Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Ho-ho-ho...wait...wrong holiday...

My appointment with the doctor this morning went great. I got the results back from all the tests they did last month (blood type: still A+, rubella vaccine: still in effect from childhood (thanks mom!), Hepatitis B: negative, HIV: negative, pap test: normal, infections anywhere down there: none, so in short, I'm healthy, yay!). New results from today: to quote the nurse my blood pressure is "very nice, very, very nice", and to quote the doctor, "That's a nice healthy baby heartbeat we're hearing there." So, baby and I are both healthy. And I get to schedule my ultrasound for next month so we can hopefully find out what gender the little funny thing is, and I will probably start to feel it move around then too, and all my appointments are all made all the way to the day past my due date. Hopefully I won't need to have that last one. Oh, and I got permission to paint with acrylics, as long as the room is well-ventilated, so maybe I will start painting again soon.

I made delicious apple cinnamon oatmeal muffins today. They were darn tasty, and relatively healthy (they could undoubtedly be healthier, say, if I substituted whole wheat for the white flour, and if I substituted apple sauce for the oil, and if I cut down on the sugar (but I couldn't do that, because sugar is darn tasty), etc). Healthier than cupcakes at least. :)

Also, it's Free Taco afternoon this afternoon between 2 and 5pm (base was stolen during the World Series), so maybe I will go get one in a few hours.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Alone and crazy, but doing okay

It is now week 14 and the morning sickness has not gone away yet. True, it's not very bad, but I am tired of feeling icky. And I am tired of being tired. Which I am pretty much all the time. However, I have had a bit more energy lately, and so have done miniscule amounts of cleaning and some cooking and present-making and things. And I've done lots of walking around on various and sundry shopping trips with various and sundry people, which I figure has been good exercise (though I need better shoes so my feet don't kill me after a couple hours of walking).

Veng has been at job training for his new part-time evening job at the Apple store all day yesterday and all day today. It is lonely at home without him here, but I think I am going to have to get used to it for awhile.

I finally have a few clothes that fit me. My tummy is getting noticeably bigger but I'm not gaining any weight really, which I figure must mean that the rest of me is getting smaller which I'm not going to complain about (though my bum hurts more often lately from sitting with not as much padding, I wouldn't mind getting some of that padding back). I still need something I can wear on Sundays as I've currently got, oh, two skirts that I can wear, and they're both funny colors and I only have one shirt each that matches them that fits at all (and those won't fit for long). I also need some wide-shouldered tank top things, as I've discovered a lot of pregnancy shirts have wide (and low!) necklines that don't cover up as much of me as they need to. So, those are the clothes that I am in search of currently. All of the stores I've been to so far have crappy maternity selections of skirts and undershirts. I suppose I could get a dress, but most of the dresses I've seen are too short.

I have been struggling with bouts of hormone-induced craziness lately of various sorts. Crying for absolutely no reason, being mad at Veng for absolutely no reason, having nightmares about people dying and throwing up and crying on the plane on the way to their funeral, or nightmares about my mom cooking the food I bought yesterday so I can't make the recipe I was planning on (that one was weird). I get paranoid much easier now that somebody's trying to break into our house, or that horrible things have happened to Veng when he gets home a few minutes late. And yet, despite all these bizarre hormone things, I'm overall much happier lately still. The hormonal bouts usually don't last more than an hour a day max, and most of the rest of the time I feel quite cheerful.

I've been trying hard since General Conference to start being a homemaker while I'm at home, instead of just sitting around on my bum being lazy. I've gotten lots of great advice from lots of wonderful women so far (endless thank-you's to MMW). If any of the rest of you who're parents have any advice though, I'd love to hear it. Getting advice from people who've been there already makes it all seem much more manageable, and is very reassuring that yeah, I can do all this cleaning and cooking and caring for my family. I have made progress so far on making sure Veng has lunches he can take with him, and on doing the dishes occasionally and the laundry occasionally, and on swishing my toilets more frequently even if only with the toilet brush to get some of the nasties out. I'm working on compiling a list of baby things we can start looking for to buy on the cheap (hopefully we can find some good garage sales) once I'm a bit further along.

Now for something non-pregnancy-related!

