Randy: "I saw your Facebook status about the baby."
Penny: "Oh the one about never being this scared and excited at the same time?"
Randy: "Yay, but what about when we were at the Rose Bowl for the National Championship game?"
Penny: "Umm, I think this is a little different love."
Randy: "But we were down 11 points and came back to win."
oh how i love my rands!
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Things I know...(part 6)
-I only have 4 weeks left!
-I'm not sure how the baby is going to have any room to keep growing. My organs are crying, "Mercy!"
-We have the most active child. The kicks and punches ALL.DAY.LONG wear me out. It's fun to feel the big lumps (bones) through my skin. My doctor is thrilled over all of this movement. An active baby is a healthy baby!
-Putting on my shoes is the equivalent of how I felt after running a mile pre-pregnancy.
(Running? Who am I kidding? Power walking a mile is probably a little more truthful.) But seriously, everything takes an enormous amount of energy.
-I am a walking hormonal heater. My cold nature self has taken a vacation to a sweltering hot and sunny beach. Needless to say I am loving the cooler weather and Randy's freezing feet. He is a walking ice cube. See how well we compliment each other:)
-I think it's a boy. My last "Things I know" post, I felt a strong girl sense. Today, I'm seeing lots of blue and dump trucks in our future. I even catch myself using the "he" pronoun.
-I no longer fit in a school desk.
-I already have been thinking about the baby's stocking. What if LL comes early? We won't have a monogrammed stocking yet! I know...calm it down Penny.
-It's hard to calm it down when I get to meet our child in four short weeks (or sooner). I can't wait to snuggle and kiss all over it's precious little face. I can't wait to find out if Little Lueders is going to be a spunky little boy cheering on the Longhorns and being best buds with his daddy, or if Little Lueders will be his daddy's princess snuggling on his chest. I picture her wanting to wear a tiara and a tutu. Gosh, I hope so. I want to wear a tiara too. But it's really not about me. In fact all of my thoughts are about the baby. I don't really care about any gifts this year. The gift I want the most is our blessing from God. It's the gift that I'm counting down the moments to meeting.
I CANNOT WAIT TO MEET YOU LITTLE LUEDERS!
I didn't think it was possible to love something you've never met.
But I am head over heels in love. And with every kick or punch, I fall a little harder.
-I'm not sure how the baby is going to have any room to keep growing. My organs are crying, "Mercy!"
-We have the most active child. The kicks and punches ALL.DAY.LONG wear me out. It's fun to feel the big lumps (bones) through my skin. My doctor is thrilled over all of this movement. An active baby is a healthy baby!
-Putting on my shoes is the equivalent of how I felt after running a mile pre-pregnancy.
(Running? Who am I kidding? Power walking a mile is probably a little more truthful.) But seriously, everything takes an enormous amount of energy.
-I am a walking hormonal heater. My cold nature self has taken a vacation to a sweltering hot and sunny beach. Needless to say I am loving the cooler weather and Randy's freezing feet. He is a walking ice cube. See how well we compliment each other:)
-I think it's a boy. My last "Things I know" post, I felt a strong girl sense. Today, I'm seeing lots of blue and dump trucks in our future. I even catch myself using the "he" pronoun.
-I no longer fit in a school desk.
-I already have been thinking about the baby's stocking. What if LL comes early? We won't have a monogrammed stocking yet! I know...calm it down Penny.
-It's hard to calm it down when I get to meet our child in four short weeks (or sooner). I can't wait to snuggle and kiss all over it's precious little face. I can't wait to find out if Little Lueders is going to be a spunky little boy cheering on the Longhorns and being best buds with his daddy, or if Little Lueders will be his daddy's princess snuggling on his chest. I picture her wanting to wear a tiara and a tutu. Gosh, I hope so. I want to wear a tiara too. But it's really not about me. In fact all of my thoughts are about the baby. I don't really care about any gifts this year. The gift I want the most is our blessing from God. It's the gift that I'm counting down the moments to meeting.
I CANNOT WAIT TO MEET YOU LITTLE LUEDERS!
I didn't think it was possible to love something you've never met.
