Good News

Yesterday morning I went and had an ultrasound done on my upper abdomen. I got great news back. While there is some "sludge" in my gallbladder I do not have any stones and all of my other organs look great. Seems that it's just another pregnancy related condition and this too shall pass. I am relieved that I won't be facing surgery during or after pregnancy. The past few days I really have been feeling better and I think it is definitely possible that I am moving on to a new phase of the pregnancy.

We've been staying busy around here with doctors appointments, dance classes, and getting the girls rooms organized. I finally went through and got rid of some of their old toys and made room for the new ones that they got for Christmas. Chiggie came in after I had done her room and said " wow, you really hooked up my space." I guess she likes it.

The dog never showed back up. The kids have moved on and in their minds that was so two days ago. I finally just told them the truth. That I had seen a limo pull up with a boy beagle in it, he exchanged some words with Beasley and she hopped in. I am assuming they ran off and got married, Vegas maybe? Chiggie is satisfied with this explanation and really so am I. I just wish they would swing back by after their honeymoon and clean up the mess she made in my yard.

Hair Cuts

Yesterday Tea got her first haircut. Chiggie was do for a trim and Teas' has just gotten long enough to need some evening out. She looks adorable and so much older. I feel like everything is changing all at once.

Have you Seen this Dog?

Okay now don't jump to conclusions. I know my recent post on my "pet peeve" may seem just a tiny bit incriminating, but please believe me. I came home from the doctor and the dog was gone. The kids are a mess and that stifles any joy I may have felt. I have no idea how she got out. There is no digging around the fence and the only thing I can think of is that someone lifted her over the short section of our fence. Sounds a little far fetched I know but stranger things have happened. Because we love the kids, the King is out whistling and calling for her, I hope she comes home I'll worry too much if she doesn't.

I got some good and some not so good news at the doctors office. Turns out I am about 16 weeks along. A whole month further than I thought! Because he was easily able to get a hearbeat (152bpm) and feel the fundus, no ultrasound today. I do have one scheduled for Wednesday morning though. That's the bad news though, it's not to check the baby. The Doctor seems to think the pain and nausea and vomitting that I have been having is coming from a bum gallbladder. If this is the case, out she will come. They said if everything goes smoothly on Wednesday we'll take a peek at the baby. I just want everything to be okay and I am starting to feel a little better so we shall see.

Looks Like we Made it!

Well, I finally made it. Today is my first OB appointment. I am half expecting to show up and have the doctor be out delivering a baby! Not sure what all I will find out today, but wish me luck. I will be back tonight for sure with an update.

Puppy Love

I have never claimed to be a fast learner. I often do make the same mistake twice, with good intentions of course. But when it comes to family pets, I am a slow learner. A repeat offender if you will. When we first moved into our house we decided we should get a dog. We had a fenced back yard and it just seemed right. We had a dog when we lived in our apartment in Florida, briefly. Amazingly I remember very little about this experience. I do remember that it didn't end well. I went to work one night on the notion that it was either me or the dog. I came home that night and she was gone. I promised I would not ever get myself into a mess like that again.

Back to getting the house and deciding we needed a dog to achieve the "American Dream." I reasoned with myself. Just because one situation was bad doesn't mean we shouldn't try again. I mean, back then we lived in a small apartment and worked a lot. Now we're home more, and the dog would have lots of room to run. Yeah, we could definitely do this. The King knew someone at work that bred Border Collie's and soon Dakota became a part of our family. In all fairness she was a good dog. She lived outside with the exception of coming in to sleep, and she rarely barked. But she tore up the yard. She dug up flowers, trampled the grass, knocked out the lattice on the deck. We put up with all of that even though it drove me absolutely insane. Then before we had the chance to get her fixed, I know we should've done this right away, hearts ran wild and she became "with pups."

Now we had 6 dogs. 1 border collie, 5 mutts. Thankfully we found homes for all of them. ALL of them. We were again dogless. I could breathe again. We replanted the grass, planted some new flowers, and the kids ran barefoot through the grass with no fear. Time passed. Summer faded to fall and one boring Saturday the King was flipping through the paper when he saw an add for Beagle puppies. Beagles are cute, they can be crate trained, we could keep it inside to protect the yard..... Yeah, we bought one.

The cute little puppy got big. I wouldn't let her live indoors full time for anything. She has that "houndy" odor. The one I read about in a book about Beagles the day after we bought one. She chews up everything and I am sure we will be doing some replanting in the spring. What is wrong with me? I do it for the kids, but really I should've got them a digi pet.

Too Little Time......

There is so much that I want to write about but my mind lately feels like a cluttered counter. Some of its trash, some stuff needs to be saved for later, and some things need to be dealt with right now. I am still suffering from nausea and vomiting. The medicine is helping, but it's depressing to feel so bad for what seems like so long. I don't write about it a lot because it's a real downer, but mind over matter isn't getting me anywhere.

Despite the fact that I spend a great deal of time holding the couch in place, the girls seem to be thriving. Midge successfully made the transition to her crib in her own room, really a lot of hype for nothing. She fusses a little but then falls asleep and stays that way to the tune of about 12 hours. She is also an official wienie. I would've continued to nurse her through her first birthday but the medication I have been taken dried up my milk. She now drinks wonderfully from a cup and I am amazed at how resilient she really is.

I made the decision to take Chiggie out of the preschool she was in. Because the year is already half over we decided not to place her in another program. She was fine with the whole thing and is looking forward to Kindergarten Round-Up in the spring. She seems much more relaxed. I know she is getting more sleep and I have no doubts that she will be very successful in school next year.

Tea is exploding in so many areas. Potty training, speech, motor skills.... She really is morphing from a baby into a child. She is becoming much more of a playmate to Chiggie and is very nurturing towards Midge. We have told her that another baby is going to be joining our family and she seems excited. We'll see what happens when reality hits.

Anywho, I will stop rambling and enjoy a little quiet time before retreating to bed.

This Old House

Every once in a while I will catch myself complaining. The tile in the downstairs bathroom is falling off, the dining room flooring needs replaced, the back deck could use some work, and don't even get me started on the kitchen. We have lived in this house for 2 1/2 years. That is a record for our 7 1/2 year marriage. It is the first house either of us has ever owned. Our road to home ownership was not an easy one. Luckily we ended up with a realtor who really put our needs in front of his and with a few other miracles here and there we found this place.

Cliche as it is, it was love at first sight. Coming from a two bedroom apartment it seemed like a mansion at the time. Much to our delight the backyard was fenced, there were three fireplaces, and a sidewalk out front. We didn't even have to think it over, we were sold. There were a few more bumps, but three months after our first walk through we moved in.

We've made some improvements. Every room has been painted and we have definitely put our own touch on things. It's easy to get comfortable and to forget how lucky we are to have what we do. I can't promise we'll live here forever, the future just isn't that predictable. But I can say that we will be here for a long time barbecuing on the deck, playing games in the family room, and watching out for the pizza guy on the comfy front porch window seat.