Holla to all the Fashonistas out there.

I thought I should let all of you know that I decided against all other previous outfits for my reunion. And I ordered something else. Have you heard of Isabella Oliver? I hadn't, but they've got some cute stuff. Expensive yes, but cute. I bought this little top to wear with plain black pants. I like it way more that the black outfit. I just didn't like the asymmetry of the black top.

Also breaking news, no, nothing about Star Jones, today is the day I am saying goodbye to my hair. I think I'll be going all Natalie Portman. OK not quite, but I think I'll be getting about 5 inches off. I need something new and fresh. My hair is getting to long and skankified stringy. I'll try to do before and afters. Wish me luck!

How would you respond???

Yesterday was the day that all women dread. How do I put it without sounding like a complete sex-crazed pervert?...Mason found this one thing that I have in my top drawer that umm, buzzes. Whatever, Mason found my purple vibrator.

We were getting ready to meet some friends at the park. Mason was dressed and ready to go, but I was picking up the kitchen quick before we left. Apparently I wasn't moving fast enough because Mason went into my bedroom and was going to grab me some clothes to throw on, the same thing he does with my shoes when he wants to go outside and play. I was wiping down the kitchen counters when Mason walks into the kitchen holding "it".

"Mama what's that?" he asks.

"Oh My God!" was the first thing that came out of my mouth. Then I grabbed it out of his hands, fast!

"That's a candle." A candle. A candle? Where the hell did I pull that object from?

Apparently I was on the fly and couldn't think of anything else to call it. I guess it did the trick because he never asked anymore about it. Now I just thank God that I was home alone with him and my in-laws weren't over or something!

She is my Prozac

Yesterday I met with my midwife. God, I love her! I left my house sweaty and panicky just knowing that something was going to be terribly wrong. I know, how pessimistic, right?

Once I saw my midwife, I started spilling my guts (a.k.a. whining) about how miserable I have started feeling. I told her everything! The spotting, didn't phase her. She said she gets a little nervous if the mothers blood type is negative, but mine isn't. Of course if it lasts a few days she wants to know about it, but apparently it was no big deal. She told me the anxiety about having another early bird was totally legit. She told me to just remind myself that the pregnancy up to this point has been pretty much "textbook" and that it is completely out of my hands and hers. Then she asked if I wanted some Prozac or Wellbutrin. I declined.

Everything else is right on. I gained 4 lbs last month and my blood pressure is still right where it should be (120/63). Now I start visits every 2 weeks, Thank God! She is like a big 'ol dose of Prozac for me. I love her.

Class of 1996

I don't think I have mentioned it yet, but I have a class reunion coming up in 3 weeks. Thinking three weeks ahead, I should be right at Orca status since I am currently at simply "whale" status right now. I am having issues with what to wear. A few weeks ago, my mom and I went to Minneapolis and I thought I'd be in a perfect place to buy a cute maternity dress. I had picked a few out at Nordstrom. Unfortunately, Nordstom Maternity is only an online deal, beh. It sucks to order an expensive dress online and hope that it fits a strangely mis-shapen 31 week pregnant body.
I have a few ideas though. I have this simple little black dress. Ok, scratch "little" who am I kidding; It is very plain, but I think I could do something sort of cute with it. But...There is this picture of this pregnant woman wearing this adorable outfit. Maybe I just long to look like her. I think I may order it. Do you like?
I meet with my midwife today. Wish me luck that everything goes smoothly. I also do the fun glucose test today! Gotta love the way too sweet orange pop. (I just totally gave away my midwestern side. Yes, I just called it POP!)

Get it while it's hot!

...we'll see if this post makes it past a half hour. I am totally in a funk. I am starting to feel like crap. I think I may be one of those lucky people that gets morning sickness at the end of the pregnancy. Every morning for about the past five days I could puke on command from the time a wake up until about noon. Good Times!

Pedro and I are at each others throats because I am so hormonal. I am driving him crazy, but how could I not be? I am driving myself crazy. Oh and a tiny secret, I didn't get hormonal all by myself. I am pretty sure there was a Y chromosome involved.

