25 weeks!

15 weeks to go...it's the final countdown (almost).

I can't really top yesterday's post - so I won't try.

I was reading the weekly "What to Expect When You're Expecting" segment for this week and it says that my baby can see! It then encourages parents to mess with their child by shining a flashlight into your uterus and your baby will kick. I can't figure out if I think that's an awesome idea or an awful one. I also can't figure out if I want Adin to see what's really surrounding him - maybe that will be the first thing I do to scar him for life.

I was talking with a woman at work a bit over a week ago and she was asking if he's kicking and rolling. At that point I didn't really know the difference...I do now! Adin has been rolling up a storm the last few days. He's given up on kicking completely and is just rolling around. My illogical anxious self is wondering if he'll wrap the umbilical cord around his neck. Then my logical calm self steps in and reminds me that with parents as smart as us we wouldn't have a child who does something that dumb. I'll have to re-read this sentence the first time Adin pees in my face or eats dog food.

I have been trying to figure out exactly when I can call myself "6 months along". I know some people start saying it around 24 weeks (because 24 divided by 4 = 6). However, a pregnancy is really 10 months (because 40 divided by 4 = 10)...so I kind of want to wait until I'm 12 weeks from my due date to say I'm 6 months. Is that weird?! And P.S. I wish I could send this to my high school math teacher who said, in front of the whole class, that I wouldn't get to college because I was so bad at math. Well, lady, not only did I make it through college (and fail my math entrance exam thanks to your bad teaching), but I went to graduate school and post-graduate school as well. So there! (huge tongue out!) For the record, her reasoning for my bad grades that she gave my parents was that I snacked too much in class.

24 Weeks, 6 Days

The joys of being pregnant. I waddle. I grunt when I lift off from a seated position. Best of all, I pass wind in meetings at work. Yep. Audible but not smelly (thank goodness). It took me just a moment to register what had happened and then I politely said "Excuse me. Pregnancy!" and the meeting continued on. I immediately confessed my transgression to Jesse when I got in the car to go home. He could do nothing but laugh and shake his head - and then blame the cabbage soup that I made this weekend that I've had for dinner and lunch the last two days.

I also single-handedly finished a blueberry pie since Saturday. I had a craving and so I fulfilled it. This evening I really wanted Olive Garden bread sticks (thanks, Kristin) but wasn't able to get any of those - so I had a great salad complete with avacado with a dressing that I made myself from a recipe passed on by a co-worker (thanks, Anna).

As of tomorrow, I will have only 15 weeks left. Yep. And, shortly after the New Year (January 3rd) I will be in the single digits for weeks left.

24 weeks 5 days

Thanksgiving came and went. It was a nice reprieve from work and nice to relax.

Jesse and I got the majority of our Christmas shopping done :) It's nice to have that responsibility off of our shoulders when it's not even December. Speaking of it not being December, what is with this weather?! It is SO warm out (65 degrees) and it's the end of November. This is either a good sign, or a bad sign and I'm placing my bets on bad. I remember last year having snow piles in parking lots in June. I bet that'll happen again. There's all this talk of global warming. Whether it's true or not my theory is that seasons are shifting. Instead of winter (snow) being November through early March I think it's more December through April or even May...but I'm not super smart nor up on science and global issues so don't take my opinion to the bank.

My newest pet peeve is people who pronounce Aaron and Erin differently and think that when I say my own name it is the Aaron version. Clearly I'm a female and the female version of the spelling is Erin. Grr. I encountered the second instance of this within two days this evening at CVS. I had to pick up an antibiotic and I gave my name to the clerk. Apparently when he looked on the computer for my prescription he search Aaron and had to come back to ask how it was spelled. When I spelled it he then corrected ME on the pronunciation.

In other news - I have cellulitis. Yep. Jesse and I keep coming up with other names to call it like Clap of the Calf and Syph Shin. I almost didn't go to the doctor and had myself convinced that the ever growing spot on my leg was nothing until I went to the nurse at my school today. She took one look and said I should call my doctor. Now I have to take antibiotics 4 times a day for a week. Joy.

In bigger news! Our crib was purchased by the in laws and put together this weekend :) it's a nice sight in the ever changing nursery.

