Can’t Keep Up!

Can't Keep Up!

I have like, zero time to update this anymore. Weekends are packed with errands, trying to clean, and visiting family. Weekdays are full of work, coming home to spend time with Evangeline, and then trying to squeeze out what little personal time or time with the husband I can get after she goes to bed (and usually only if she stays asleep!)



It’s amazing how much has changed since Evangeline started sitting up. It’s like it opened up a whole new world for her! She loves trying to get at our laptops or keyboards. Sitting with daddy while he’s playing a game on his laptop is a favorite thing for her. She’s also enjoying story time more, trying to touch the interactive pages and noticing what’s on the pages. It’d all a lot of fun.

She doesn’t babble as much as other babies, which kind of sucks, but when she does… it’s pretty constant until she just… stops. She’s too busy watching us talk to join in, I guess. We engage her plenty.

She does this hilarious tremor/wiggle with a noise, “Unnh!!!” whenever she gets excited. Cracks us up! She loves trying to stand, too.



The husband’s paternal grandparents came down for a visit. It was the first time they’d seen our house. It went well! Everyone loves seeing Evangeline–she’s a fantastic icebreaker, haha. His parents were here, too, so the house was pretty full of people. Eva got a little fussy due to all the chaos, but other than that, she did well.

My mum is coming for a visit soon… we’re both kind of dreading it. I mean, I’m so glad she’s here to be in Eva’s life and everything, but I kind of wish she’d get medicated or at the very least, see a therapist, because she’s becoming progressively hard to deal with. She’s just so… erratic. Oh well. We’re both hoping it will be fine.

It kind of sucks that we’ll have had people here for both three day weekends in the summer, though. We’d intended to try and take a little family trip, but I don’t see that happening now. The husband leaves for Wyoming with his dad on the week of Labor Day in September. We’ll be on our own for a whole week! I remember them discussing the trip forever ago… wow. How are we back here already?

Memorial Day Weekend in PA

Memorial Day Weekend in PA

We were in Pennsylvania for Memorial Day weekend. I was worried about the trip, but it actually went really well. Evangeline handled the car trip like a champ! We left really early so to keep in tune with her nap schedule and everything worked out great. We stopped only one extra time and we made sure to let her stretch and play whenever we did stop.


The weekend wasn’t without its drama, but it was still a good visit. We spent Sunday morning with my dad, his wife, and my grammy Naylor. They made us breakfast–which was delicious–and then we just hung out for a bit. My dad was on 3-11 shift and couldn’t get a switch, so he had to leave for work around 3.

I was really glad that he was a lot more interested and interactive with Eva this time! He had so much fun playing with her. We also found out that his wife has MS and has been misdiagnosed for nearly a decade… yikes. They took her off a bunch of the pills she was on and she was actually pleasant to deal with, which was nice.


We spent a lot of time with the grandparents and Eva really took to both of my grandparents. I was so happy to see them interacting. My grandpa’s sister even came in (she also has MS and has had it for a very long time) to see Eva. I’m really sad that I look like some sort of fat cow in all of these pictures! I’m only 10lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight… I just photograph horribly.

Mum was the wildcard that kind of made the visit way more stressful. First off, she wasn’t even there when we arrived on Saturday. They were at a baseball game. So, they got back on Sunday. She returned way earlier than planned and then got mad when my aunt was there, sigh. My mum really needs to be medicated. Her moods were all over the place the entire time we were there. I still enjoyed seeing her, but it was really stressful trying to deal with her erratic behavior.


I got to see my cousin and her latest baby! He’s only a month older than Evangeline. Their interactions were too cute! I was really glad to see him and to have all of the cousins meet Eva. We tried to get everyone on the couch for a picture, which… kind of worked. It’s hard to get that many kids to sit still. My grandparents house was insanely crowded that day! There were a total of seven kids, and around eight adults. I’m honestly shocked her house can hold that many!