Part of my hormonal craziness is stemming from the stress I have with this pregnancy. Not a day goes by that I don't think about having another preemie. I is scaring me to death. With just about every kick or punch I feel in my belly, I wonder if my water is going to break again. And the icing on the cake, I spotted last night. I haven't since, but anytime you see blood while you are pregnant it makes you panic with fear. I go to see my midwife on Monday so I can hopefully have some of my fears reassured. But until then, I'll probably be locked out on the porch being crazy all by myself.

Witty isn't always Wise...

Him: Oooooo, those who live in stone houses shouldn't throw rocks...

Me: It is glass houses, dumbass, GLASSHOUSES!

Him: Oh yeah. oops!

I'm Lost...

* I took down the post this morning. It was a little too heart felt. For those of you that commented, Thank You! It does help to know you are not alone. Thanks.

Friday Night Fire!

Friday night we decided to go out for pizza. The actual sit down kind that no one does anymore. The pizza was great but the whole experience nearly sent me to an early grave.
It was one of those places that has the red dimply glass candles lit on the tables, along with the very classy paper napkin dispenser. Can you see were this is going?
We sat down and Mason immediately said,"Happy Birtday Mama!" It is some correlation he has with candles and birthdays. Then he started trying to blow out the candle. We talked about just blowing it out but we never did, we just moved it away.
The next item to play with was the paper napkin dispenser. He started pulling out the napkins and all was fine until he started reaching across the table trying to put them into the candle. The first one, success! Up in flames it went! I quickly reached into the candle, pulled out the ball of fire and began blowing. IT acted like those trick birthday candles, it would go out for a second then re-ignite itself. Meanwhile Mason is yelling, "Yay, Hotdogs!!"
I finally got the flame put out and began laughing hysterically. I am not sure if it was sheer embarrassment or the fact that my son has another correlation between campfires and hotdogs, but I laughed so hard I had tears steaming down my face.
We blew out the candle after that.

Songs that Make Me Blush Meme

I was tagged by the fabulous Ms. Mamma for this meme. It is 13 songs that I love, embarrassing as they may be...So I am doing it, but don't poke fun OK?

1. The Mountains Win Again by Blues Traveler. I just love it. It is one of those songs that I like to turn up really loud until I actually feel it!

2. Kiss by Prince. Not very original but who doesn't jam out Pretty Woman style whenever that song comes on?

3. Galileo by Indigo Girls. So I am in touch with my inner lesbian...still love this song.

4. Beautiful by India Arie. Her voice is calming and I could listen to her for hours.

5. Graceland by Paul Simon. It is one of those catchy songs I can't sit still to.

6. Don't Know Much by Linda Ronstadt and Aaron Neville. Go ahead, laugh away. I don't know what it is about this song, maybe it is the Cocoa Puff on Aaron's face. I do have a thing for cocoa puffs, I thought Enrique Iglesias was way hotter before he got his trademark removed. I digress.

7. Love Ridden by Fiona Apple. Only in small doses can I handle her anger but I love this song.

8. You and I Both by Jason Mraz. Sweet love song and he's so darn cute, I like to pretend he's singing to me, just kidding, sort of.

9. She Will Be Loved(acoustic) by Maroon 5. This song drives Mike crazy because I coiuld listen to this song over and over and never get tired of. I love to belt this song out in my car, poor Mason!

10. Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole. I know you have all heard this version on movies and TV, but it is the neatest version ever.

11. Mountain Music by Alabama. Probably the only country I'll ever admit to liking. I'm just not a country girl, but this song reminds me of summer vacation in jr. high, or maybe high school.

12. Send Me On My Way by Rusted Root. Totally reminds my of High School, no I didn't have poofy bangs anymore either.

13. Closer to Fine by the Indigo Girls. Geeze, now I can't stop thinking about my "girls" I think I should go looking for my CD's.

So there you have it. Some of them are not embarrassing, but other ones definately show off my inner geek. And let's never mention the whole Ronstadt/Neville duet again, 'mkay? SO now I am tagging my friend from college Laura, and Mamac-ta. And anyone else who does it, just let me know!

