Wednesday, October 6, 2010
On the radio this morning they were talking about first kisses (not first ever, but like, first date kisses) and of course I started thinking about my first kiss with Eric. I'm sure every woman remembers her first kiss with her husband and thinks it was special. Of course it was special, you married the guy right??? My first kiss with my husband was really awesome and semi movie-esque, and for that reason, I'll share it with you. Even if you really don't care. It was St. Patricks Day 2005, and we met up with some friends to see a band in NYC. I had just found out that night that Eric liked me. After the show we headed back to Penn station to catch a train home, and like I'm sure many of you have done, we read the schedule wrong ( it was 2 am and we were reading the schedule from the night before) and had to wait a few hours for a train. So we got some McDonald's and Eric bought some homeless guy some food too. At some point, my still semi drunk self, made a really dumb comment to him and he walked away. I waited a few seconds thinking "God! I am such an idiot" before running after him. I saw him going up the escalator so I got on and as soon as i got to the top I tried to apologize and Eric grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me. The rest is history...we hung out every day after and are now happily married, and having a baby! Maybe its a cheesy story, but I love it, and my life. :)
Sunday, October 3, 2010
I have been feeling very....Grumpy....lately. I know, I know its the hormones and pregnancy and everything else going on. I feel fat, my feet are numb, i cant sleep, my body hurts....and WHEN i do complain, Eric just says I sound like I'm mad at the baby...grrrrrrr. It is sooooooo true, men really have no clue what pregnancy does to a woman. Its not his fault, but I want to smack him when he says that. I am trying to enjoy these last few weeks, but its hard. Plus, I just want to meet Reilly already... I hope she comes early....
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
...with the gym. I was hoping this day wouldn't come, or not so soon at least. I have had visions of my self going into labor while at the gym...do people really work out at 38, 39, 40 weeks pregnant??? I cant do it. I'm only 34.5 weeks and its just gotten to be too much. First of all, I'm so tired after working all day that the last thing I want to do is go work out. Second, my whole freakin body hurts, particularly my lower back, and I just can't imagine exercising. I KNOW I should keep going, and its beneficial and blah blah blah, but its not worth it, I think. I don't think the next 3-5 weeks is going to make that much of a difference. It is killing me though...I'm so torn. I know I should go, but I just cant. And when I think about how I most likely wont be going back until December or January (recovery time and all that), I want to puke. Please, Lord, let my baby girl take to breastfeeding so losing this baby weight is easier on me!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Ok, so last night during the Yankee/Rays game, Jeter pretended to get hit by a pitch. My brother and I watched the replays, and agreed that he may have gotten hit AFTER the ball hit the bat, but I just read the article on Yahoo news, and it seems I was wrong. Jeter admitted that "there was some vibration...and acting. My job is to get on base." Now, I love the Yankees, and I love Jeter, but part of the reason I love them is that I hold them to a higher standard than other teams (and Jeter to a higher standard than other players). They are supposed to be "better". And they lost anyway!!!! I feel duped... it was a cheap trick by a team that is too good for cheap tricks. I want to beat Tampa Bay...crush them actually, but I'd rather do it "fair and square". It could be my impending motherhood that is amplifying my distaste for this sort of thing... but really, its not a setting a good example. I'd hate to see little league-ers throwing themselves at pitches or faking it to get on base. Maybe I'm wrong...being to extreme, but I don't like it. Be better Yanks...do better.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Since you can't see his face, he claim this not him, but I swear (and those of you who know him will know) this is my husband. Our first ski season out here in Colorado, this is what he does while we are trying to get ready to leave! LOL! I just randomly found this picture on my computer and actually laughed out loud....good times.
Pretty soon it will be just me and the dogs waiting for the baby to come. Two of my favorite men are leaving! Eric leaves in 3.5 weeks for his deployment, and my bro, Dan is off to National Guard basic training, and school, for about 7 months! Thanks alot! No, seriously, I'm very proud of them both and even though I will miss them terribly, they are doing a great thing.
