Thursday, January 10, 2008

Barefoot and Ugly

Haven't written in a while for a few reasons: a) too sick to sit more than a few minutes at the computer b) when you live in your pajamas in a cave - there just isn't that much to say...

So this baby I'm carrying is mean. If I could get a 4D ultrasound, I'm pretty sure we would see it sticking out it's tongue at me or making a mean gesture. I've been dressed - hair done, makeup on - all of once in the last three weeks or so. To go to the doctor 40 minutes away. That was a fun drive. Normally I would have been so excited to get my first ultrasound but I was dreading the drive. Ian kept us pretty entertained the whole time though I must say. While I was getting my ultrasound - we tried to show Ian the baby, but it basically looks like a big black circle with a little peanut at the bottom. Ian said, "Is that the baby's mouth?!" Then he would randomly hop up out of his chair and say - "I not scawed - I not!" Which of course meant he was a little scared. I had to try so hard to keep my belly still because Ian kept making me laugh. He also jumped up to say "Mommy I want a boy baby". Then as we got back into the car I started...well almost throwing up into a big Ziploc bag. Ian was getting into his car seat and put his hand on my shoulder and said, "You okay honey?"

The other night I was trying to convince Ian to stay in bed and stop calling for me because I wasn't feeling well and needed to lay down. He said, "The baby hurting you?" and I said, "yes, the baby is making me a little sick" - then his eyes got wide and he started making crab hands and said, "It the baby PINCHING YOU?!" Ohh...Ian.

Anyway, not much else to talk about. We have about 28 ft. of snow outside...or something close to that. The mail lady let me have it yesterday because we forgot to dig our mailbox out - they can't even see it right now. I think they are holding our mail for ransom.

In case anyone needs a visual of me as I type this...just let this picture sink in and rock your world. Pajama bottoms with poodles and Eiffel Towers all over them, a pink sweatshirt, a blue bandanna - tied on rocker style. No makeup. Barefoot and pregnant. You're welcome~ That is pretty much what Andrew gets to see every day. The pj bottoms and sweatshirts vary - as does the bandanna. But the makeup-less face and bare feet are a constant. He's a lucky, lucky man...

Another FAV!!

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