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!
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