But I am head over heels in love. And with every kick or punch, I fall a little harder.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Product Love
I am a sucker for new items at the grocery store. I sometimes buy things just because their new items waiting for a sucker like me to either fall in love or throw it out. Here are my newest newbie loves...
This is amazing! It's dessert in a mug. But do not use water; milk is so much better. I even was tempted to sprinkle a little salt in my mug, but I think I get enough salt in other things- just ask my wedding rings.
This is the perfect size to handle your craving. And you don't feel like you "have" to keep eating the 9 x 13 version because you don't want it to go bad. Five bites and it's over! Luckily, they give you two servings.
Randy even raved on this one. I hate the salsa aisle. I have spent a fortune trying all the different brands and versions. I usually end up dumping the entire bottle minus the two tablespoons I tried into Spanish rice or soup. And people are proud of their salsa recipes. Like 5 dollars a bottle proud.
But this salsa has me skipping down the hot sauce aisle. I love it. It sorta tastes like Pappasito's salsa.
This is amazing! It's dessert in a mug. But do not use water; milk is so much better. I even was tempted to sprinkle a little salt in my mug, but I think I get enough salt in other things- just ask my wedding rings.
This is the perfect size to handle your craving. And you don't feel like you "have" to keep eating the 9 x 13 version because you don't want it to go bad. Five bites and it's over! Luckily, they give you two servings.
Randy even raved on this one. I hate the salsa aisle. I have spent a fortune trying all the different brands and versions. I usually end up dumping the entire bottle minus the two tablespoons I tried into Spanish rice or soup. And people are proud of their salsa recipes. Like 5 dollars a bottle proud.
But this salsa has me skipping down the hot sauce aisle. I love it. It sorta tastes like Pappasito's salsa.
One Month
Today is November 27th!
My due date is December 27th!
I hate math, but even I like the, "How many more days until the baby?" equation!
My due date is December 27th!
I hate math, but even I like the, "How many more days until the baby?" equation!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Thankful
Last night I was searching for Bible verses that deal with being thankful. I love how God's word sums up all the emotions and gratitude for this holiday season.
I don't deserve all of His blessings. Randy and I have so much to be thankful for this year. The most important blessing is the child we are anxiously waiting to meet. I cannot, cannot, cannot wait to kiss his/her sweet little face.
"I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who has given me strength, that he considered me faithful, appointing me to his service."
1 Timothy 1: 12
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays, but it's one where we always miss my brother. He is cooking for everyone else's families instead of being with his. He has amazing cooking talents and is a chef at a fancy smancy country club. He's making 250 turkeys! This week he's been working 15-18 hour days. I talked to him twice this week, and he sounds so exhausted. I feel so sorry for him.
To give you a better idea of the magnitude of how many people they will be feeding, his staff cut up 100 lbs of onions and 100 lbs of celery on Monday in preparation.
Insane!
If you go out for lunch or dinner this Thanksgiving, please thank the people preparing/serving your food. They're missing their family's functions to ensure you have a great one.
I'll talk to my brother probably on Friday, in which he'll tell me all about how great his Mexican or Chinese food was he picked up to eat. He hates Thanksgiving!
I don't deserve all of His blessings. Randy and I have so much to be thankful for this year. The most important blessing is the child we are anxiously waiting to meet. I cannot, cannot, cannot wait to kiss his/her sweet little face.
"I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who has given me strength, that he considered me faithful, appointing me to his service."
1 Timothy 1: 12
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays, but it's one where we always miss my brother. He is cooking for everyone else's families instead of being with his. He has amazing cooking talents and is a chef at a fancy smancy country club. He's making 250 turkeys! This week he's been working 15-18 hour days. I talked to him twice this week, and he sounds so exhausted. I feel so sorry for him.
To give you a better idea of the magnitude of how many people they will be feeding, his staff cut up 100 lbs of onions and 100 lbs of celery on Monday in preparation.
Insane!
If you go out for lunch or dinner this Thanksgiving, please thank the people preparing/serving your food. They're missing their family's functions to ensure you have a great one.
I'll talk to my brother probably on Friday, in which he'll tell me all about how great his Mexican or Chinese food was he picked up to eat. He hates Thanksgiving!