Monday, September 13, 2010
I am completely obsessed with the store Boden. If you haven't heard of it, the are based in England and how the most wonderful, colorful, fun clothing. Here are a few things I love, and plan on purchasing as a "congrats" to myself when I loose my "baby weight":
Friday, September 10, 2010
Before my friend Rachel and I met our husbands, many of our Friday nights consisted of meeting my brother and "the guys" at Mackeys and drinking bud light. I will give Eric lots of credit for having better taste in beer then I do, and for introducing me to the wonderful world of micro brews. But the bud light times were still fun! There is a country song that I recently heard (if you don't like country music, at least look up the lyrics!) by Billy Currington called "Pretty good at drinking beer", and I love it. "So hand me one more, That's what I'm here for, I'm built for having a ball. I love the nightlife, I love my bud light, I like 'em cold and tall." This song makes me laugh, and makes me think of some good times with great friends. Even though my beer taste has changed (and I cant even drink it at all right now), I am pretty good at drinking beer. And I know a lot of other folks that are too.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
If there is anyone out there that thinks being pregnant is easy, they obviously have never been pregnant. Men will never truly understand pregnancy and what it does to your body, they may be sympathetic to you, if you are lucky, but they will never understand. Nor will a women who hasn't experienced it. Being able to create life, and nurture that life inside you is, for lack of a better word, amazing. It is one of the coolest feelings, and it is a blessing. The way I feel when my daughter moves in "my belly" is something I don't think I could ever accurately put into words. That being said, and as wonderful as it is, its still hard. Maybe not for every woman, I understand that, so please know this is just my personal feelings and experience. From week 6 to about week 13 I was nauseous ALL day long...and so tired that I'd feel like I slept an hour at night, take a nap in my car on my lunch break, and still fall asleep on the couch at 7pm. The gym was not an option at all, and for someone that went 4-5 times every week, that was hard. Weeks 13-28 were all about being amazed that I started showing and feeling the baby kick and move, and that was the best. That was the "fun" part of pregnancy I had heard people talk about. The past 4 weeks, though, I feel "done" with pregnancy. My feet hurt constantly, my back hurts, I can't sleep comfortably, I have to pee every 25 minutes, and Im so stiff in the morning that I feel like im 90 years old. And then there is the weight gain. I know this comes with the territory, i do, but for me, this is the hardest part. I want to lose this 35lbs NOW! I want to put on my size 4 jeans (that have a button and zipper and not a "secret fit belly"). On top of that, Im am totally and utterly PETRIFIED of giving birth. I am. I want to meet my daughter and see how beautiful she is, and kiss her, and stare at her for hours. I just wish there was an easier way to get her.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I am getting really tired of all of the crap shows that are springing up all over television! Reality TV is the worst. Let me clarify, though, that by "reality tv" I do not mean shows on Discovery, or Food Network (Throwdown with Bobby Flay, anyone?) or the like. I am refering to Jersey Shore, the crappy Kardashians, the Real World (unless we are talking 1990's real world, before it became complete trash), even (gasp from the ladies) the bachelor/bachelorette. All that happens is drama, drama, drunkenness, drama, fighting, drama, blah blah blah. Is that really entertaining? That basically describes my college years, been there done that. I don't want to see it on TV. I especially don't want to even thing about the idiots on those shows actually getting PAID for it! Look, I'm all for TV and I probably watch more than I should. I love Food Network, and I love National Geographic. I love cable too, don't get me wrong, but I prefer shows like Criminal Minds, and 30 Rock to the fist pumping foolishness of Jersey Shore... Eric and I recently had a conversation about the decline of great TV shows. When we were kids there were awesome, family time shows on. The Cosby Show, A Different World, Family Ties...etc. They may have been corny by today's standards, but I'd rather watch Theo experience the peer pressure of drugs, but ultimately make the right decision after having a heart to heart with Mr. and Mrs. Huxtable, then watch fake and bake orange losers get hammered and talk about getting laid...I'm just saying...
Monday, September 6, 2010
Ok, this time im serious! Im really, REALLY, going to try to be faithful to writing here.... I have a lot going on, so hopefully that will inspire me. Obviously, Im pregnant...32 weeks, 8 to go. I love being pregnant, and know how lucky we are that everything has been going so smoothly, but I feel gigantic and find myself constantly day dreaming of getting my pre-prego body back. I cant wait to meet this little girl inside of me! She moves constantly it seems...she is going to be a rowdy one! Our little girl, Reilly Grace, is due October 31st...however I will be delivering her without Eric. He is deploying for a year, so Im kind of winging it here. He leaves Oct 10th, but will be back for 2 weeks at Christmas (yay!), so Im already looking forward to the holidays! Alot of women keep saying to me "oh, I couldnt do it, how will you manage without him" and offering their sympathy, and thats nice I guess, but it is what it is. It sucks that he wont be here, but its life...I will manange however I can, and I'll have lots of visitors. I will not be going back to work for the year Eric is gone, so that will be a huge weight off. And lots of bonding time for me and Reilly. So, for now, I'll try to enjoy the time I have left with Eric, and anxiously await the arrival of our daughter...what more is there anyway?