We had a great day hanging out together and we’re super excited because we finished painting the nursery! 😃😃😃There may be a few things we add at some point but there’s no pressure to do it, just if we want to. I’m happy to finally be finished so I can start working on the mess that is the basement, aka the landing spot for all the crap that came out of the nursery to begin with 🙄. Maybe I’ll be able to talk the mister into helping me sort it all…maybe not because he’ll want me to throw it away and we all know I can’t do that 🤷🏻♀️. He’s been doing so much work around here lately that I had to have a talk with him. I put the disclaimer of “I don’t want you to change anything about this…” “but you’re making me feel like a slacker.” I’m the one who has the personality that is ingrained with the need to always be busy and when growing the baby sucks all the energy out of me, I feel inadequate. However, because he’s the best husband ever, he reminded me that my job is only going to get harder (as my pregnancy progresses and then breast feeding) and it’s a good idea to rest now as much as I can 😊. I told you guys he’s got this laundry routine down and adding cloth diapers will hopefully be a cinch. His turnaround service is fantastic. Like, I wear a pair of jeans on Monday, they go into the hamper at the end of the day, and on Wednesday morning he’s bringing the clean laundry basket up from the basement with them in it. When I was doing laundry, they may have gotten washed on Wednesday and they would’ve stayed in the basket in the basement until I either went down looking for them to wear or the following Saturday when I maybe might have decided to bring them up. They may have gotten put away within the next week. The putting away is still my job but I try to do it in a more timely manner so that he can have the basket back. I finally bought some more maternity clothes so I’m not as reliant on the two pairs I had before. Good news: Old Navy has maternity pants with FRONT pockets!! I was so excited to get them in the mail! Speaking of being excited, I had my 6 month checkup with my PCP this week and I wasn’t pregnant the last time she saw me so that was a surprise. Her nurse is the sweetest person alive and I just love them both. The first thing the nurse had me do is get on the scale and I said, “It’s probably going to be a lot more than the last time I was here…” and she didn’t say anything so I said, “do you all know I’m pregnant?” She SCREAMED 🤣 and gave me a hug and told me she was afraid to ask 😂. They knew that we had tried before and that I was hoping to try again, we talked about it at my last appointment in September. When my PCP walked by when the nurse was getting ready to take my blood pressure, she stopped her and told me to stand up and show her my belly. She was very excited as well. A few seconds later a random man exited one of the exam rooms and told me congratulations, as he couldn’t help but overhear 🤣🤣. It was really awesome to feel the support from them. If anyone is looking for a new doc, I will highly recommend mine to you! What’s sad is that my doc and nurse were MUCH more happy and excited for me than a *certain* family member…..but I’m not bitter.
Philip drew and painted the lion.
Philip drew and I painted the elephant.
Philip drew and I painted the monkey. He drew all the birds and we both worked on painting them.
Philip has taken on a few other household tasks that have needed done for the past 12 years lately also. We don’t have overhead lighting in our bedrooms or living room (which we absolutely hate) and he installed lights in the baby’s room. Too bad we were never important enough to do it for just ourselves 🤷🏻♀️🙄. The drawers in our kitchen are aggravating because the tracks are original, aka old, which means the drawers often come off of them and fall as the drawer slides out. While we didn’t get this one finished yet (it’s more of a pain than we anticipated and requires getting a few boards), one drawer is done and it works fabulously. It’s the silverware drawer so obviously the most used and I marvel at its graceful movement every time I use it. So next on my agenda, after finishing the drawer slides, is a plan to convince him to put up lattice around the bottom of the deck. Sophie LOVES to crawl under it and come out caked with mud. She drives me crazy with her muddy paw prints and the need for an almost daily bath, especially as the weather warms up and the yard thaws. Maybe if I tell him I’m concerned that the baby will crawl under there he’ll get right on it? 🤰🏻🤷🏻♀️😉
These past weeks have been filled with lots more flutter movements. This morning Soph was snuggled up against me (too close, as usual) in our chair and he was going crazy. I was hoping Philip could feel him move but the baby had settled down by the time he tried holding his hand on my belly so I’m not sure if it’s feel-able from the “outside” yet or not. I’m extremely disappointed that my sweet tooth has returned 🙄. I was hoping this pregnancy had scared it away for good, or even just until delivery, but I’m even dreaming about sweets. The other night I dreamt that I was in some weird carnival type place and I was going from booth to booth trying to find the perfect dessert, specifically something birthday cake flavored. I wasn’t satisfied until I found a ColdStone Creamery and got a birthday cake remix, my fav in real life and apparently my dreams too. I’m still digging the salty food too though and could alternate between a burger and fries and pizza every other day for the rest of my life if I had to. Along with Mexican and Chinese once a week. Speaking of Chinese food, we went to the restaurant in town the other day, a buffet, and someone was HACKING the entire time…PSA: DO NOT GO OUT TO EAT WHEN YOU’RE SICK. Please and thank you. I’ve been so fortunate thus far to not catch anything when everything has been going around. I know when you’re sick you don’t feel like cooking but send someone to get you food and definitely don’t be a selfish asshole and go to a BUFFET, where you risk contaminating everything you touch, aka, everything everyone else is going to touch. Geez.
We went to our nephew Austin’s birthday party last weekend to help him celebrate turning 8. He’s such a sweet kid and we don’t get to see him nearly as much as we’d like. Everyone is busy and such. Sometimes it’s awkward to go to a kid’s party when you don’t have kids (one’s that are fully baked, anyway) and you wonder if they really care that you’re there when they have all of their friends to play with. That wasn’t the case with him though, he kept coming over to give us hugs and made us feel super glad we went. When the party was over we told him bye and gave him a hug and he started to walk away and then turned around and came back to rub my belly. It was such a sweet gesture and he’s the only one who can get away with it, just sayin’. Really. I want to put an emoji here but I don’t know what emoji represents my serious face.
I saw my other kids this week, as usual, and we made a cute Easter craft. I sometimes am at a loss for what to do with them, as they’ve come to expect that we’re going to make something or play or game, etc. (which I love), because they differ in age so much. From almost 14 down to 3, I worry that the older ones won’t be interested in doing something that might be appropriate for the younger ones. I appreciate that they almost always humor me, whether they really want to or not, and participate in whatever I bring. I cherish this time with them because I know one day (hopefully not too soon) the older ones will be too cool to craft with Aunt Kim.
Bunny magnets
So anyway, on to the most important part of my post: the pups. They went to Paw Spa for a much needed bath last week that was a short-lived reprieve from their stink. I think Soph made it one day before her feet were covered in mud. I’m thinking I’ve done enough painting lately that I should paint her brown to match her sister, who’s probably just as dirty as she is but hides it much better. Yesterday marked three years since one of our previous pups, Pretzel, died. She was such a good girl and I miss her all the time. She and Sansa share so many similarities that I often call Sansa Pretzel by mistake. She was the first to make me a Dog Mom and I’ll never forget her.
I loved the way she would tuck her gowls and show her crooked teeth 😊
Sansa just happened to do the same thing today and Philip got this awesome pic of her. We both died laughing at it 🤣.
Soph was a really great supervisor while we painted the nursery today.
However, she wasn’t so helpful this morning when I was trying to finish up a yoga routine I was working on 🙄
Being camera shy while laying on me 🙄
March 2018
March 2019
I have an exciting week ahead, my friend Michelle is coming to stay with us for a few days, my birthday is next week, and we started a 1000 piece puzzle that I’m totally into.. Good times 🤣 It’s past my bedtime. Too bad you can’t stock up on sleep to have energy when you need it later. Like in about 4 1/2 months...
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