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Seven Quick Takes

Today marks the third day I’ve been laid out on my recliner from back spasms. I woke up at 5:00 this morning in tears. I got an ice pack and tried to arrange myself on my billions of pillows. No luck. I tossed and turned. I’m currently propped on my recliner trying not to stretch or move. So that’s that. And here’s some more random for you.

1.
Sometimes my tongue is aggravated when I eat a lot of citrus. The other night I had bruschetta for dinner and afterwards I said, “That was too much acid for me.” Stephen replied in a VERY low voice, “Do you need some base?”

2.
Want to know why 4 year olds shouldn’t chew gum? Because they will inevitably end up in an obstetrician’s waiting room next to a pregnant woman with a headache, smacking as if her life depended on it. I was this close to holding my hand out under her mouth and saying, “spit. it. out.”

3.
Also, why do men accompany their wives to the OB-GYN but wait in the waiting room? They just take up chairs and annoy everyone with their cell phone conversations. Either stay home or join your wife in the room. Stephen comes with me to most appointments but he comes back to the room with me.

4.
My cousin’s cousin was pregnant with twins and had a c-section yesterday. Both babies were 7 pounds. That is 14 pounds of baby in your belly. Holy moly!

5.
I got my hair cut for the first time in about 6 months last night. I feel so much better! I think it should be noted that my stylist was a dude named Angel.

6.
My appointment went well yesterday. There was a bit of sugar in my urine but not enough to worry my doctor… just enough for me to know that I shouldn’t drink a root beer with lunch the days I have appointments. So they did that test and I was embarrassed, then she went to weigh me. I was prepared for about a 4 or 5 pound weight gain since 1) I had only gained 1 pound at my last appointment, 2) I feel a lot bigger, and 3) I ate out several times over the past week. I was not prepared, however, to find out that I gained 7 pounds. In 2 weeks. Seven pounds in two weeks. Which brings my total to 35 pounds. OH. MY! I’m trying not to freak out because, well, what can I do?! But my doctor says, “It’s okay, 40-45 is the norm.” Good to hear… but if she thinks that I’m only going to gain 10 pounds in 7.5 weeks, she’s a crazy lady!

7.
I have my first shower tomorrow. I’m both excited and nervous.

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July 30, 2010 at 8:04 am 13 comments

Why We Aren’t The Hearsts

When Stephen and I first started dating I had a conversation with my mom. She asked a million questions to learn more about this new boy in my life. What’s his name? Stephen. What’s his last name? Hurst. Where do his parents live? California. HOLD THE PHONE. He is a Hearst and his family lives in California? Is he one of THE Hearsts?? Ha. No. Not so much.

My Stephen wasn’t part of the Hearst empire. I explained that his parents lived in California for a couple years for his dad’s job but had all intentions to come back to Houston. And there was really no chance they were distant relatives because the spelling is different.

As Stephen and I dated and then eventually got married, I saw more and more that we are not like the Hearst family. We are simple, frugal, clip coupons, and drink discount booze. We often have Totino’s for dinner and wait 6 months between haircuts because it kills me to shell out that much money for a trim. We are just not that classy.

We weren’t planning on going out to a nice dinner last night for our anniversary. We’d eaten out enough over the weekend that we felt like it would be okay to skip the actual anniversary night. Plus, we had run out of Stephen’s winnings from the dog track. So it looked like we’d just be eating some breaded chicken and glazed carrots in front of the television. Not that there is anything wrong with that, Stephen and I love our dinners in front of the television… especially when it’s Wheel of Fortune or Wipe Out!

But my mom informed me that she’d purchased a Groupon to a nice restaurant close by and if we wanted to, we could use it. Yes please! So we got home from work and I changed into a cotton dress (I didn’t think that capris and Stephen’s t-shirt were appropriate) and headed over there. For those of you in Houston, the restaurant is Bailey’s American Grille (<– link, check it out). The restaurant is beautiful, the menu is mouth-watering.

We were seated and given the menu and drink menu. Our waiter came over to take our drink orders. I presented him with our Groupon print out which is a basically a big sign that says “We Are Too Cheap To Come Here Regularly, But We’re All About The Discount Food.” I’m sure waiters just love to see that. He asked what we’d like to drink and we just said water. If it weren’t for the fact that I actually knew the waiter from childhood, I’m sure he’d be cursing the restaurant gods for placing us in his section instead of the next batch of wealthy patrons.

