOME OF MY FAVORITE THINGS!

I’m doing a giveaway this week! WOOOOOOO! Its a very girlie one, so sorry guys. However you could always enter and give it to your girlfriend/wife. I’m sure I’ll be posting it all over the place, so keep an eye out for it. I’m excited to give things away! And I think I’m even more excited to shop for it.

There were so many other things I wanted to talk about! Like the Olympics and how I’m sad they’re over. The Bachelor! Of course he picked Vienna! She’s got that magical spark (big boobs)! Jay Leno is back. I’m mad at myself for watching last night but I really wanted to see Jamie Foxx. So so in love with him. Um, maybe thats it. haha. It just felt like a lot.

3 more days of work. 10 more days til a BABY. I still can’t believe they’re going to let me be someone’s mother! haha.

This is a serious issue.

Lol.

Sorry.

I like having a blog. I can write whatever I want and curse as many fucking times as I fucking please! (Sorry, mom). A lot of random thoughts flow through my head. Not so profound, but still, they are MINE!

I deal with the public for 40+ hours a week and could probably write a book about people and my experiences with them. But who wants to hear the story about the woman who’s breath was so bad that I gagged for 15 minutes? And when I ended up puking, I was laughing hysterically at the same time and that made the vomit come out of my nose. It burns!

Or, for as long as I can remember and probably for the rest of my life, every time I use my debit card I think it’s going to be declined. It’s the worst feeling. I give the cashier my card, I stare at her in the eyes, I bite my nails, and I wait. Although the entire approval process takes about, oh I don’t know… 4 seconds. It feels like an hour and a half!! When I was younger, I was never very good at managing money and I was always buying things I couldn’t afford. So, naturally, “your card didn’t go through” is something I heard a lot. And then I would say, “oh that can’t be right. Try again, Nancy. Are your computers down??”

See what I did there? I went from blogging, to puking and I summed it all up with my the spending habits of my early twenties. I have the attention span of a goldfish and the writing skills of a 16 year old. I envy those of you who are great writers. I go to some blogs and I read this thrilling story that makes me laugh and cry and then when I get to the end of the entry, I realize that I just read about a washing machine. I can write about my washing machine! It just never comes out the way I want it to.

I could write about my day but being a pregnant whale is not exciting. At all. Unless I write about my leaking boobs but even then, I’m sleeping on my laptop half way through my re-read. I remember one time I wrote something totally mindless and it included getting a manicure and a pedicure that day. I got a nasty email about being shallow, high maintenance and how I could of used that money for something better. Want to know why I even GET manicures and pedicures? BECAUSE I SUCK AT PAINTING MY OWN NAILS. And because my cuticles are awful. lol.

SOMEONE HELP ME! If I had lots of ideas for entries, I’d actually update more often. Which would mean more traffic (right?) which would be motivation to keep this thing going. I think.

Enough whining. Share your ideas with me, please?

I can’t believe I’m 26 years old! I don’t think I ever thought I’d make it to 26. That sounds ridiculous but seriously! I thought 25 was it!

I can’t believe I am 36 weeks into my pregnancy and that I have 28 days to go. Some days I can’t even believe that I’m pregnant at all. But I am and it’s real and he’s coming in the next few weeks. Hopefully sooner rather than later.

I actually slept well last night so I am awake as hell. I need to find something to eat. My exciting day consists of waiting for FedEx to bring Chris’ Valentines Day gift, getting a mani/pedi and cleaning because people are coming over tonight. We’re going to dinner at a French restaurant I’ve been wanting to try. Weee!

I’m such an old lady!

I went into work today with all intentions of staying until 6PM. Except I went in at noon. And I left at 4. It was PAINFUL to stay there, knowing that I HAVE THE NEXT 8 CONSECUTIVE DAYS OFF.

Oh my goodness, that feels fabulous to say!

I go back for 4 weeks and then its maternity leave! 3 months. So far. Maybe I can convince Chris that I should be on permanent leave. I’m sure it would involve a lot of delicious home cooked meals and wonderful baked goods. And clean, folded laundry. And a spotless house. And BJs. Sorry to be gross but you know its true.

Tomorrow is my baby shower. I’m excited! I wish I had an outfit! I have a Mama massage at 9 and the mall opens at 10. Hopefully I can find something quickly. That involves trying things on and I abhor trying things on. Thats what I miss about my unpregnant body. I could just buy and it would fit and look fine! That and I miss my small boobs. JFC Idk how you woman live with huge boobs. My mom had small boobs, had me and then hers decided to stay at a D. Please, lord, no.

Thats all. C is on his way home from work so I’m gonna go at least brush my teeth. Im in sweatpants and his shirt, hair a mess and makeup smeared. The least I can do is have minty breath.

Sorry for the shitty Blackberry pictures but our FURNITURE HAS ARRIVEDDDDDDDDDD!!! And the knobs just have to be put on in place of those silly red ribbons.

We went out to lunch yesterday after my Dr’s appt. We turned onto the road we live on and we were driving behind a big Ceva truck. The Ceva truck that was on his way to our house to drop everything off! Thank gahd we were tired and wanting to go take a nap rather than go shop like I um, wanted. lol.