24 Weeks!!!

I start the last day of each work week with a nice trip to a local coffee shop and I get a wheat bagel with egg and cheese and - if they have it - a large hot apple cider. Loving this day already! It began with music in the bathroom during my shower (Snoop Dogg and Gin Blossoms, yeah, we're eclectic). I also packed up the treats that I cooked up last night for my ladies and gave Jake a goodbye hug and kiss. Jesse promised a fire this afternoon and I'm hitting up a sale at Kohl's on the way home to get some more Christmas shopping done :) 

This morning as I was sitting at said coffee shop an older man sat behind me. I had headphones on - which to me is the international signal for "I'm not available". I then hear him say "So how many friends do you have on facebook?" I was one of one people sitting at the coffee shop so clearly I knew who he was talking to, so I politely replied "Too many!" He then asked if you can get rid of friends so I showed him how. Then he asked about getting out of pages he had "liked" so I explained to him how to do that. Then I put my headphones back on and continued my searching. 

I had exhausted facebook so I moved on to catching up on my blogs. I was reading The Vegetable Life by my cousin's wife. After a few minutes he chuckled and then said "A Vegetable Life! That's easy! Get ripe, get picked, get eaten!" Personally, I think he missed the point of the blog...

After work I stopped by said coffee shop again to pick up some gift cards for Jesse. The wait was ridiculous and I was "that person" who cut in line. There was a high school girl in line ahead of me who was dressed very inappropriately. She stepped out of line to go talk to her friends and one of the girls behind the counter was ready to take an order - so I gave them mine! Then she came back and the guy behind me made sure to mention, over and over again, how it's the right thing to let her order first because she had been there longer. I thought about popping the pregnancy stance and making him feel bad for trying to make a pregnant lady feel guilt for not wanting to stand and wait any longer. 

Next stop was Kohl's. Ok, it was really McDonald's for some nuggets and fries, but then it was Kohl's. I found a pair of maternity jeans with a clearance sticker for $17.86! I looked through the entire two racks of them and there wasn't another single pair of jeans on clearance - but the sticker was there. I figured maybe someone had grabbed it from the clearance rack that I was too lazy to go look for and had put them back on the regular price rack in exchange for a different pair.  I had a 15% off coupon and some Kohl's cash to add to my transaction. I picked up some Christmas gifts for the kids on our list and headed to the register. The jeans rang up for much more than $17.86, but of course I politely mentioned to the cashier what the sticker price was. So she corrected it...I ended up saving over $30 on them! And by the way, why are maternity jeans so darn expensive?! It's not like they come with buttons or zippers...

23 weeks 6 days

I am in a pie baking mood :)

It is tradition in the Smith/Miller/Devine family (whichever name you want to attach this to) to make an amazing, in my humble opinion, home made chocolate cream pie. I made the first batch on Friday with my friend Jessica. I left one with her family and took one home myself. Jesse and I devoured it within a few days...he had 2 pieces, I had 4. Sometimes I disgust myself. 

Then, I got inspired to make a little treat for some co-workers this holiday season. So I made some more pies this evening. 

Now, before you start thinking I'm AMAZING, check out this next picture. 

I added the pencil to put these to scale for you. 

They are mini pies!!! I discovered these a year or two ago. They are the perfect size for one person to thoroughly enjoy and I can turn 1 pie into 12 mini pies. I got saucy with my assistant principal this afternoon so I decided to smooth it over by bragging about and then promising a piece of my wonderful chocolate pie. At that point I was planning on making 1 big one and giving out slices. I quickly did some math (and by quickly I mean over the course of 2 days) and realized that 6-8 slices wouldn't cut it - hence the MINI ones!

I did, however, double the batch and make a large one for Jesse and I - which we will begin to enjoy this evening. I just have to keep myself from enjoying it for breakfast tomorrow morning. 

I also was inspired to do more than throw some ravioli's in some boiling water and I put together a salad! I added my new obsession, turkey bacon, on top to provide us with some protein. It made a beautiful plate! 

Tomorrow is a half day of work for us, which for me will begin with a morning at the local coffee shop with some ladies from work. I love spending the morning at the coffee shop because I get to see some of Jesse's coworkers and my own as I sit there with my cocoa and egg and cheese sandwich and play on my computer. Usually I work, tomorrow I will play :) 

I can't wait for turkey day!!! I actually enjoyed Christmas music in the store this evening!