All in all, the visit went well aside from a few hiccups. We managed to cram everything into the few days we were there, except eating at my favorite restaurants! Because I’m from a small town, everything was closed Memorial day. The whole “everything closes by three or five on Sundays” is just a total small town thing that I do not miss at all. We missed out on Hoss’s, so we stopped on the way home… it was tasty!

Going home always reminds me why I left and I’m glad that I’m not there anymore. It sucks that Eva won’t grow up alongside her cousins like I did, but on the flipside, she also won’t be exposed to the close-mindedness, the ignorance, or the small-town mentality I had to combat my entire life. She’ll be a better person for all of it and will get a lot more exposure here, even though that seems odd, given that where we live… but it’s definitely better than the alternative. I wouldn’t be the person I am today if I hadn’t escaped!


Key West 2014

Key West 2014

We went to Key West June 29th through July 6th. It was our last “hurrah” before the baby comes and the last time we’ll be in Key West as just a family of two! Thinking about that was really, really weird. It’s such a hard concept to grasp, just how much is going to change by next year at this time. It makes my head hurt just trying to think about it.


Needless to say, we were amped up and ready to have an awesome time. I was a bit bummed I couldn’t enjoy the local flavors (read: wine–lots and lots of wine), but I had fun eating my way through the place nonetheless. My appetite was beginning to come back and even better, I was branching out and trying things I never thought I’d be able to eat. Suddenly, I’m eating tacos, burgers, and all sorts of things that I’ve turned my nose up before. Clearly, this child favors the husband!


We celebrated our anniversary at our favorite place, as we have done for the past years since getting married in Key West–Pepe’s. It’s an authentic Cuban restaurant with indoor and outdoor seating that also has a Cuban band that plays in the evenings. The in-laws came along with us and were a bit of a buzzkill, but it was a good memory nonetheless. We may have been on an airplane home on our true anniversary date, but in spirit, we were at Pepe’s!


This time, we stayed at the downtown Hyatt location and it was amazing. We were within walking distance to Duval and all the cool stuff we love doing. It was so nice just being able to walk a block to one of our other favorite Key West locations–Mattheessen’s! It’s a locally owned and run ice cream shop that we spent around $80 alone at this trip. ;) In fact, we spent a LOT of money this trip with the excuse that it’s our last chance at really doing so for awhile. So glad we’re financially sound enough to do these things.


The entire trip was a blast. We had so much fun and we felt amazing the entire time. My belly was really starting to show, so I felt a little awkward at times, but I eventually got over it. I’m so glad we had the opportunity to do this! We originally were not going to Key West this year after I found out that I was pregnant. The plan had been to go down in October, during Fantasy Fest, but after the rug was yanked out from beneath us with the sudden pregnancy, that was no longer an option. Not only would it be weird to be pregnant during such a time in Key West, it’s way too close to my due date.

Convinced we needed the trip anyway, the in-laws bought us plane tickets to go with them in July. It was really kind of them. We ended up on different flights and going different ways, but it was all worth it. The husband and I are very good at navigating situations together and the airports were not a problem… except Detroit. We had around eight minutes to get across the airport and onto our next plane. Running while pregnant is a task, let me tell you! Especially when you’ve got your carry-on. Yikes.


Our last day was spent on the Floridays, for a sunset sail. The sunset ended up being cloudy and I bruised my tailbone sitting on the ship, but it was all worth it. It was a great end to a fantastic vacation, even if I couldn’t have any wine! Afterwards, we had a late dinner at Margaritaville, enjoyed some live entertainment, and then went back to the condo. We had to be up at 1am to head towards the Miami airport, though. That Sunday was a long day.


We came home with a lot of awesome memories and some equally awesome stuff. The husband insisted a get a ring from Mel Fisher’s, even though I’d only gone in to grab a chain for the butterfly pendant he’d bought me in Arizona. I have several necklaces and charms from them. We buy one every year we go! This time, I walked away with a very cool and unique looking tax stamp ring. I’m glad the husband pushed me to buy it, as I would have regretted leaving it once we got home. I wear it daily, even though I have issues getting used to rings on my hands! I find I like accessorizing more now that I’m pregnant.