The food was fantastic. We started off with an appetizer of fried green tomatoes. They were laying on this awesome lemon butter sauce and topped with goat cheese. They were supposed to be topped with crab meat as well but since I really am hoping to have a 4th and even 50th anniversary, we asked them to keep the shellfish away from Stephen. They were delicious. Melted goat cheese on fried tomatoes? My friend, nothing even sounds better than that! 

For dinner we each ordered a steak. If you recall, I’m of the mindset that you should never order a steak more cooked than medium. It’s just not right. But when you’re pregnant, they say you are supposed to have “fully cooked meat.” So I braced myself for the embarrassment of ordering a filet medium well. Thankfully I was leaning back when our waiter came back and he must’ve seen a glimpse of my enormous belly. “What would you like for dinner?” I’d like the filet, (adjust self in seat and scrunch face to hide embarrassment) medium well. “Umm. Are you..?” And he makes this awkward curved shape with his hand. Pregnant? Yes. Very. That’s why I’m ordering my steak that way. “Oh! Well congratulations.” I felt better that he knew that I wasn’t intentionally trying to ruin a perfect steak. Stephen ordered the prime rib which came to our table still mooing.

It was fantastic. Mine came with garlic mashed potatoes that, I swear, were shipped here from the Holy Throne of God. (Which really makes me excited to go to Heaven. Can you even imagine all the good food they’ve got up there?!) Stephen’s came with a potato gratin that made him moan on multiple bites. “This cheese, Chelsea! This cheese!”

We split the Baked Alaska for dessert. We were underwhelmed but I think that’s because we didn’t know what we were ordering. Overall, dinner was fantastic. My belly was full all the way up to my boobs. Know that feeling, preggos? On the way home, Stephen asked if we could rent a movie. It was already a little after 8 and I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of staying up that late. “But it’s a week night!” He was silent for a few seconds and then asked, “Can we please rent a movie and watch it while I rub your feet.” SURE!

So that’s what we did. We watched It’s Complicated while Stephen drank wine and rubbed my feet and while I drank water and paused the movie for multiple potty breaks. It was a great night. We managed to pull off “classy” that evening. We didn’t spill our food on our clothes, Stephen put his pinky out while he was drinking his Guinness from his frosted mug, we said our please and thank yous. I think we could have fooled anyone. We totally could have said we were The Hearsts and they would never have been the wiser.

Until we got into bed, turned out the light, and I let out a belch.

July 29, 2010 at 8:59 am 13 comments

Growth

Today, July 28,2010, is my third anniversary. Three years ago, Stephen and I stood before 230 of our closest friends and family and made a commitment to each other. It was a wonderful day, a wonderful wedding, a wonderful man.

Since then there have been a lot of changes. Good changes. Growth.

They say that the first year of marriage is the hardest. For us, that was true. I was in a job that I hated and Stephen wasn’t in a job at all. We bought a house and moved. Several things combined to make it a rough year. But we survived and came out on the other side with a better relationship.

The rest has been smooth sailing. We’ve gotten the hang of marriage and couldn’t be happier. My husband is kind, thoughtful, and downright hilarious. He keeps me on my toes. Every day I love him more. I have a feeling that I’m just figuring out what that even means. When I got pregnant, I had this new surge of love for Stephen. Everytime I see my bump, I love him more. Everytime he puts his hand on my belly or kisses my bump good night, I fall more in love with him. I cannot even imagine how it’s going to be when Jansen is on the outside of my womb! There is absolutely nothing more attractive than your husband growing into a stronger man. (That’s probably why I’ve read on several blogs lately that y’all are very attracted to your man when you see him mowing the lawn. Something about a manly man that makes us melt… Am I right?)

So today we celebrate my husband. Because without him, there would be no wonderful marriage. There is not a doubt in my mind that God picked this crazy man just for me. He is the only one in the world who knows how to pop my toes, or knows the exact spot on my forehead to kiss when I have a headache. And we all know those are the important things in life!

We celebrated our anniversary over the weekend. We took our annual anniversary trip to my parents’ beach house and did nothing but eat, relax, and beach. Pretty much exactly like last year, only without the booze. Oh and if I might remind you… last year I showed you proof of my massive food baby after our big anniversary dinner…

Impressive, no? Well I outdid myself this year. Want to talk about growth??

Thankfully that’s more baby than it is food!

To my husband: I loves you. I love you like a friend, I love you like a spouse, I love your smile and your laugh and the way you accidentally tell jokes when you aren’t meaning to. I love the way you open the car door for me, as well as any other woman who may be with us. I love your milky brown eyes and the scar under your nose. I love the way you eat your meals in sections and the way your hold your fork and knife. It’s all the little things tied up with all the big things that make me love you in so many ways. I LOVES YOU!