Monday, November 21, 2011
Productive turned Lazy
Today I had lots of things planned- things I can't take care of due to the J.O.B.
Originally, I had a dentist and eye doctor appointment and an oil change scheduled.
Well I wake up and am excited for the opportunity to wait at least an hour at the dealership for my car. I'm not being sarcastic, because this would force me to write thank you notes.
I arrived, get all settled in with my slice of pumpkin break and nonfat, decaf caramel macchiato only to be told that my car uses synthetic oil. Which means that my oil doesn't need changing until every 10,000 miles. This is why Randy takes care of these things for me.
Why is my "Maintenance Required" light on glaring at me every time I turn on the ignition? Apparently, because all Toyota's have this light come on every 5,000 miles.
They reset my sensor and off I go. Thank you notes written= 0
Next, I get a phone call from my dental hygienist. My last dentist appointment was in the spring. I was 4.5 weeks pregnant then. In fact I found out the day before my appointment that I was pregnant. No x-rays for me!
Well, she called saying that they really can't just clean my teeth because it's been almost 1.5 year since I had x-rays. I would need x-rays.
Umm...
Hygienist: "So if you want to call your ob/gyn and have them fax over consent for the x-rays, we can go ahead and proceed with your appointment."
Umm...
Hygienist: "It's usually okay. We'll just put 2 double lead weighted aprons on you instead of one, and do six pictures."
Umm... she just said "usually."
pause, pause, pause
Hygienist: "Or we can reschedule until after the baby is born."
Umm... we WILL DEFINITELY do that one!
I can't even eat cold lunch meat!!!! I have to microwave it until it steams. Speaking of microwaves, I take at least 3 giants steps backwards every time I hit the start button. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to wear 2 or 20 lead weighted aprons to have x-rays done.
I'll just brush my teeth an extra 30 seconds each time until January.
So instead I went to Babies R Us, and used some of our baby money! I had an amazing coupon for our car seat. I scored big with almost 40 bucks off the original price.
And check this out...
I TOTALLY parked here. Don't worry I rolled my own eyes at myself. These spots are ridiculous. But... it was drizzling. I had to do it at least once. And I couldn't help snickering the whole way into the store.
The car seat needed to be bought pretty pronto. I'm focusing on what we MUST have, so the hospital will let us take our sweet bundle of joy home: name, pediatrician, and car seat.
Well, 2 out of 3 is not bad.
Progress...we're making it!
Originally, I had a dentist and eye doctor appointment and an oil change scheduled.
Well I wake up and am excited for the opportunity to wait at least an hour at the dealership for my car. I'm not being sarcastic, because this would force me to write thank you notes.
I arrived, get all settled in with my slice of pumpkin break and nonfat, decaf caramel macchiato only to be told that my car uses synthetic oil. Which means that my oil doesn't need changing until every 10,000 miles. This is why Randy takes care of these things for me.
Why is my "Maintenance Required" light on glaring at me every time I turn on the ignition? Apparently, because all Toyota's have this light come on every 5,000 miles.
They reset my sensor and off I go. Thank you notes written= 0
Next, I get a phone call from my dental hygienist. My last dentist appointment was in the spring. I was 4.5 weeks pregnant then. In fact I found out the day before my appointment that I was pregnant. No x-rays for me!
Well, she called saying that they really can't just clean my teeth because it's been almost 1.5 year since I had x-rays. I would need x-rays.
Umm...
Hygienist: "So if you want to call your ob/gyn and have them fax over consent for the x-rays, we can go ahead and proceed with your appointment."
Umm...
Hygienist: "It's usually okay. We'll just put 2 double lead weighted aprons on you instead of one, and do six pictures."
Umm... she just said "usually."
pause, pause, pause
Hygienist: "Or we can reschedule until after the baby is born."
Umm... we WILL DEFINITELY do that one!
I can't even eat cold lunch meat!!!! I have to microwave it until it steams. Speaking of microwaves, I take at least 3 giants steps backwards every time I hit the start button. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to wear 2 or 20 lead weighted aprons to have x-rays done.
I'll just brush my teeth an extra 30 seconds each time until January.