FYI This took me a looonggg freakin' time!

Another Post? Wow!

I am going to try to write more, I swear. I found this blog that I can't help but describe it as freaking hilarious. It is called, Poop and Boogies. It is a blogging Dad who tells it like it is, funny! And the funniest entry ever...Purple. Go check him out!

Just a day late ...666 !

Today started out like one of those perfect days! Mason woke up at nearly 8am which never happens. It meant that I was up before him and had time to almost finish my morning cup of Java. He woke up in a great mood. We went to the Farmers Market where a vendor caught Mason eyeing up her strawberries. She asked me if she could give him a strawberry, "sure!" So I bought asparagus from her. Once she gave him the strawberry they were fast friends. Mason was talking a mile a minute, some of it making sense, some of it not. But the important stuff like "Thank You", and "More strawberries?" where crystal clear and his charm was heard for miles. So much so that other vendors where offering him things. "Can I give him some peas?" Mason gobbled them up and ate up all the attention he was getting too.

He was being so good that I decided to take him to the park that was just up the road, he was an angel there too. There were no "battle of the wills", nothing, just a perfect boy. We came home, and I made the two of us lunch. He ate like a champ and I started thinking,"God, maybe the terrible two's are over?" Just in time, three months before the baby comes...

Bahahahahaha

Well, you know my awesome napper? Yep, no nap today. And with no nap comes the crabbies. I lost track of how many timeouts he had in a two hour block. Let's just say a whole lot. Between seeing how much dog hair he could successfully pull out of the dog in one hand and throwing a puzzle at me because I wouldn't make him another bag of microwave popcorn, there where many. Oh and lets not forget going over my newly dusted tables, dusting them with baby powder, NICE!

So now Pedro is home from work. He planned on playing basketball tonight, but I begged him in "favors" to take my son away. Ahhh, silence. All I hear now is the sound of my washer running a rinse cycle and my dishwasher cleaning the dishes. Pure bliss. Until my terror comes home that is...

No Excuses! Just Lazy.

It's Thursday and I am writing for the first time since oh, last Thursday. I know, I know, LAZY! I'm pregnant and chasing a "tornado" of a two-year-old around, cut me some slack.

Exciting News!!

I am almost 25 weeks pregnant and met with my midwife today. I gained 6 lbs since my last visit, oops! What's even more scary is that I had Mason only 9 weeks from now. God, I hope all goes well this time!

Saturday I went with a friend to get pierced. She had both nipples done, OUCH! She had major balls and I was shocked that she proceeded to do the second after the first needle puncture. She took it like a trooper!

Pedro has decided to take me on a date tomorrow night. . .wonder what the occasion is? Pedro and Romantic, not so much. . .hhhmmmmmm??

Ms. Mamma and I took the boys to the park on Tuesday. We fried, the boys didn't get a thing. We can't figure it out?

I have a bunch of pictures to share, I just need to get off my lazy ass and upload them. Stay tuned. . .

Goodbye Norma Jean...

Is it strange that I got misty saying goodbye to her yesterday? She's been so faithful, so fun, and let's not forget, she's been through a whole lot! But, the time had come for her to be replaced. So swiftly she was gone. I forgot to even take a picture.

It was time for her to go. We as a family had out grown her. Part of me feels guilty for giving her up so easily. In time I had her, I never had to have her fixed, ever. So does this mean that now I am in for it?

Bye baby girl, you will be missed 7/02 - 5/06. May you find your way to nice new home!

So now, I have this hot Mama! She's stone white with beautiful black leather interior. She's got all the goods! She is my first car ever that is an automatic, meaning, I can do so much more while driving (wink). Maybe once I get really comfortable with her I can even learn to change a diaper while on the road! My only question is... What should I call her?

What the hell are you saying?

It is here. We have gotten to that stage; the one everyone dreads. The embarrassing-statement-stage that makes you look like you are letting your kid listen to hardcore rap and watch The Sopranos instead of The Wiggles. All I can do is think, "Where is he learning this stuff?"

We've moved on from the original "Ga-dannit" stage and now we are onto more bratty phrases like "Go way Mama!" Ugh. Where does he learn it?