(My second anniversary post.)

July 28, 2010 at 8:58 am 22 comments

Ten on Tuesday (40)

Wow, this is the 40th week of Ten on Tuesday. I can’t believe y’all aren’t bored with this yet! This week’s questions are from Abby at The Adventures of Abby and Ryan.

1. How do you take your coffee on an average day? How do you like your coffee if you’re spluging?
I drink my coffee black. Sometimes I’ll add pumpkin spice flavored creamer in the fall, but I don’t always like it. If I’m splurging I don’t get coffee, I get coffee flavored drinks. I love Java Chip Frappucinos with peppermint. So good! I also love pumpkin spice lattes and gingerbread lattes.

2. What is your genre of books to read?
Chick lit. I don’t like to think when I read. I also like reading cookbooks. Is that weird?

3. Where do you want to retire, if you could go anywhere?
I want to retire wherever my family is. I don’t care if the weather or scenery is bad. There is no point in living somewhere if you aren’t surrounded by the people you love. Besides, I can just travel to those places.

4. The 17-year-old you is told to write a 10-minute speech. What topic would you have picked?
I was a junior in high school when I was 17… so probably baseball. Back then I knew players and stats and all sorts of info that was normally reserved for men and little boys. I watched games every evening. So I had a lot of thoughts and feelings about The Game, I could definitely give a speech about it.

5. What word describes you best?
Pregnant

6. What is the next “event” that you are looking forward to? (ex.: vacation, moving, date, job change, etc)
I have a baby shower this weekend and I’m very much looking forward to it. If we are thinking on a bigger scale, well, I’m having a baby in September. That’s kind of a big deal.

7. Do you like to discuss controversial topics or do you prefer to avoid those types of conversations?
I do not. It makes me frustrated. I think everyone is entitled to their own opinion but I don’t usually understand those opinions and that frustrates me.

8. Would you rather add 4 free hours to each day, or add 1 extra day to the week?
This is a really difficult question. I’ve debated both in my head, both assuming that those would be NON working hours. I think I’d have to go with an extra day. It would be AMAZING to have 4 more non-working hours every day but realistically I’d probably spend them sleeping so they’d be wasted. Plus, with an additional day, it would be easier to take weekend vacations. I love weekend vacations!

9. If you created a sports team; what would your colors and mascot be?
I’d bring back the Colt .45s because that’s an awesome name. They’d be burnt orange and navy. They’d play baseball, obviously.

10. If you had to be a teacher, what subject would you teach?
Ideally, I’d teach home economics. I’d teach the students to cook and write thank you notes and call their grandma when they need their pants hemmed. I’d teach them that debt is of the devil and that if you fold a t-shirt down the center, you’ll have a ridiculous looking fold when you wear it. I think it could be a fun class.

Great questions this week! Thanks Abby!

Here’s Mr. Linky

July 27, 2010 at 7:00 am 18 comments

Pregnant Pause – Week 32

Another Monday. Another week gone by in this pregnancy. Only 8 more weeks to go… wow. Is it just me or is 2010 moving in fast forward??

I had a great weekend. I’ll tell you more about it later but basically Stephen and I spent the weekend in Galveston celebrating our 3rd anniversary (it’s on Wednesday). It was fun and relaxing and delicious. The only negative part was my sleep. I’m pretty much uncomfortable all the time, so when you add in a new bed without my 18 pillows, it’s tough to get comfortable.

Jansen enjoyed the beach. I avoided the water on Saturday (except to pee… don’t judge me) because the waves were a bit too high and I was scared they’d hit me too hard and mess up my back again. So I read. And I fell asleep under the umbrella several times. Jansen likes to sleep.

Last week I felt him hiccup for the first time. It was cute. I always thought that the hiccups would be huge and that they’d shake my belly, but these really didn’t. I hear that they’ll get stronger as he gets bigger. I just felt these rhythmic bump-bump-bumps down where his head is. Lyndsey said that he might be beat-boxing which isn’t probable, but I suppose it is possible. Also possible: Banging his head on my uterus because he’s bored. I felt it again last night, a little stronger. I smiled a bit but then got frustrated because I was SO TIRED and couldn’t get comfortable for the life of me.