So instead I went to Babies R Us, and used some of our baby money! I had an amazing coupon for our car seat. I scored big with almost 40 bucks off the original price.
And check this out...
I TOTALLY parked here. Don't worry I rolled my own eyes at myself. These spots are ridiculous. But... it was drizzling. I had to do it at least once. And I couldn't help snickering the whole way into the store.
The car seat needed to be bought pretty pronto. I'm focusing on what we MUST have, so the hospital will let us take our sweet bundle of joy home: name, pediatrician, and car seat.
Well, 2 out of 3 is not bad.
Progress...we're making it!
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Worn Out
Whoo Wee! I'm feeling very pregnant. I wear out pretty early now. I have trouble walking long distances or up hills or inclines. Doing the laundry and making dinner is the extent of how much I can do on a typical afternoon. This is very abnormal for me. I can usually cook/clean/organize circles around people. Not anymore!
I think we might need a maid.
:)
I kid. But not really... One would be nice. My house is not nearly at the cleanliness standard I like to set.
And for the first time in my life, I'm okay with it. Granted it's not spotless, but it's completely liveable. I've been ignoring the dusty baseboards since August at this point, and nothing horrendous has happened.
In hopes this blog post doesn't have too much of a "womp, womp, womp" feeling, here is what gives me energy!
-Fear Factor is coming back on TV! Woot! Woot! I love Joe Rogan!
-Peppermint ice cream is back in the grocery stores. Why can't this be a year long thing?
-I love the smell of Dreft! This weekend I washed two loads of baby stuff. I was completely giddy folding and admiring all of LL's little things. (Although everything looks really small. Did I shrink everything and earn my first "bad mother" tallies or were the clothes that small to begin with? I can't remember. I've never had baby clothes to wash! Oh how I hope my baby doesn't come out weighing in the teens.)
- Seeing my family over the break.
-Having the entire week off to get things done. The nursery is starting to look like a nursery.
- The pedicure I'm treating myself to sometime this week.
- Going to bed! Nighty night!
I think we might need a maid.
:)
I kid. But not really... One would be nice. My house is not nearly at the cleanliness standard I like to set.
And for the first time in my life, I'm okay with it. Granted it's not spotless, but it's completely liveable. I've been ignoring the dusty baseboards since August at this point, and nothing horrendous has happened.
In hopes this blog post doesn't have too much of a "womp, womp, womp" feeling, here is what gives me energy!
-Fear Factor is coming back on TV! Woot! Woot! I love Joe Rogan!
-Peppermint ice cream is back in the grocery stores. Why can't this be a year long thing?
-I love the smell of Dreft! This weekend I washed two loads of baby stuff. I was completely giddy folding and admiring all of LL's little things. (Although everything looks really small. Did I shrink everything and earn my first "bad mother" tallies or were the clothes that small to begin with? I can't remember. I've never had baby clothes to wash! Oh how I hope my baby doesn't come out weighing in the teens.)
- Seeing my family over the break.
-Having the entire week off to get things done. The nursery is starting to look like a nursery.
- The pedicure I'm treating myself to sometime this week.
- Going to bed! Nighty night!
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Money Talk
We are officially becoming old.
We met with a financial advisor.
We are responsible people.
A couple of months ago, we created a budget. I don't even want to talk about it.
But I do have to give us some credit. We are doing well with it. When I say "we," I mean me. Randy could pinch a nickel. I needed a little more discipline and the budget helps keep me in check. I guess it's a good thing. I guess...
Well since we are about to be parents, we have some changes that need to be made in addition to adding a "daycare" column in the budget. We also need life insurance! We want to make sure Little Lueders has plenty of opportunities available to him/her if something were to happen to Randy or me.
We were referred to a very sweet man who was tasked with three goals. I laid out the goals because I'm super solution-focused. I wanted to get in there at 6:30 and leave by 8 pm.
1) Set up a life-insurance policy.
2) Discuss retirement plans and options for investments.
3) Discuss and set up a college fund for Little Lueders to attend the greatest university in the world (insert hook'em here!)
Well at 8:30, we still didn't have anything accomplished. It was the most boring 2 hours of my life.
