SO, I was a giant bag of sunshine yesterday, right? I know- I actually am miserable. My belly is getting big thanks to third baby syndrome, and also my belly always being noticeable by the time I am 4 months along. Today, I am going to focus on the positive. Yes. Good thoughts.

1. My hair really is awesome right now; healthy, long and luxurious.
2. My boobs—-they are SMOKIN!
3. I finally put the new Matchbox 20 CD I got for Christmas in my car and rocked out on my way in to work this morning. It is a really good CD.
4. My new Sirius radio arrived yesterday, so as of tomorrow, I will be reunited with Howard Stern.
5. I am no longer nauseous 24/7
6. My kids—are awesome. CA is telling everyone we are having a baby sister and “her name is Nanna.” ED still insists it is a boy named Matthew. CA said she will rub the baby’s back to help it go to sleep at night. ED wants to give it lots of kisses.
7. I can feel this baby poking me ever so gently and doing a little dance. I like the reminder that s/he is in there
8. Work is busy and crazy, but I feel needed and useful. I actually didn’t log in and check my email and Blogs 150 times yesterday. I didn’t even have much time for commenting.
9. I told my boss’s boss’s admin that I was expecting yesterday. When she heard that it was my 3rd she asked if I wasn’t a bit young to have 3 kids. She thought I was about 20! I am going to send her flowers.
10. Hub and I were talking about the bedding we bought for the baby and I mentioned that I think it’s nice that in the sea of hand-me-downs s/he will have something that was only theirs. Hub looked at me and said “You know we are spoiling this baby, right?” I do.
11. Tomorrow, I will be 14 weeks along and by the end of this month; the baby will be a whopping 7 inches long. I also have 1 month and 2 days before we find out what we are having. YAY!

In non positive news, ED, who was fine when I left started crying hysterically to Hub that his throat hurt at breakfast this morning. It is bright red, so off to the doctor he goes. My poor honey. I know he is ok at home with Hub, but I wish I was home with him. I kind of regret waking him up last night in an attempt to get him to stay dry through the night. (he still wet the bed twice.) Poor baby.

1. Hub was telling a story last night, trying to make the point that I have been crabby. It went a little something like this: “so I ran in to this guy who said his wife was expecting in July. I told him Saly was in August and he asked if she’d bitten my head off yet. I thought for a minute and said, ‘well, she did wake me up in the middle of the night and yell at me for breathing. Does that count?’ “. Many laughs were had, and it didn’t matter that what actually happened was that he, being sick, took a ton of Nyquil and passed out. I woke up to find his head on my pillow snoring and breathing his cold in to my face. But I guess I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s better to think that I’m some annoying, nagging, pregnant hag.

2. 4 people have told me today how long and beautiful my hair is. It must have grown a foot overnight! I actually colored my hair 2 weeks ago screw-holes. Thanks for noticing. You’re noticing the lack of roots and grays. Yes, it is longer and shinier, because that’s typical of my pregnancy hair. But you are noticing the dye job.

3. The same 4 people have also said “WOW! You look really pregnant today! You popped over the weekend!” Let me tell you that if I have popped, we are in really big trouble. I am not even 4 months yet. Here is what you are noticing—-I am FAT. I was fat before I got pregnant. You have just made me feel like the Goodyear Blimp. I’m surprised you just don’t go and point out how awful my skin is while you’re at it.

Ok, so I’m crabby today and it’s mostly post-superbowl letdown……or regret of much crappy eating and staying up way too late, coupled with wearing heels today (STUPID!!) and my back is killing me. I’m actually still recovering from my Friday Migraine which is becoming an alarming, going to bed at 7PM and leaving Hub to deal crazy children kind of trend, and the weekend was just so rough.

I mentioned to Hub the other night that I thought this baby was trying to kill me. I wonder if that fits in to naming criteria anywhere. Sigh.

At least it’s February and suck-hole January is over.

I didn’t mention it yesterday, but we actually had a horrific wind and snow storm come through along with sub-zero temperatures. Schools were closed, but daycare and work were open so it was business as usual for me. The power flicked on and off a few times while I was in the shower yesterday morning, but it was not really a big deal. Hub drove me to work because there were white-outs all over the place and we saw 3 tractor-trailers tipped on their sides by the wind. It was kind of scary! I spent the day safe and warm at work though and didn’t give it a second thought.

Until we got home yesterday evening………It was about 6:00 and the power had been out for an hour. The house was already 60 degrees. I was SO disappointed that I wouldn’t be in casserole heaven that I almost cried. We drove around for a bit, and then ended up at Denny’s for dinner. It was a bad idea; nothing tasted good to me, and I continued to taste it all night. CA was excited though because she got a big bowl of fresh fruit with her meal. She is the best eating 2-year-old I know. After Denny’s we went to Home Depot for a part so Hub could hook the generator up to our furnace. When we got home, it was 53 degrees in the house. Hub got the generator up and running and brought one of his electric heaters in to the house and then went to fiddle with the furnace. He no sooner got everything taken care of then the power came back on. I saw that coming though. It was 10:00 before the heat kicked in and even later before the kiddos got to bed. I’m just glad we were all warm in our beds all night instead of freezing and huddled together in the living room.