I have my first baby shower this weekend. I can’t believe it’s already here. When we put these on the calendar they were so far in the future that I thought we’d never get there. And I kept thinking, “They are so close to my due date!” And now we are here. In the future. Close to my due date. Am I the only one freaking out? Yes I think so. Everyone else says things like, “I can’t wait  until he’s here! I can’t wait to hold him!” I mean, I’m excited to hold him and meet him too… but I can wait. Don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled that we are going to have a baby and become a family of three… it’s just such a HUGE PERMANENT change that it’s overwhelming.

Do you know what I’m saying?

I’m not a bad person, right? It’s not that I’m not thankful, I’m just not ready. Although… who is ever ready?

Anyways, in the meantime we are thoroughly enjoying watching and feeling him. He’s very active and loves to try to shove his feet out of my side. It hurts when he kicks me there but it’s fun to feel his little foot when he keeps it pressed up against me. And then when he pushes his hiney up against my belly, I like to poke it and make him wiggle. Is that weird?

Not much more to report. I have started to get heartburn again, although it isn’t too bad. I just take a Tums or two and it takes care of it. My chocolate milk and cinnamon roll obsession hasn’t subsided, but I don’t mind. Oh and I had a steak for the first time in about 7 months! I took a random poll from friends and they all ate steak throughout their entire pregnancy. It was cooked medium well (I asked for medium) so no worries, I wasn’t eating something that was still mooing.

Here’s my belly shot for the week.

There is something weird going on with shadows or movement or something that makes my butt look lumpy. I don’t know what that’s about. Last I checked, I didn’t have any random lumps in my butt. And shockingly, that’s actually not a pregnancy side effect.

(Ten on Tuesday will be posted shortly. As will the week 32 bump picture in the Bumptastic tab.)

July 26, 2010 at 8:52 am 9 comments

Seven Quick Takes

Stephen says it has been the longest week ever. Mine has gone by pretty quick. Regardless, it’s Friday and I couldn’t be more thrilled!

1.
We got the second set of curtains in from Bed Bath & Beyond. Stephen hung them last night. They look MUCH better but it’ll still take a while to get used to. It’s just such a huge area to have covered with fabric. But I know it’ll be worth it once we see our electricity bill.

2.
I hung a few things in the nursery last night. A clock, some art my sister did, and Stephen hung the toy hanger from Ikea. That room looks amazing. I have plans in a month or so to do a post that shows some of the amazing gifts Jansen has received. I’d love to show you the paintings my sister has done. Plus, I’ve received several things in the mail that are begging to be shown off!

3.
I love living in Houston. I specifically love living in the area of Houston that I live. I love the water and the palm trees and the family-friendliness. The one thing I DO NOT love is the constant fear of hurricanes. For those of you who have not heard, there is another storm in the Gulf. Thankfully it doesn’t look like it’ll get up to hurricane status, it’ll just remain a tropical depression or tropical storm. It still makes us all a bit uneasy though. You have to have plans. Where will we go? What should we take? Do we have water and gas in the car? It’s just not fun. But as much as that sucks, I’m thankful that we don’t have to deal with tornadoes. At least we can prepare for hurricanes. Tornadoes just sneak up on you and tear everything up without warning.

4.
I’m currently having my second pregnancy craving. My cravings seem to stick with me. It’s not like an “oh my gosh, I need this ASAP” feeling that goes away after I eat. It’s more of a constant need. First it was crispy tacos. Now, cinnamon rolls. All I think about is cinnamon rolls. We had some for dessert last night and they were Heavenly. I’m thinking about making some homemade ones this weekend. (No, not PW’s. I’ve made hers. They are good but not the type I want.) Anyways, I really wish this craving would go away and I’d start craving something like carrots or spinach.

5.
I have washed all of Jansen’s hand-me-down clothes. I haven’t touched anything that has a tag on it. I’m scared he won’t fit into some of it and I’ll need to exchange it. He’s been given tons of clothes in sizes from newborn to 24 months. They are now washed and put away in the dresser and Rubbermaid tubs. I’m sure I’ll need to do some rearranging. Moms of babies, how do you organize your baby’s dresser? Also, how do you tell the difference between an outfit and jammies? Some of these things look like they could be either!! I don’t want to be the mom that sends her child to day care in his jammies. He’ll be teased by the other babies.

6.
I’m reading My Life in France and falling more in love with Julia Child. She’s just got such a great outlook on life and knows not to take everything so serious. She knows the value of hard work and believes you should practice and take pride in your passions. I just wish I’d truly appreciated her before she died.