Oh my goodness, I hate finances. I hate discussing budgets, pre-taxes, interest rates, etc. And this guy was plum nuts about discussing all these different options. He wanted to start from square one! Square one was "the value and importance of saving money."
We know. That's why we were there.
My head was spinning. My back was throbbing, and I couldn't get comfortable in my wooden chair of comfort. I even went to the restroom in mid-discussion just so I would have something more fun to do.
He was intense. He was drawing pictures of cash registers, bank bags, and step ladders. I wish we were playing "Win, lose, or draw" instead. I love that game.
But instead the pictures were to prove another boring money saving principal.
Then he moved on to analogies.
He started comparing saving money to "Jurasic Park."
How do dinosaurs relate to money? Maybe it has to do something with extinction? I never quite got the analogy. The only thing that peaked my interest was when he said that T-Rex could be named IRS-asaurus.
What in tarnation was he talking about?
Randy is going to meet with him on his own for the next steps.
I think this will be best. Just tell me where to sign. Although I will be sad if he has more prehistoric money creature stories.
We met with a financial advisor.
We are responsible people.
A couple of months ago, we created a budget. I don't even want to talk about it.
But I do have to give us some credit. We are doing well with it. When I say "we," I mean me. Randy could pinch a nickel. I needed a little more discipline and the budget helps keep me in check. I guess it's a good thing. I guess...
Well since we are about to be parents, we have some changes that need to be made in addition to adding a "daycare" column in the budget. We also need life insurance! We want to make sure Little Lueders has plenty of opportunities available to him/her if something were to happen to Randy or me.
We were referred to a very sweet man who was tasked with three goals. I laid out the goals because I'm super solution-focused. I wanted to get in there at 6:30 and leave by 8 pm.
1) Set up a life-insurance policy.
2) Discuss retirement plans and options for investments.
3) Discuss and set up a college fund for Little Lueders to attend the greatest university in the world (insert hook'em here!)
Well at 8:30, we still didn't have anything accomplished. It was the most boring 2 hours of my life.
Oh my goodness, I hate finances. I hate discussing budgets, pre-taxes, interest rates, etc. And this guy was plum nuts about discussing all these different options. He wanted to start from square one! Square one was "the value and importance of saving money."
We know. That's why we were there.
My head was spinning. My back was throbbing, and I couldn't get comfortable in my wooden chair of comfort. I even went to the restroom in mid-discussion just so I would have something more fun to do.
He was intense. He was drawing pictures of cash registers, bank bags, and step ladders. I wish we were playing "Win, lose, or draw" instead. I love that game.
But instead the pictures were to prove another boring money saving principal.
Then he moved on to analogies.
He started comparing saving money to "Jurasic Park."
How do dinosaurs relate to money? Maybe it has to do something with extinction? I never quite got the analogy. The only thing that peaked my interest was when he said that T-Rex could be named IRS-asaurus.
What in tarnation was he talking about?
Randy is going to meet with him on his own for the next steps.
I think this will be best. Just tell me where to sign. Although I will be sad if he has more prehistoric money creature stories.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Not to brag but...
I passed my National Counselor Exam!!!!
I can barely believe it!
I haven't even posted that I was going to be taking it, because to be honest, I didn't want to have to post the follow up "I failed" post.
This exam is one of the steps needed to become a LPC, license professional counselor.
Randy has been encouraging me to take this exam all summer long.
"You need to take the exam before the baby. You won't have time to study later."
Oh alright! I signed up for the test, and then realized I didn't have the energy or motivation to study as I rounded out my second and began my third trimester.
I basically "studied" for approximately 15-20 hours. I spent my other "studying" time looking at Pinterest, shopping Etsy, and daydreaming about the baby.
I tried to cancel the exam, but I couldn't get my 250 bucks back. So it was just going to be an opportunity to get some exposure to the test.
You can imagine my surprise when the proctor handed me my print out from the computer test with a smile.
"Congrats! You passed!"
Me: "No, I didn't!"
Proctor: "Yes, you did!"
Well hot dog! Look at me being all smart and stuff!
It feels so good to have this marked off my list.
