Sunday, December 23, 2007

I'm entering a contest

For which I have to link back to two sites from my blog. So all of you get a post about it. Yay, eh? I entered a lot of contests a couple months ago, and won two of them, and only got one of my prizes, as my emails with my address in them to the hoster of the other one apparently never got to her (which was a bummer). I have been diligently using my other prize (a skein of Noro Kureyon yarn) to make myself a hat.


So, there's this contest going on over here at 5 Minutes For Mom for a year's worth of popcorn and Netflix, and by golly if I am not constantly talking about how I want to watch this movie or that movie, yet I still have no Netflix account or Blockbuster account or any other way of acquiring these movies that I want to watch (not even a library card). And I have been saying since before we got married that we should get a Netflix account but for various and sundry reasons (mainly the fact that it costs money), we haven't signed up for one. So, long story short, with more pregnancy and new baby on their way next year, and my HUGE list of movies I need to watch all nicely saved on my computer, this would be a fabulous contest to win. Plus, I like popcorn, and Orville Redenbacher's popcorn is pretty tasty.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

I forgot

Also, I forgot, I have been very forgetful lately. I've left my purse at other people's houses twice in the last week (one of them was 45 min. away so that was a pain).

Many congratulations to my darling little sister, who just found out she got in to BYU! Congrats, sweetpea, we're happy for you!

Also, I have birthday presents for my younger siblings that are many weeks late now. You two have to come visit me so you can get them.

stuff, stuff, and stuff

It's been a little bit since my last post, I suppose. I have been worrying and then not worrying about all sorts of silly baby-related things (a message from the doctor that I couldn't access for an entire evening about the results of the Quad test, for instance (all normal, btw), or not feeling baby move at all for the majority of an evening after slipping down the last six steps to our basement (I landed on my kidney and forearm, luckily, and baby still moves about a bit, so I suppose he's alright), or the fact that the little guy in there has not once kicked me as much again as he did that first night, etc, etc.)

I have also been busy trying to get ready for Christmas. I bought DH (who is using the nick Dusey now, rather than Vengance, so if you see a reference to Dusey in my blog, it's my hubby) a couple little presents, and wrapped them, and got him a stocking (I'm afraid I will never find a stocking kit as cute as the ones you made for us, mom, and I don't feel up to making up my own stocking pattern this year). And I got a bunch of stuff to put in our stockings. And I got a grapefruit, because Christmas morning isn't Christmas morning without a grapefruit for breakfast (with a maraschino cherry in the middle of the half, and a liberal coating of sugar on top of the fruit). And I practiced making orange rolls so I can make them for Christmas. And I got some presents for some other family members that I haven't mailed off yet so they will undoubtedly get them late. And I learned how to make Danish almond circle cookies (Spritzs? S's and O's? No idea what to call them. I learned my cookie press won't make them very well, also). And Almond Cake which is delicious. And I hung more ornaments on the tree. And I made two tiny little crocheted things for a white elephant Christmas party we went to with our friends here (a tiny white elephant, appropriately enough, and a Boo (from the Mario games), and they were both adorable, and Dusey ended up getting the Boo so we get to keep him, yay).

And I have been attempting to keep my husband fed and happy, and I started knitting myself a hat because I got tired of crocheting and I had one skein of beautiful wool yarn and wanted to use it for something for me, darn it, and I have been failing at keeping up with the dishes, and we have both been putting up with toilets with issues and a dishwasher that doesn't work, and etc, etc, etc.

We've been looking at lots of baby stuff lately. I am very much liking green things and jungley things for him. I think I would go with the same theme for a girl at this point in time. Giraffes are just too cute to not adore. And green is still my favorite color. Dusey came up with a great idea for a bassinet attachment for a crib (they have cribs that turn into twin beds, why can't they have cribs that can be used as bassinets too?). We'll be borrowing Dusey's brother's bassinet, I think. Still looking round and about at cribs. We looked at a lot of strollers too, and I am in love with the Chicco travel system stroller at Babies'R'Us. It is, of course, the most expensive of the travel system strollers there. But it is easy to use. It has so many deliciously nice features. It looks nice, it handles nicely, the infant car seat is super-easy to get in and out, and it folds up (and locks itself!) very nicely too. And the base for the car seat for in the car is super-nice and easy to use, too. I'm still not sure how much I'll be using a stroller, but I think it is the one big thing we will register for for the inevitable baby shower (registering for baby shower gifts seems weird to me, but my MIL insists it ought to be done).