I carved a pumpkin for us on Friday night for FHE. I carved a vampire lemon into it, and tried the thing where you leave some of the pumpkin flesh there but thin it out so light shines through. It was quite hard to do, but the results turned out cool. Except one of the wings got a split in it, which widened after I put it outside into a gaping hole. Oh well. I still like my vampire lemon pumpkin.

Our ward had a Trunk-or-Treat last night that was fun. I had some yummy chicken chili and sweet cornbread and homemade rootbeer, and I discovered that 2 bags of DumDums is not enough for all the kids in our ward who showed up (which was a significantly higher number than the number of kids who show up to church on Sundays, thus why I underestimated). I ended up being about 10 DumDums short, which was a little sad. I am glad though that I'm not handing out candy to Trick-or-Treaters on Wednesday, because it would indubitably be quite expensive (we're not going to be home anyway most likely, but rather watching movies at a friends').

Today is the Primary Program. It will be interesting to see how it goes from the perspective of one of the teachers sitting on the stand rather than a not-teacher sitting in the audience. I was sick last Sunday and missed the rehearsal, so I'm hoping the boys in our class will behave themselves okay today. Also, I suppose I should prepare a lesson since I don't know what's going on after the program in terms of if the kids will be going to their classes like normal or not.

I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving. I want to learn how to make some pies before then. We won't be coming to Utah after all (unless something significant changes in the next month), but we might go to California. It depends on Mike's work schedule at the new job. I need to get a mini-cookbook of pie recipes from my mom, since she makes the best pies ever.

I hope you all have a Happy Halloween on Wednesday!

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Not much to say

Been sick again. I have been trying to do at least a little bit of stuff anyway, though. Yesterday my sister-in-law got baptized, which was exciting, so we went to that, then to a luncheon, and then, my friends, then I got to go to the Arizona State Fair. It was a lot more fun than I remember the Utah State Fair being. They had the cutest giraffe in the petting zoo. And soooo many food boths. And lots of rides, and stores, and Fun-Houses. We only stayed for a couple hours before I was too tired and needed to go home, but it was a lot of fun (and I got to try a funnel cake, which was tasty). And then, last night, we went and saw the movie Stardust, which I enjoyed (though I do wish they had made the three long-haired blondes look a little more different from each other).

Friday was not as exciting. I spent all day at home by myself. I did crochet two hats though, including my first ever beanie, which I think turned out great. Unlike knit beanies, my beanie is full of little holes and so is not a lot of good at keeping a head very warm. It is very stylin' and cute though and good for covering up hair on those days when you just don't want to have to show your hair to the world. I am hoping to make more of them soon.

I have been craving the delicious pies my mom makes. I'm thinking maybe we'll go up to Utah for Thanksgiving so I can have some (also, we can see snow maybe since there isn't any here). There's nothing quite as delicious as fresh fruit pies. Seriously, canned pie filling just can't compare. Strawberry pie, blueberry pie, cherry pie, peach pie, apple pie, oh man, so delicious. I want them all. Also, I want some fruit juice. And some fresh fruit. Fruit is delicious.

The only other vaguely interesting thing that has happened to me lately is that my desk is slowly breaking and has been injuring me. Well, really, it's just the sliding keyboard shelf. It's got metal on the edges where it rolls in and out of the desk. It first became problematic about a month ago when it started leaving lines of black grease on my knees. Then this week, it scratched both my knees. And today, while I was trying to move my feet up onto my chair (which is a little harder lately as my tummy is starting to get a bit bigger), it stabbed my foot (the metal is really quite sharp) and I had to have Mike go get me a bandaid. I'm starting to want a new desk. One that won't injure me.

I'm making good (though slow) progress on finishing up people's very late birthday presents. Should be sending a couple of them out soon.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Time for a new, non-disgusting update

Life seems to be going fine. Mike may accept a second job, part-time, evenings and weekends (to fit in around substituting) which may turn into a full-time, better-paying than substituting job after awhile. The pros, besides the possibility of better-job moving-up, are of course, having a bit more money and being able to afford life, and I think Mike would enjoy working there. The cons, of course, would be that he will be gone all the time, and I will miss him, and I will have to do a lot more during the day since he will not be able to take care of the house or the food-making for me anymore (which I ought to be doing anyway, at this point, since I think I have recovered mostly again from the blehs).