Yesterday Mason was in the tub playing with his zillion bath toys when he picked up his blue rubber ducky, squeezed it and said, "look! ducky's peein'" at the water steaming out of the hole in the bottom.

Of course it isn't all bad, just most of it. With the bad comes the good too. He talks all the time about his "frens". We have all turned into Masons friends lately. Even the dog is a "fren".

There is also the funny as heck stuff. Like when my sexy husband walks around shirtless and Mason can't help but point to his chest and say, "Dada's milky!". We also can't help but laugh at the kids impeccable hearing. The kid can pick out the tiniest flatulence from a mile away. Apparently we all have distinct sounding ones too because the kid is rarely wrong when he points out, "Dada fart!" or even on the very rare occation, "Mama fart!"

So until this tell-all stage passes, you can find me at home reciting bible verses out loud and listening to classical music. Oh, and I'll probably have gas pains from holding in a tad bit of pregnant gas.

All About Meme

I am - unique
I want - to be able to let things go.
I wish - I could still sleep-in once in a while.
I miss - college days.
I fear - having another premature baby.
I hear - lawn mowers outside.
I wonder - what my baby girl will be like.
I regret - things I say in the heat of arguments.
I am not - shy.
I dance - to kids music now!
I sing - like I am in church, says Mike.
I cry - almost everyday at nothing, damn pregnant hormones.
I am not always - into writing.
I make with my hands - killer salads.
I write - when I need to get things off my chest.
I confuse - North, South, East, West.
I need - to exercise more.
I should - clean out my closets.
I start - projects I don't finish.
I finish - whole jars of Clausen pickles.

meme from Mamac-ta

A day late...

but still, Happy Mother's Day! I was away for the weekend with my Mom and Mason. Mike stayed behind. As usual, I had anxiety about staying a night with Mason somewhere other than home. I did for Mexico, too but Mason was a dream come true. This time, not so much! I feel awful saying this but the trip was a total bust. Mason was ah-hem, HORRIBLE! The first night he fell asleep at 11pm. Just a little more than two hours later than 2 hours later than usual. He fell asleep after screaming that he wanted olives for an hour. Sorry kid, no-can-do at 10pm in a hotel. Once Mason fell asleep it was my turn. My Mom didn't have a problem. Her sleeping was signaled by the sawing-log sound that shook the pictures on the walls. By 12:45, I was so irritated and over-tired I got up, went into the hallway and called Pedro. Crying, I asked him if he could come and get me the next day. He said he would if I needed and that I should call him the next day. I fell asleep with a pillow over my head sometime after 2am. Mason was up at 6:30am.

But, that wasn't the worst of it. We went to go shopping. Pedro even gave me the "OK" to spend a reasonable amount of money since I never get to do things like this, with the instructions, "have fun!" BAHAHAHAH!

We encountered meltdown after meltdown. Mason arched and kicked and screamed and threw himself out of his stroller. You think I am exaggerating, I am not. I was so exhausted I even cried and told my Mom we needed to go home and for-go our second night in the hotel. I was exhausted and couldn't fight with him anymore. Somehow she got me to stay another night. I couldn't wait to get home.

We got home yesterday around 3:30pm. I came home to a little silver box. Of course, mine only has 2 beads, but that is part of the fun, adding to it. Thank god my husband reads this sometimes. My mom got me a very pretty necklace, I got her a card. Ugh I hate when that happens. I also came home to a newly painted terracota living room. Thanks Pedro.

I am home now. I slept in my own bed last night with my husband who doesn't even snore. I went to bed at 10 and got up at 7:30 this morning. Ah, life is good.

Pink Frilly Stuff

Since I've found out that baby #2 is supposedly a girl, I have found some super cute thing that I thought I'd share. I really never had the problem that lots of boy-parents have with finding cute boy stuff. It is definately out there, you just have to look. But cute girl stuff, it's EVERYWHERE! I'm not talking clothes yet, just the other stuff for right now, so take a look.

First there is the sling. I haven't made my ultimate decision on which one, but as you can see, slings aren't just navy or beige anymore. Fun huh?