My shower is Saturday so we’ll (hopefully) get the rest of the stuff we need and I can put everything together in the couple of days before we go away. We’re going to Lake Placid for a few days I guess. To a nice romantic hotel! And that’s all I know.

I’m excitedddddddddddddd.

Pam is having another giveaway over at Design85.com! She’s giving away FIVE, yes FIVE Vickie’s tank tops! I love it! I want to win!!! If you win, you also get some other surprise PINK goodies.

I want to start doing giveaways on my blog! Any ideas how I start? Do I buy my own stuff or is there a program/company that does it? Anyone know?!

I’ve reached 31 weeks of pregnancy! Well, technically tomorrow will be 31 weeks but anyway.

I’m so veiny and pale. Anddd look how swollen my fingers are. Geez. Tattoo is still 3 shamrocks and my prepreg pants still fit. We’ll see how much longer though. The minute he drops, its all over. And I’ve managed to escape stretch marks so far! Thanks for the genes, mom.

You know what I havent managed to escape? Acid reflux after ingesting anything, including water. I live on Tums. Yay calcium? My ribs are bruised and my diaphragm is pushed into my throat! My boobs are leaking. HOW SEXY!  I know, sorry guys. TMI. The good news?! I survived the plague that I had last week! Woo!

Now that my future husband finally has 2 days off a week, the baby’s room is starting to actually get worked on! I dont use power tools so therefore, I am no help. BUT! The trim is up between the colors and the other trim (?) is on the floor trim (?). Is it called quarter round? I DONT KNOW THIS STUFF. What I do know, is that I’m ready for it to be done. I know I keep talking about this furniture but its coming!  The thing holding us back is, oh I dont know, the fact that its $1600 for 3 pieces. And its right after the holidays! And we arent going to charge it! We’re almost there. Hopefully it’ll get here before the baby is born.

Does anyone else’s significant other stalk their registries to see what people are buying? Mine does. Which is fine.  But then he tells me and I want to cry. He’s not the one who has to sit in front of 65 people in a few weeks, pretending to be surprised about what he’s opening! Granted, I dont know who bought what but still. The excuse is that he wants to know what we have left to buy. Uh huh, I think its just because you like to know everything!

I’ve been having cramps on and off the last few days and the only way to help it is to get up and move. I’m going to start cleaning something. Maybe I’ll reorganize the kitchen cabinets! Highly unlikely. I’m sure I’ll just move from the couch, get something else to eat and then find my way back to the couch.

Its another one of those reflection posts!

2009 was a good year for me. Way more highs than lows. I met the man I’m going to spend my life with, we have a beautiful house and we’re expecting our first little baby boy. I dont know how much better it could get?

The one thing I did accomplish in 2009, was ridding my life of a negative people . If you’re always around negativity, that’s all you’re going to attract. I sound ridiculous, I know. lol. Whatever. Anyway. Surround yourself with people and things that are a positive influence, and good things will come.

I’m not one to really make resolutions but I’d like to set some goals for 2010. I want to be the best mother and gf/wife that I can. I want to make a conscious effort everyday, especially in regards to my relationship. I dont want the whole thing to get lost in the new baby frenzy!

I want to take as many pictures as I can! I have minimal pictures from 2009! How sad! I dont even have the no camera excuse! I want to document everything and then keep it organized on my laptop.

I want to try to get my ass back in school. A new baby, a house, working full time and school? I know. A little ambitious, but not impossible. I’m hoping that once the baby is a couple of months old and we have a little routine going on, I’ll be able to do it. Cut back on work, maybe? We’ll see. Its on my list!

I’m excited for 2010. What a difference a year makes, right? Last NYE, I was running around the city with a bunch of friends and my own bottles of champagne. This year, I’m on the couch, trying desperately to keep my eyes open until midnight!

I wish you all health and happiness in 2010. Have a great new year and BE SAFE!

We ate ourselves into a coma last night and ended up passing out before 10PM. Such an old couple. 7AM this morning, we were UP and READY TO RUN A MARATHON! Today was the day we were scheduled to pick up the TV we bought and the recliner I got Lover for Christmas. We’re the worst people to be together, $$ wise. We picked up the TV and a Kuerig coffee maker. Our bank has one! And I wanted one! Its so fun! And now I want to tear open all of the Christmas gifts. 2 more days, 2 more days!

So I’m 29 weeks today!! 11 more weeks!! Yesterday morning, as I was getting dressed, I noticed my belly was looking a little low. I saw my mom a little later in the morning and she said the same thing. When do you usually start to drop? I’ve been looking online, but the early I’ve seen is 33 weeks. I know I know, everyyyy pregnancy is different. But he still has 78 days! I DO feel like he’s going to come a little early though. But not now. The room isn’t even close to being finished. lol. Plus he’d be so little! Today we are going to be being bums on the couch until I go into work. I have to do one late shift a week and I decided to make it today because I left early yesterday and have off til Monday.

Please excuse all of the cat hair. Black is a hard color to wear when the cats want to share your face and boobs.

Back to the Today show. I’ve always hated Kathie Lee Gifford but I’ve come to love her. How could you not love two women who booze on national TV at 10AM?

Outside a broad downright rots the laughing luxury.