And to be a slacker...My mom always told me that I over studied for tests. I think she might be right! Too bad, I'm at the end of my tests/quizzes career. Wait, that's not a "too bad" statement. That's an alleluia statement!
I can barely believe it!
I haven't even posted that I was going to be taking it, because to be honest, I didn't want to have to post the follow up "I failed" post.
This exam is one of the steps needed to become a LPC, license professional counselor.
Randy has been encouraging me to take this exam all summer long.
"You need to take the exam before the baby. You won't have time to study later."
Oh alright! I signed up for the test, and then realized I didn't have the energy or motivation to study as I rounded out my second and began my third trimester.
I basically "studied" for approximately 15-20 hours. I spent my other "studying" time looking at Pinterest, shopping Etsy, and daydreaming about the baby.
I tried to cancel the exam, but I couldn't get my 250 bucks back. So it was just going to be an opportunity to get some exposure to the test.
You can imagine my surprise when the proctor handed me my print out from the computer test with a smile.
"Congrats! You passed!"
Me: "No, I didn't!"
Proctor: "Yes, you did!"
Well hot dog! Look at me being all smart and stuff!
It feels so good to have this marked off my list.
And to be a slacker...My mom always told me that I over studied for tests. I think she might be right! Too bad, I'm at the end of my tests/quizzes career. Wait, that's not a "too bad" statement. That's an alleluia statement!
Girl Vibe
Well, I think I have some reasons that I have a strong girl vibe going on right now.
Everyone is saying I'm carrying a little girl.
My principal, who has never been wrong in guessing the gender of babies, even predicts a girl.
Me: "Randy, she's never been wrong! She thinks it's a girl!"
Randy: "Well there's a first time for everything."
hehehe
I'm so anxious and excited to find out if Little Lueders is going to be my sweet princess or my handsome hunk!
This is so much fun! I love not knowing the gender!
Everyone is saying I'm carrying a little girl.
My principal, who has never been wrong in guessing the gender of babies, even predicts a girl.
Me: "Randy, she's never been wrong! She thinks it's a girl!"
Randy: "Well there's a first time for everything."
hehehe
I'm so anxious and excited to find out if Little Lueders is going to be my sweet princess or my handsome hunk!
This is so much fun! I love not knowing the gender!
Things I know...(part 5)
-The baby is a strong little kicker. The other day I almost jumped out of my chair. And then I started giggling uncontrollably! If I'm not giggling, I'm wincing in pain. Sometimes it takes you a little off guard.
-Tylenol PM is like crack. I savor them. I look forward to taking them. I am in love.
I have been so good about the "no medicine" rule. Granted, I always take my thyroid medicine. That's a must. But for over the counter stuff, I'm pretty strict. Well when I hit 30-ish weeks, sleeping became impossible. I was so drained and fatigued, I could barely stay awake at work. So I asked my ob/gyn and he told me it was completely safe.
Of course I asked, "Define completely." After getting the clearing and some major guilt, I have allowed myself one pill on occasion. Stop judging me. I've taken a total of about 5 pills in the last six weeks. And it's the equivalent of waking up on Christmas morning for presents.
-I can't get out of the passenger side of my car when it's in the garage. I, umm, sorta don't fit anymore.
-I bump so many chairs and squeezing down aisles is downright difficult.
-I have not had a single stretch mark...yet. Someone please knock on some wood. I'm really keeping my fingers crossed on this one.
-I'm starting to get a strong girl vibe again. Next week, it might change, but for this week, I'm thinking pink.
-My wooden bangle that I tried to wear this morning didn't fit over my big puffy man hand.
-I have to accessorize to the max now, as I can't even stand to look at my maternity clothes. I'm pretty tired of wearing the same thing all the time.
-I answer the "How are you feeling question?" about 10 times a day.
-I can't see my feet or paint my toenails anymore.
-Randy's excitement is my favorite thing in life right now.
-Tylenol PM is like crack. I savor them. I look forward to taking them. I am in love.
I have been so good about the "no medicine" rule. Granted, I always take my thyroid medicine. That's a must. But for over the counter stuff, I'm pretty strict. Well when I hit 30-ish weeks, sleeping became impossible. I was so drained and fatigued, I could barely stay awake at work. So I asked my ob/gyn and he told me it was completely safe.
