unemployment

its a rather nice lifestyle

and i think i could get used to this

whole "not working" thing.

 

but i know my days like this are numbered.

i'll spend most of my summer tired as hell

with a kiddo attached to my boob,

so for now...

 

i spent my morning in bed watching tv

 

got the carseat inspected by the highway patrol

(and ps- we were part of the 80% that did NOT pass inspection,

so while i trust ronnie to know how to do everything,

i definitely suggest everyone going in for a double safety check.)

 

i went to hobby lobby for supplies.

 

i met up with shannon, dana and their kids

for a play date/lunch date.

 

i came home and sunbathed on the deck

while guzzling water and reading real simple.

 

 

i did a little craft project for the hospital.

(this is just a sneak peak - i'll show more once i actually have her)

 

 

i took the dogs for two walks.

 

and i spent my evening with ronaldo.

 

 

the one thing i didn't do?

make dinner.

dammit.

i was so close to getting the housewife routine right.

i talked to my mom and she made a pie this morning.

she's obviously mastered the art of staying home.

one day i hope to be as "leave it to beaver" as she is.

picture project

i loved this idea off pinterest.

i first posted about it here.

i took my first picture in october when 

i was around 6 weeks pregnant.

i kept meaning to take the second one

and i finally did this week.

40 weeks pregnant and due monday.

i will be able to finish this little photo collage

once peanut gets here.

...

any minute

ugly duckling

i'm sure every parent wonders what their kid will look like.

ronnie and i have discussed the possibilities.
there are definitely things we don't want to pass on.
just say no to my square face or ronnie's flat feet.

and when you looks at these,

i think, no way, our kid will not be heinous.

i was freaking precious.

 

but then, there's this:

(chris farley's fat baby, anyone?)

ah shit.
i know you're thinking it too.

working for a living

i am excited to announce that this is my last week at work.

i put in my resignation about a month ago and thursday is my last day.

it was supposed to be next week, but with my schedule

it made more sense to call it early.

ronnie and i have been talking about having a baby for years.

i was never ready,

but i did know that when the time was right,

i wanted to be able to stay at home with my little one for

longer than any job would be willing to give me.

so with that in mind, ronnie and i have been

saving money for a couple years.

it's our "stay at home mommy" fund.

the great thing about our timing is that

since ronnie just became a journeyman,

he also got a raise.

we've budgeted out our money with his new income

and we can actually make it without touching our savings.

but its a nice feeling to know that we have it,

in case we need it.

 

i know not everyone has this option

so i feel very lucky to get to spend the first several months

(at least six)

of our daughter's life right along side her.

 

i have a friend that loves her kids more than life,

but she knows that she could never be a stay at home mom.

she needs her job and her time away.

i'm interested to see how i feel about my time.

and who knows, i might want to add a career back in my life

sooner that i thought.

but for now,

i'm planning on enjoying my time with my little girl into 2014

and i cannot wait.

persuasion

this weekend was operation:
getting baby out.

i'm trying to convince brette that the outside world

is just as comfortable as her inside world.

unfortunately, its sunday night and i'm still pregnant.

everyone has had suggestions for what will work,

and i feel like i've tried most everything.

 

the number one suggestion is walking.

we walk most nights anyway to take our dogs out,

but we did go out to a trail for extra miles.

 

the second is sex.

without going into detail,

lets just say we can check this off the list too.

 

my friend mowed her yard and went into labor.

so i've mowed my yard twice.

ronnie feels like a real dick letting me mow,

but i got approval from my doctor and dad.

at this point, nothing will really hurt the baby.

what's the worst that can happen? 

i'll either be really uncomfortable or go into labor.

 

and last, i made ronnie take me for a harley ride.

he said my tummy is great lumbar support, but

i couldn't go for very long because my hips have been bothering me.

it didn't work either.

 

i know i'm leaving off spicy food and caster oil.

i really don't know if i can stomach either.

but if you have any other suggestions of what worked for you,

let me know.

the graduate

 

 

after five years

and lots of evenings away

i am losing my one night a week to myself.

just in time for brette to get here

so ronnie doesn't get a free night either.

 

he is officially a graduate of the electrician apprentice program.

five years ago we weren't married

or expecting.

we didn't have puppies

or a house.

i still drove the sunfire

and ronnie had a lot less gray hair.

a lot has changed.

 

and i'm really proud of him finishing the program,

with all A's - no less.

plus, he took it a step further and got his master's license.

 

congrats, darling

 

(first day of school this year)

(last day of school this year)

 

same outfit and acting like a goof.

geez.

 

 

 

bumpdate

i got some new clothes from shannon and mauri

so i made sure to take advantage of my new wardrobe.

 

plus you get to see the last three weeks of my belly growth.

hopefully, only a little bit longer to go.

 

 

36 weeks

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