I just heard through our sliding glass door some of the neighbor's teenagers having fun outside. The only words I was able to understand? "I'm a level seven warrior." Awesome.

Something about baby or uncomfortable belly or twinging hip or it being impossible to roll over in bed now without waking myself up in the attempt has made me wake up repeatedly throughout the night the last several nights. I guess it is early preparation for when the actual kiddo is here and keeps me from sleeping at all.

Christmas is soon! I'm so excited!

Even more exciting: my family might be coming to visit us between Christmas and New Year's! Yay! I miss them. I hope they are able to get out of any obligations they might have so they can come down.

I think the chiclet has hiccups. Or doesn't like me laying on my back partially propped up by pillows typing on the laptop. Time for me to go eat a cookie.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Saving for a power up

Yesterday morning, shortly after waking up, I decided to be worried for the day about not having felt baby moving yet (I'm still not sure about calling him Fade online or not, so I'm not going to use it yet). I kept sticking my hand on my belly throughout the day in case he was moving and I just wasn't able to tell from my belly itself. No luck.

Other than my decision to be worried about that, it was a good day overall. I didn't feel very good when I woke up, but the day exceeded my expectations for it. We had Stake Conference, with Elder Uchtdorf (I don't know if I'm spelling that right), due to a change in the Stake Presidency. The talks yesterday were pretty standard, but I really enjoyed the ones in the Adult Session Friday night (first Adult Session of Stake Conference I've ever gone to). Then my DH made me some lunch, and we did the dishes, and I took a nice long nap. We had dinner with DH's parents, which was tasty as usual, then went to their Stake's annual Messiah sing-a-long with them, which was fun, even though I got quite lost during several parts. We stayed over at their house for several hours after that, and got home quite late, and went to bed.

I suspect that a very large percentage of married couples spend some time talking to each other once they're in bed and before they actually go to sleep. I like to talk to DH then, as there is nothing else to distract him. Though sometimes me talking puts him to sleep pretty fast. :) Last night, however, we were having a lovely conversation, and he was talking a lot, and all of the sudden I felt a bump in my tummy. And then another one. And I made a funny noise, and put my hands on my belly, and interrupted DH to tell him I thought I felt the baby move. And sure enough, a little bit later, I felt it both in my belly and in my hands on my belly. After I decided the movements were still going pretty regularly, DH put his hand on my belly and got to feel the bumps also. It was a neat experience to share together, and I'm really glad it happened while DH was home.

Little baby guy, I guess, decided to save up all his energy to unleash in one long furious frenzy of bumping around. He was moving a lot. And he kept it up for a long time. It made it kind of hard to sleep, so I'm quite tired today, but I'm glad he's doing okay enough in there to move around. Now I need to find something new to be worried about. :P Also, I suspect I'm going to need a lot more naps from now on, if he decides to keep up his nocturnal party habits. Luckily it doesn't really hurt at all yet, since he's still pretty little. It feels pretty weird though. But neat. It's really neat. I really do have a little person inside of me. I've started talking to him occasionally, just a little bit, and I've been trying to make a point of singing sometimes, because I like music and I want him to like music too, and what better way to be introduced to music than by your mom singing to you?

Also, my pregnancy is past the halfway mark. So hooray for that.

Thursday, December 06, 2007

It's about time for another update, eh?

I can't think of any interesting titles. My pregnant brain turned off Tuesday evening while I was eating dinner and hasn't turned back on yet. As an example of just how turned off my brain has been, we went grocery shopping yesterday, and poor Mike was running all over the store because almost every single aisle that I went down, I forgot to grab at least one item from my list while on that aisle. So he was going here and there and then would come back and find me in a new aisle, staring at the cans in front of me, trying to think about which one to get, at which point he would grab the right one and we'd move on.