Of course I asked, "Define completely." After getting the clearing and some major guilt, I have allowed myself one pill on occasion. Stop judging me. I've taken a total of about 5 pills in the last six weeks. And it's the equivalent of waking up on Christmas morning for presents.
-I can't get out of the passenger side of my car when it's in the garage. I, umm, sorta don't fit anymore.
-I bump so many chairs and squeezing down aisles is downright difficult.
-I have not had a single stretch mark...yet. Someone please knock on some wood. I'm really keeping my fingers crossed on this one.
-I'm starting to get a strong girl vibe again. Next week, it might change, but for this week, I'm thinking pink.
-My wooden bangle that I tried to wear this morning didn't fit over my big puffy man hand.
-I have to accessorize to the max now, as I can't even stand to look at my maternity clothes. I'm pretty tired of wearing the same thing all the time.
-I answer the "How are you feeling question?" about 10 times a day.
-I can't see my feet or paint my toenails anymore.
-Randy's excitement is my favorite thing in life right now.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Seuss Shower!
Little Lueders is the luckiest little one ever. I have such amazing friends and family members who helped celebrate this sweet little life that's just growing away in my tummy.
My Dr. Seuss baby shower was incredible!
Seriously, Theodor Geisel would be so proud!
Check out how crafty the hostesses are!
Yah my baby shower had a candy bar!
the food table was my favorite...you'd expect the pregnant lady to say that though!
Gotta have green eggs! I'm telling you, they went all out!
Nana and Mimi!!!!
Whoa! Look at that glow:)
Kara, Jana, Lauren, Hannah, and Kari blew me away with this baby shower. I wish I could show more pictures, but this blogger photo uploader is ticking me off. These girls thought of everything. I had a jar of jelly beans layered to resemble the cat's hat. Kari made me Seuss thank you's to fill out. I had a baby advice book decorated with Seuss stickers.
In the words of my aunt, "Your friends have it together. They impressed me."
I couldn't agree more. I love you girls so much! Thanks for helping to spoil my little one. I'm so glad they have been apart of my journey. I don't know what I would do without each of you!
Blessed beyond belief!
Oh, and in case you're wondering, Randy got a big, no huge bag of Skittles. It might have been his favorite baby shower gift:)
My Dr. Seuss baby shower was incredible!
Seriously, Theodor Geisel would be so proud!
Check out how crafty the hostesses are!
Yah my baby shower had a candy bar!
the food table was my favorite...you'd expect the pregnant lady to say that though!
Gotta have green eggs! I'm telling you, they went all out!
Nana and Mimi!!!!
Whoa! Look at that glow:)
Kara, Jana, Lauren, Hannah, and Kari blew me away with this baby shower. I wish I could show more pictures, but this blogger photo uploader is ticking me off. These girls thought of everything. I had a jar of jelly beans layered to resemble the cat's hat. Kari made me Seuss thank you's to fill out. I had a baby advice book decorated with Seuss stickers.
In the words of my aunt, "Your friends have it together. They impressed me."
I couldn't agree more. I love you girls so much! Thanks for helping to spoil my little one. I'm so glad they have been apart of my journey. I don't know what I would do without each of you!
Blessed beyond belief!
Oh, and in case you're wondering, Randy got a big, no huge bag of Skittles. It might have been his favorite baby shower gift:)
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Still Need to...
-write shower thank you's
-post about my fabulous shower
-decorate the nursery
-pick out a name
Oh my list keeps growing...
What am I doing right now instead of all the above plus twenty other things that need to be done?
I'm watching "Swamp People."
Why?
Because this show makes me feel like Einstein!
If you've never watch it, tune into the History Channel. These people can make anyone feel like a genius.
And what other show with subtitles is this enjoyable?
But let's not discredit all of our accomplishments recently.
-We have a sweet lady who is going to be watching our little love bug! I'm so pleased with how this all turned out. I have a warm heart feeling. Praise God!
-We toured the hospital. The labor and delivery suites are posh. (My doctor used this term to describe it. I love him, so we'll use his phrase too.)