Casserole Tonight!

This is how my little diva went to the mall with me on Saturday. I love that she is such an individual. I love that she is a self-proclaimed princess. I love that she wants her own way (except for when it is inconvenient). I love that she has the makings to be a very strong woman some day. And most of all, I love that she is mine

Deleted most content from yesterday. SIIIIIGH.
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P.S. the Dr. went well yesterday although my favorite dr and midwife have left the practice leaving the crabby midwife and the doctor who botched ED’s circumcision, so I do have some decisions to make. It is no less monumental to hear your 3rd baby’s heart beat than it was the 1st time around. We told the kids and my FIL last night. CA has no clue but ED had 4578 questions including “does the doctor use a big hug knife to cut the baby out?” , “why do Mommies have special parts to grow babies?” and “Where does the baby come out of?” GAAH!

I heard that you wanted to know what I had for dinner last night. Well let me tell you! A Snapple Peach Tea, 2 Claussen Pickles, and 2 frozen Minute Maid Limeades. I went to the store last night specifically for frozen lemonade, the Minute Maid kind that you get at festivals and what have you over the summer, but the limeade was all that they had. Just as good. I’m actually wishing that I brought a pickle with me for lunch. Who knew that people actually craved pickles?

I spent the rest of the night with an albatross CA hanging off of me. She is so sick, the poor dear with the stuffy nose and phlegmy cough. She was just miserable. She fell asleep in my bed around 10 and we slept until 2, until she just couldn’t take it anymore. We ended up on the couch and she didn’t go back to sleep ‘til about 4, on top of me, where she stayed until 7. This is 3 nights this week that I’ve had almost no sleep. Add it to the constant nausea and I am not a happy camper.

Here is some good news though! Today is my last day of work until the end of the year! I actually come back on Jan 2nd and only for ½ of the day because I have my first (finally!!!) doctor’s appointment at 1. 13 glorious days off. I can not wait.

Hub and I will be spending the day Christmas shopping tomorrow. We’ll drop the kids off early, grab some breakfast and be on our way. It’s one of our favorite things to do! We’re busy then from Saturday until Tuesday. This really is my favorite time of year; I just wish that I was feeling better to enjoy it more.

I probably won’t be around here much the next few days, so Merry Christmas to all of you. I hope all of your Christmas dreams-for you and your families- come true.

So I’ve been in this training seminar the last few days; Leading Effective Sales People. Never mind that I do not manage sales people, it is actually a good class. It’s tiring though and has taken a lot out of me. It’s one of those classes where they don’t even want you to come out to your regular job on your breaks and that is just something that I can’t commit to. So I’ve been back and forth, reading emails and kicking a few asses along with reading and commenting on blogs, sporadically.

We are planning on (finally) putting up our Christmas tree this evening. Every year I buy the kids an ornament and write their name and the year on it. This year, I let them pick out their own. We went from daycare on Wednesday to McDonalds to eat, and then over to the Christmas store. They were in awe of all the decorated trees, peppered with lights, some colored and some white, some with very conservative ornaments, the rest decked out in crazy fashions. They really enjoyed themselves. CA picked a kitty (it was a hello Kitty, but all she knows is that it was a white kitty with a pretty pink nose) and ED chose a yellow M&M who was all tied up in ribbon. I picked out an expecting ornament for hub and me and a new angel for the top of the tree. The kids were pretty excited about all of it.

Tomorrow we will be in Rochester for a birthday party, and then Sunday I am home with the kids all day, since hub is working. I’ll probably use Sunday to brush up the decorations, do some grocery shopping, and maybe start some cookies.

I’m really looking forward to Christmas this year. It will be the first time that both kids really know what is going on and can really enjoy it. They’re at the age where I won’t have to tend to them every second at our holiday gatherings, so that will be nice too. And just think….all of my family festivities start next week and I haven’t even bought one gift!

See you soon!

Well, Shannon tagged me for this MEME and I am super bored just trying to finish my shift at work, so here it goes. Things that make me suspicious, or in Shannon’s words,

Thanks that make me go hmmm….

• The properties of gelatin. Things that congeal totally freak me out. Like spam. Or that fat layer on top of the gravy when it cools.
• Obviously, children who are much too quiet.
• The fact that my local radio station is playing reggae music every morning when my alarm goes off. What are they trying to tell me???
• When my satellite radio craps out, and then kicks back in several minutes later……it still plays the same song even thought the station and my display have long since changed to a new song. There may be Martians in my radio.
• My snails being on top of each other make me VEEEEERY suspicious.
• Anyone who says “Hey! Smell this!”
• My neighbors across the street—I’m pretty sure they are trafficking drugs.

A funny side note, my father-in-law is extremely suspicious of our mailman. If he doesn’t deliver enough mail, it’s because he has a girlfriend down the street or because he has some sort of hidden agenda. If he delivers too much mail it’s because he was stockpiling it so he could deliver it all in one day. If he delivers it early, again with the girlfriend down the street.

What makes you go hmmm?

I found my lost NaBloPoMo post! She’s back in it folks!!!