Obviously I got over being sick. I didn't keep any food down for an entire day, and then proceeded to throw up anything I ate for dinner for the next three days after that. It was like being morning sick all over again, except morning sickness for me feels totally different than being normal-sick. Anyway, on Saturday I took tender loving care of my tummy and it seems to have gotten over its aversion to foodstuffs. I am convinced that I had one of the noroviruses (norovirus gastroenteritis was my official self-diagnosis, though that's not any more specific). I had to reschedule my doctors appointment that was supposed to be last week to this week due to being sick. Luckily they fit me in for an appointment this week just fine, where I was reassured once again that my baby is still alive in there (I love hearing his heart beat, I will probably stop worrying about it once I feel him moving around for sure, which should be sometime in the next couple of weeks). They also drew my blood to do their Quad Test thingy (only one vial of blood this time, yay). This will determine whether or not our baby has spina bifida, or Down Syndrome, or two other things that I can't ever remember. I'm assuming they'll tell me the results at my next appointment, the day after Christmas.

Speaking of Christmas, we got a tree. We decided to go for one of the cheap artificial ones from Costco, 6.5' tall, and probably chock full of lead. I have been very careful about thoroughly washing my hands after I touch the tree, as I don't want to give our baby lead-poisoning (I am probably overly concerned about it, but I'm a paranoid first-time soon-to-be-mommy, and washing my hands is never a bad thing anyway). It has about eight ornaments on it right now. Several that I had from before, and some new ones that I've made this year. I've crocheted three ornaments: a jellyfish, a starfish, and a seahorse. The seahorse isn't on the tree yet because he really needs some eyes first. I also made an origami goldfish and an origami sea-turtle which will go on the tree as soon as I fix the paper-clip hooks I made for them so that I won't poke myself on them anymore. If we had enough money, or I had enough energy to make ALL the decorations for the tree, then we would have an underwater-themed tree this year.

We have a small short list of names we like currently for baby. I think I may start calling him Fade on here, because I am pretty certain that I do not want to name him Fade, but it's kind of a cool name, so it will make a good blog nickname, I think. Most of the names on the list originate from the British Isles. Apparently, when it comes to boys' names, I like gaelic and welsh and irish and scottish names. There's a few other non-British-isles ones on the list too, though.

We had really yummy ham and pineapple melts for dinner last night. They taste kind of like Hawaiian-style pizza, and kind of like chicken cordon bleu. Very easy to make, too. You just take your bread, spread it with cream cheese, stick some sliced ham on it, stick some cheddar cheese on top of that, broil it until the cheese is melty, stick a pineapple slice on top of the cheese, and broil it again until the pineapple is hot. I made some variations for Mike to take with him for lunch today that had spaghetti sauce on top of the cream cheese, to make them more Hawaiian-pizza-like. He's going to microwave them for lunch probably, so not quite the same as broiling. Also, I added another piece of bread on top to make them into sandwiches to make them portable for him. On the ones that I didn't put spaghetti sauce on, I decided to spread mayonnaise and spicy mustard on the top piece of bread (a mix of which Mike was dipping his sandwiches into last night, like cordon bleu). Unfortunately, making him his sandwiches used up all the ham, so I will have to find something else to make for myself for lunch.

Chicken is Expensive*. The End.**

*Unless you buy it on sale, but there wasn't any on sale at the store yesterday. Also, I know it's cheaper if you don't buy boneless skinless chicken breasts, but it takes too long for me to deal with other types of chicken and peeling off the skin and deboning, in addition to the normal fat trimming, not only takes longer but also raw chicken skin is kind of gross and slimy. This is why I never make fried chicken. Strangely, I don't have any issues with the skin when its a whole bird. But I am never willing to take the time to deal with an entire chicken at once. So we spend a little more and get the boneless skinless breasts (usually the cheap stuff that's full of injected liquids with rib meat on it, too).

**I mention the expensivity of chicken, because it upped our grocery bill a lot yesterday, because I for some reason felt like making a lot of chicken dishes this week. I don't know, I feel like some protein in the form of chicken. Not really a craving, just chicken dishes sound good. Someday maybe I will have one of those pregnancy cravings that I've heard so much about, where no other food will suffice other than what I am craving. Maybe someday.

All this talk of food reminds me that I woke up late (after going back to sleep after getting up early to make Mike's lunch) and haven't eaten yet today and need to go take care of that.