DSL!! That's right ladies, I have DSL.

And I'm not talking about any type of digital internet connection. I'm referring to my huge DICK SUCKING LIPS!!!!!! And much to my husbands chagrin, it's not because he's been receiving the pleasure. Nope, the extreme cold and wind that has struck the northeast has left me chapped and chaffed. Just walking into the building at work has given me "ice-cream" headaches the past 2 days. Brrrrr.

Not exactly a Norman Rockwell Moment.

Unfortaunately I get these ideas in my head and if the events don't go the way my head and heart have imagined them I have a hard time dealing. I have worked on this and am much better. Much better!!! I can let some things roll off my back now. However, the hunt for our Christmas tree was just not one of them. For the past few years we have hiked into the woods and chopped down our own tree. We were planning on bringing the sled to pull Jacob in. Well mother nature did not cooperate and we have no snow. No big deal. Well DH's job and mine are not lining up with a time slot to go chop down a tree. Again no big deal. (See how I'm letting things go?) Anyway, I still want my tree and I have no problem buying from a lot, however I do prefer smaller family owned businesses to purchase from. Well Tuesday we were suppose to go, but it didn't happen. On Wednesday, still no tree just a bickering DH and I. He had promised we would go get our tree and then was not feeling well. I let this go too!!! Never mind that he had the day off and spent it having fun with our son and his father. So I'll move on to Thursday. Jacob is now sick, but damnit I want my tree and it is just a cold so we decide to go. I bundle him up in his snowsuit to make sure he stays extra warm. Jacob then picks that moment to throw himself on the floor because I apparently was not quick enough with his boots. So DH comes in pissed saying this is friggin rediculous and he doesn't want to go if Jacob is going to behave like this the whole time. He goes and sits down to pout. Pissed me off because I was hoping he would lift Jacob off the floor and put him in my lap so I could put the boots on. Nope, I had to lift my now 34lb toddler (which is getting difficult).
Fast forward to the car, Jacob falls asleep within minutes. We are on the way to bank to get cash for the tree and DH starts flipping out that we shouldn't be getting a tree b/c now Jake's asleep and it's going to mess up the bedtime routine. I pout, he grumbles and the radio station is playing Meatloaf's Paradise by the Dashboard Lights (you know the part where they sing about waiting for the end of time to hurry up and arrive so they can end their time with you). I was thinking how appropriate.
Pouting episodes over, we arrive at our first tree destination, too pricey. Second place, again too pricey. Finally on our third stop we found a great tree for a good price and headed home.Everyone's spirits are lightened and we are smiling. Now at home I decide to make up for the lack of the Norman Rockwell moment by baking sugar cookies. Since I don't want this to go on forever I will just say that it ended with me in tears on the kitchen floor with Jacob in my lap hitting me up side the head with two sticks of butter.
(Just so you know it has been two days and my tree is up, not decorated but up and the sugar cookies have been baked and I guess Ethan and I will be perfectly happy to wait out the rest of time because we are happy to be spending it with each other).

4lbs for me and 1lb10oz for you.

Hmmm? I had my regular OB appointment today. I was shocked and a little dissappointed to see that I had gained 4lbs this month. I know I should chill out about the weight gain (I'm up 5lbs so far). You would think a fat girl like me could care less about another 1 or 2 pounds, hell if I really cared, wouldn't I be thin.
Anyway, I had an u/s and he was beautiful AND measuring right on target at 1lb 10oz!!!! This is very good especially since last night Ethan made the comment of "are you sure it's not twins? You're really big!!" (ASSHOLE, I actually chuckled. He says things with pure innocence). So "Daniel" waved at me and took a big gulp of amniotic fluid. He then showed me his penis again and turned and looked at me. He wouldn't hold still. The tech wondered if he is always this active, a big YES on that one.
Then my appointment continued on and I saw one of the NP's (not the one I'm really fond of). I told her about the contractions so she did an internal and I'm nice and closed. However, now she is having me come in every 2 weeks as opposed to the every 4. So that's it for this appoinment. Daniel's heartrate was 154bpm and he was incredibly active and has been hanging out on my bladder all day. I can't wait to meet him (in about 13 weeks)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Contractions?

So for the past few weeks I have been experiencing some contractions. I would like to blow them off as BH, but I'm not totally sure. Also of concern was that I am spilling protein and ketones into my urine (I test my own every once in a while b/c of the sugar). I mentioned the contractions at the docs today, but they're more concerned about my sugar levels and insulin. Plus they lost my chart and had nothing to compare to. I wonder where my results from my 24 hour urine test and blood draw went? I go to my regular OB next week so I hope they listen to me a little more. Other than the contractions and some fainting spells I feel really good. I actually made it back to the gym this week (haven't been since before Thanksgiving). I'm trying to take it easy, but I suddenly am in this HUGE nesting mode. I feel agitated and can't sit still (except when I'm on the puter). I guess the benefit would be that all of the curtains have been washed along with comforters. I repaired Jacob's rocking chair, made decorations for the nursery, bought a new bathroom sink (I'll let hubby do that one) and am in the process of getting ready to wax my hardwood floors. At this rate my house should be sparkling by January!!