7.
I still haven’t bought a new watch. I mentioned a few weeks ago that I want a white big faced watch. I even know where I can get one for under $20. But for some reason, I don’t feel like I can buy it right now. I wish you could see disgustingness of the watch I’m currently wearing. I just tried to take a picture on my cell phone but it makes my hand look weird and you can’t really get the full effect. I’ve thought about getting a new strap because I really do like the face of this one, but I also want just a plain white one. Goodness gracious, my life is rough!

Have a good weekend. Hopefully I’ll have some fun stories next week!

July 23, 2010 at 9:07 am 17 comments

Everything I Know, I Learned From Blogging

Yesterday, Lauren from Texas learned that if you have a bee problem, you can call a beekeeper and they’ll come out and take care of it for you. Meanwhile, the rest of her readers learned that if you don’t want to call a beekeeper, another way to rid your yard of bees is by blaring rap music. Apparently the little bugs aren’t too fond of that particular genre. Which may mean that my dad is part bee. The jury is still out.

It made me think about all the things that bloggers teach us. I know that if I ever have a question I can just ask y’all and someone will know the answer. Someone will have advice because they’ve been there or their sister’s boyfriend’s great aunt had that issue last month. It’s amazing, this little blogosphere! You know… they always say that you don’t realize how much you don’t know until you start learning. This is so true. I didn’t realize how much information there is out there until I started reading blogs. You people know a lot of stuff. It makes me think of those posters “Everything I Know, I Learned in Kindergarten” or “…From My Dog” or whatever.

Just think about everything you’ve learned from blogs.

Money Saving Mom taught me that I can get free stuff all the time. It takes a minute every few days and then you’ll start getting a steady stream of samples shipped to your door. At least twice a week I get stuff in the mail. Shampoo, lotion, dish soap, feminine products, etc. It’s like mini-Christmas every time I see a little box!

And then Angela at Craving Cupcakes taught me that it doesn’t have to be an ordeal every time you want to bake something. Just do it. Making homemade cookies and muffins and other delicious goods doesn’t take as long as you might think… and the payoff is high.

And while we’re talking about cooking, there is no way to even tell you how many things Pioneer Woman has taught me. The main thing being: If you roast red potatoes and garlic with butter and white wine, amazing things happen. AMAZING THINGS. This is a life lesson, y’all.

I Am Baker taught me that you can decorate the inside of layered cakes. Crosses and flags and whatever else your little heart dreams up. Then your guests will be amazed by the little surprise on the inside of the cake.

The list could go on and on. Sometimes someone will just say something in passing on their blog and I’ll think, “Wow. Brilliant.” And I can’t even tell you how often I’m in a conversation and have to begin a sentence with, “Well I read on a blog that…” I mean, right? I know it’s not just me.

One of the biggest things I learned happened about two or three months ago. I was reading Big Mama, as I do every morning, and she dropped the bombshell. Apparently Greased Lightening is a pretty dirty song. WHO KNEW?! I started watching Grease in 8th grade with my girlfriends. I think it was some anniversary year of the movie because the media was promoting it pretty heavily. I think they even played a few of the songs on the radio. We’d watch the movie and sing the songs and try the dances. We loved that movie. But let’s face it, at 8th grade, you have no clue what is coming out of your mouth and what it actually means. After Big Mama wrote that post, I immediately looked up the lyrics (as I’m sure many of you will do after reading this) and SURE ENOUGH, dirty.

I felt like a fool! How many times did my parents hear us singing that song at the top of our lungs and cringe at the sound of it. And more importantly, why was I allowed to watch the movie?

It was on television last night. We didn’t get to see the whole thing but we started watching when they were in the diner… about the time of the “a hikey from Kenickie’s like a Hallmark card, we care enough to send the very best” line. My sister, Stephen, and I were watching and we just kept dropping our jaw. Rizzo things she’s pregnant, Danny tries to “grab” Sandy in the drive in and is then heartbroken (and we feel sorry for him) when she walks out on him, the newscaster is hitting on a high school girl, then Sandy changes her lifestyle to make Danny happy… which means that all is right with the world. What. The. Heck?

Regardless, I still love the movie. I was singing along and making my feet dance back and forth while I was relaxing in my recliner. But the point is that, while I knew it wasn’t an entirely wholesome movie, I had no idea that I was singing these dirty lyrics as an 8th grader. And I have a blogger to thank for that awakening.

What have you learned from blogs? Something huge like what car to buy or how to plan a vacation? Or something small like the best way to roast asparagus or where to buy the cutest journals? Spill it. We all want to know. If you know where you learned it, let us know! Otherwise, just give us the goods.

July 22, 2010 at 8:55 am 17 comments

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