On Friday, we went to a birthday party for some friends at a specific friend's house. This guy has two, very large, long-haired cats, and the cats have free-reign of the house and are allowed anywhere they want. I am rather allergic to cats. Long-haired free-roaming ones are significantly worse than, say, short-haired cats that aren't allowed on the couch. Plus, I still had the vague remnants of my cold-ish thing. Long story short, by the time we went home, I was horribly stuffed up, my eyes were burning, I was coughing and sneezing regularly, and I had mostly lost my voice. After being in our cat-free car, and driving for a few minutes, I was relieved of much of the congestion and the eye-burning, but the after effects of spending several hours in close quarters with the cats lasted pretty much all day Saturday and I was completely tired and wiped out.

On Saturday, we went with Mike's brother and his wife to see Brian Regan. He was very funny, and I quickly discovered that laughing that much made my stomach really hurt a lot, and since I'm a little paranoid about stomach pains right now, I had to make the decision to stop laughing about halfway through the show and try to just smile instead. It was nice, since it kept my stomach from hurting so much, but the less-hurting also allowed me to realize that the theater seats are not very comfortable for pregnant women. At any rate, the show was highly entertaining, and I enjoyed going.

Yesterday, after an exhausting two hours of Primary Program Practice, we went over for dinner at Mike's parents, as we usually do on Sundays, which was very nice, and then we did some stuff, and then we came back home at about eight. Mike wanted to play a video game, so we got out Twilight Princess and I watched him play (as I have been doing the entire game). Also, I am in charge of the laptop and the walkthroughs on the internet and providing assistance as to where to go/what to do when needed. So he played, and eventually it was about midnight, and all he had left was fighting the main boss guy, really. And finishing collecting heart pieces. (With only two heart containers left, how can you not go find the ones you're missing?) At about two A.M. we'd finally figured out where all the heart pieces we'd missed were, and gotten them. I told Mike we should probably go to bed, but there was only the one big end boss (and the minions to fight through to get to him) left, and that if he wanted to stay up to get to him and fight him, we'd probably end up going to sleep at 4 A.M. When being so close to the end of such a very long game, it's exceedingly difficult to not just go ahead and finish it, and neither of us had any commitments for today, so he went ahead and beat the game. It was good, but we were hoping for a little more relationship resolution in the ending.

At about 4:15, the game over, the credits finished, we went to sleep. I was figuring I'd probably wake up at, oh, eleven or twelve. So we slept, and then the doorbell rang and woke me up. I nudged Mike a couple of times to wake him up enough to tell him that the doorbell rang. I don't think he was really very awake though, since after telling me he didn't know who or what or why he buried his face in his pillow and started snoring a bit. So I looked at my watch. 8:30. Who in their right minds rings anybody's doorbell at eight thirty in the morning without advance notice? I figured it was probably something important, like a neighbor telling us our car had been stolen, or our house was on fire, or something, so I threw on some clothes and went downstairs to see if the bell-ringer was still there. He was over at the neighbors, and saw me come out, so came over when he was done and talked to me as well. Apparently, this nice member of the home-owners association of our complex wanted to let us know that they're supposed to be sealing our little driveway to our parking area today, and that the sealers were supposed to be there an hour ago but hadn't come yet, and that if we wanted to use our cars today or tomorrow, we needed to move them to the parking spots on the little street that winds through the complex. They'd apparently put up signs about it on the mailbox, but he figured a lot of people don't read the signs on there (and we happen to check our mail rather infrequently), so he wanted to let everybody know. Which was very nice of him. I think I was still half asleep, and as such, didn't really think things through and just go move our cars by myself. Instead, I went and woke Mike up and made him move one of them while I moved the other, after which I told him we should go back to bed. I went back to bed, and he decided he was probably too awake to fall asleep so he went downstairs to do computer stuff. Three hours later, I finally achieved full consciousness, and went downstairs where I found Mike asleep on the couch.