Next, this car seat cover a-dor-a-ble! Yes, this one is a pricey bugger but I've got to cover up the "navy and beige" checkers some how. I love the diva dot and the disco brown.

And finally, these! Mamac-ta is a big time lover of these for her little guy, but the girly ones that I love are just so girly and cute.

So how am I doing. Is there anything else out there that I still just have to get?

I'm Crazy Pickle Head...Gimme Some Pickles.

I know , I know you are all dying to know what kind of crazy food I've been eating in my pregnant food crazed moments.

First of all, let me tell you that with Mason, I wanted Hot, as in make your nose run and eyes water, spicy HOT! I remember leaving work while pregnant with Mason and instead of going home, I drove directly to the store to buy a whole jar of jalapenos to smother my nachos with. No wonder he has a fiery streak, huh?

So this time as I have said a zillion other times has been so different. I love pickles, mmmmmmm...pickles. WAIT, not just any pickle though. Now along with being a coffee snob it turns out that I am also a pickle snob. Only Clausen pickles for this mama! You know, the ones you can only get in the refrigerator section. Mmmmmm...The salty, garlicy, taste gives me near the satisfaction of pregnant sex! That. Good.

I also love lemon ice. Sour and sweet all in one, makes my mouth water like a waterfall. Culver's has the best. Unfortunatly you southern girls probably don't have Culver's but if you do, try it.

That's enough before my 'puter starts shorting our from the puddles of spittle on the keyboard...

Hi, I'm Bored.

I don't know what my deal is lately, but I have been bored. I feel like I have nothing of importance to write about. So how about a quick recap of the weekend, shall we?

Friday night Pedro and I decided that we were officially old. We spent the night at Barnes and Noble each with a coffee,reading magazines while Mason played on the train table. How exciting are we?

Saturday we went to Pedro's parents lake house. I wish I had as much fun as Pedro up there, but I don't. It is never relaxing for me, Mason fights napping so I am the one left with a sore boob after an hour of trying, and I always end up looking like the "bad guy". No details needed, the ride home was nasty, my feelings were hurt bad enough, no need to rehash. I just wish I could be understood sometimes. I think the agreement stands at taking separate cars in the future, period. The End.

Sunday, Pedro worked on our flipping house. No really, the house we are re-doing to sell. I promise to post pictures when all I complete, huge changes have been. We ended up going to Home Depot and coming home with among other things,3 gallons of terricota paint for my living room. I am changing my red living room to terricota. It has to be done in the next week before our new furniture comes. I'll have to take before and after pictures of that too.

So my exciting weekend in a nut-shell. Next weekend my mom and I and Mason of course are heading to the Mall of America in Minnesota. I am hoping it is a smoother weekend than this one was.

The Lull.

Hi everyone. I am at that point again, nothing important to talk about. Not that this site ever has "important" things, but you know what I am saying. Now that we all know I am having a girl, that curiosity is over and I have begun to sleep again. So that drama is over until sometime in mid-September.

My mailbox has been an excitement lately. I know, I need a life if my mailbox excites me, but I've gotten some really cool mail lately. I got an order from Old Navy including a Maternity swimming suit. It is a cute style but I am not sure about the pattern--It should work for the summer when I am a beached whale, and that is all that matters, Right?

My friend Laura sent me a book to read too that I just received this week. I love Jodi Picoult, so does Laura and so she sent me a copy of the newest J.P. book, The Tenth Circle. I cannot wait to start, but I have to get new glasses. I have been putting it off for months, but it is time, and this book is my motivation. I'll have to do a post on my glasses someday, they are blog worthy, pictures and all.

Mason has been so amazing lately. Two days ago after his bath, we were looking in the mirror making funny faces when he said, "mama's cute!" God, I love that kid. I wish he had a little button on him that I could push whenever I need an ego boost. Then yesterday, I was upstairs on the computer when he yells to me, "Mama, Otto sick!" I ran downstairs and sure enough, the dog had yacked a big'ol pile. Lovely!

So there you have it, the excitement happening here is incredible. Tune in for more mindless babble later! CIAO!