-We met our pediatrician. I love him too. In fact, at Wednesday's ob/gyn appointment, my doctor said, "Oh, who have yall decided on?" After supplying the CORRECT answer, he said, "That's who our pediatrician is. He's the best. We drive really far to see him." I picked the doctor our baby doctor picked. I just gave myself a high five. I'm 3 for 3 (daycare, ob/gyn, and pediatrician).
-Mopac is still the cutest dog on the block. Oh my goodness I love how she lays on my stomach and responds to all the kicks and wiggles. She even gave my stomach the head tilt. She's super confused, but oh so precious all at the same time.
-Randy has finished his PE test. I can't believe that nightmare is over with! Oh it's so nice to have my husband back. This past weekend was all about Randy. We went out for lunch on Saturday, ran errands, and cheered on the Longhorns at DKR. The sweet lady behind me was not only a Longhorn fan but obsessed with pregnant ladies. I told her I was due in December, and she responded with "You're so tiny!" She clearly knows a lot about pregnant people:)
Randy's college roommates were also in town, and we had such a great time hanging out and going to dinner. We ate after the game at one of my all time favorite college places. The Alamo Bowl at EZ's might be the best thing on earth. It's a scrumptious bowl of rice, black beans sauce, grilled chicken, pico de gallo, cheese, and a southwestern sauce. I know that sounds like a burrito bowl at Chipotle, but it's way above this. I can't even tell you how great it is!
I know you're concerned that I ate dinner too late. No worries, Randy and I shared nachos at the game.
Randy: "Do you really want nachos and dinner later?"
Penny: "Umm yah I do!"
Heck the lady behind me called me "tiny." At this point the nachos are non-negotiable. I was actually debating whether or not to add chilli.
-post about my fabulous shower
-decorate the nursery
-pick out a name
Oh my list keeps growing...
What am I doing right now instead of all the above plus twenty other things that need to be done?
I'm watching "Swamp People."
Why?
Because this show makes me feel like Einstein!
If you've never watch it, tune into the History Channel. These people can make anyone feel like a genius.
And what other show with subtitles is this enjoyable?
But let's not discredit all of our accomplishments recently.
-We have a sweet lady who is going to be watching our little love bug! I'm so pleased with how this all turned out. I have a warm heart feeling. Praise God!
-We toured the hospital. The labor and delivery suites are posh. (My doctor used this term to describe it. I love him, so we'll use his phrase too.)
-We met our pediatrician. I love him too. In fact, at Wednesday's ob/gyn appointment, my doctor said, "Oh, who have yall decided on?" After supplying the CORRECT answer, he said, "That's who our pediatrician is. He's the best. We drive really far to see him." I picked the doctor our baby doctor picked. I just gave myself a high five. I'm 3 for 3 (daycare, ob/gyn, and pediatrician).
-Mopac is still the cutest dog on the block. Oh my goodness I love how she lays on my stomach and responds to all the kicks and wiggles. She even gave my stomach the head tilt. She's super confused, but oh so precious all at the same time.
-Randy has finished his PE test. I can't believe that nightmare is over with! Oh it's so nice to have my husband back. This past weekend was all about Randy. We went out for lunch on Saturday, ran errands, and cheered on the Longhorns at DKR. The sweet lady behind me was not only a Longhorn fan but obsessed with pregnant ladies. I told her I was due in December, and she responded with "You're so tiny!" She clearly knows a lot about pregnant people:)
Randy's college roommates were also in town, and we had such a great time hanging out and going to dinner. We ate after the game at one of my all time favorite college places. The Alamo Bowl at EZ's might be the best thing on earth. It's a scrumptious bowl of rice, black beans sauce, grilled chicken, pico de gallo, cheese, and a southwestern sauce. I know that sounds like a burrito bowl at Chipotle, but it's way above this. I can't even tell you how great it is!
I know you're concerned that I ate dinner too late. No worries, Randy and I shared nachos at the game.
Randy: "Do you really want nachos and dinner later?"
Penny: "Umm yah I do!"
Heck the lady behind me called me "tiny." At this point the nachos are non-negotiable. I was actually debating whether or not to add chilli.
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