That about sums up life right now. Oh, and we made delicious homemade (entirely from scratch, many thanks to Mike for doing the roll dough) pull-apart rolls. Two pans of them. And they are delicious, and almost gone (I suspect they might, maybe last a grand total of approximately 24 hours from the time they came out of the oven yesterday). I decided that I need to double the recipe for the topping, because they would be even better with twice as much ooey-gooey sugary orangey deliciousness on them. Plus they might not stick to the pan quite so bad if I put some more butter in the topping.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Sick

I ended up driving over to the LAN on Saturday for a couple hours after Conference was over. It was pretty fun. Conference on both Saturday and Sunday was really good, I quite enjoyed it. It motivated me to do the dishes and clean the table, counters, and stovetop in my kitchen on Monday. And then yesterday came, when I had been planning on cleaning the kitchen floor, and doing some laundry, but woke up to discover I had a cold. Somebody or other at the LAN was sick, as I'm the fourth person who was there to come down with the symptoms (sore throat, headache, normal cold stuff). The cold wiped out all my energy for doing anything, so I sat around all day and worked on crafts a tiny bit, and tried to take naps (unsuccessfully) and made myself eat breakfast and lunch. Then, right before Mike was going to come home with our dinner, I started coughing. And the coughing triggered some barfing. And since I hadn't eaten anything since my small bowl of oatmeal I'd had for lunch, I got to see for the first time in my life what yellow bile looks like. It was actually quite a pretty color. I never knew my body had something so vividly bright happy yellow inside of it. Being really sick almost always makes me cry (as does getting hurt, even if its not really that bad, I am a wuss), so Mike got to come home right on cue to find me crouching on the floor in front of the toilet, coughing and sobbing and generally a bit incoherent. After I regained some of my composure, he took me to the kitchen where he'd brought home a lovely roasted chicken and real mashed potatoes from the deli at the store, which made for an utterly delicious dinner and made me feel a bit better emotionally (chicken and mashed potatoes are quite the comforting foods, you know).

My goal for today is to not cough or throw up. Crying is okay as long as its hormonal pregnant crying (which occurs whenever I see anything cute or touching or sad lately). And now, it's time to watch and see if the two spiders that are in the same web outside my window are going to battle it out to the death or not (which is in no way sad, as I don't like spiders at all, and I found one crawling across my shirt a few days ago, *while* I was wearing it).

Saturday, October 06, 2007

Either my souffle was poisonous, or my morning sickness decided it wasn't done yet after all. Yucky throw-up stuff last night, still feeling sick today, so I am staying home while Veng is at a LAN. It's kind of lonely being here all by myself on a Saturday.

Friday, October 05, 2007

After some thought...

I have decided it's time for a new blog post.

Veng has decided to change his life plans. We don't know what to yet, but we know we're not going the way we thought we were going to go as of, say, a month ago.

The future is up in the air. The one thing that is for certain is that a small person is on its way into our family, if all goes well.

I tried out a new cheese souffle recipe to use up some cream cheese that we had leftover. It is actually too cheesy for Veng, which is a first. I won't be making it again (though I thought it was good). He said it tasted like Cheese Whiz.

I pulled out the one Halloween decoration I own from my prior-to-being-married life. It's a pumpkin. Made out of fabric. And a stick. And some beans. And some stuffing. One of those "keep the young people occupied for half an hour" sorts of crafts. I like it.

Monday, October 01, 2007

Alien Invasion!

Yes, it's time for my big announcement. Yes, I'm sure you probably have already guessed what it is. I'm quite excited to announce it anyways though:

I'm pregnant!

Yay!

I've been waiting and waiting and waiting to tell anybody until today, since today was my first obgyn appointment, and I wanted to go to that and make sure everything was okay before announcing it. And the results are that everything is great, the baby is growing fine, moving around, and it's little heart is beating away. My due date is April 28th. I'm almost over my morning sickness, and ate some cheese again for the first time today (dairy products were making me sick earlier, which of course made me crave them like nothing else). Cheese is delicious. We won't be able to tell the gender for another couple of months, and we're not going to even bother thinking about names until then. I really like my doctor, the hospital that she delivers at is brand-new and really nice, and Mike and I are both really excited about it.

And now it's picture time! We got three pictures from the ultrasound of our funny little alien baby.

Picture 1: Baby is laying on its back, we're seeing its side. The head is on the right, and its fat belly is on the left.



Picture 2: Baby has flipped around, so now we're looking at it face-to-face, so to speak. Above its face you can see some little light gray lines. Those are its fingers (its got its arm up next to its head).



Picture 3: Probably the best picture of the face. It looks very alien-ish, which I find entertaining. The two black hollows are where its eyes will be. You can vaguely see its mouth to the left of the eyes. Then its got its fat round belly, with two little arms sticking out. It has legs, you just can't see them.