It’s still so hard to fathom that our next actual trip will be as a family of three. We’ll be packing into the car and driving six hours to Pennsylvania to celebrate baby’s first Christmas with my family. It’s their Christmas this year! Should be interesting.

Stupid Cords!

Stupid Cords!

We got back from Key West on Sunday, but unfortunately, I can’t upload or even access any of the pictures without moving them from the card into the laptop, from the laptop onto the external HD, and then from that to this computer. I’ve lost ALL of my cords that connect the camera itself to the PC. So annoying. That post will have to wait. Sigh.

We got to see Mary, the husband’s former coworker and close friend (affectionately called “sister wife” by me) when we got back. She was in town for something else and stayed an extra day to meet us. We met up at Chinese. It was nice to see her again.

I got a certified letter from the second job basically saying I failed to fulfill my quota and was being let go. This contradicts what I was told by my manager, but that’s standard practice for retail. I was planning on quitting soon enough anyway, I’m just mad I didn’t get to do it before they let me go! I’m also a little disappointed I didn’t get to make more use of my discount. Oh well…

I’ve made some big steps as far as preparing for the baby goes since we got home. I’ve set up a consultation with the pediatrician and have us on the waiting list for the daycare of our choice. Given how freaking early I am (I’m not expecting to return to work until March), there shouldn’t be any issues provided we get her the information ASAP once the baby is born. That’s one less thing to worry over. I still need to call and register us for the birthing class/tour at one of the hospitals. There’s also the matter of baby showers and whatever the hell is going on with that. I’m getting so much conflicting information that it’s driving me nuts. I hate stuff like that anyway, it just seems like such a big hassle.

The husband is upstairs toiling away at mudding the dry wall in the baby’s room. He still needs to help me nail down a name. He is a slow thinker, though. I just want to have something to call her other than “the baby.”

He also got his anniversary present of a massive grill before we left, but he didn’t get a chance to use it. We’ve been breaking it in this week! It’s so nice to have a proper grill again, though I’ll miss the tastiness of the tiny charcoal one we’d been using.


Next baby appointment is tomorrow after work. She’s been moving a lot and I can feel her if I place my hand on my stomach. Today was the first time my hand actually moved in response to her movements. It’s still really subtle, but it’s getting more pronounced as time goes on. I’ll be in the third trimester in a few short weeks–it just seems so unreal. Everything feels like it’s speeding by.

Just a quick entry while I have the chance. I really want to get better about making a commitment to chronicle things, especially since everything is going to get crazy hectic once the baby is finally here.

Where does the time go?

The first few weeks I found out, everything seemed to move so slowly. It was as if I were trudging through the thickest pudding imaginable. I was miserable, though, so that probably had a lot to do with it. I kept thinking, “what if this never ends?” Which, in retrospect, probably didn’t help matters any but I really was at the depths of absolute misery. Once someone gave me a light at the end of the tunnel to keep an eye out for (my doctor gave me an estimated date as to when my symptoms would lessen significantly), everything seemed okay. I powered on through those early weeks, continually reminding myself that, “this too, shall pass.” And it did, thank God.

I can eat fairly normally now, though re-learning tastes isn’t fun. A lot of things I used to love are no longer palatable. I’ve discovered that keeping a giant bottle of Tic Tacs or some gum on hand is very helpful in ridding of that awful taste that lingers in my mouth. That helps my appetite a lot. I’ve put on a few pounds now and my belly is definitely showing. I’m so anxious, though. I don’t want to get huge. I keep saying that mantra over and over again in my head and it seems to help me from being too much of an absolute glutton.

We leave for Key West in the morning. It will be the first time I’m flying without the in-laws and just traveling with the husband. I’m not too worried, as he has a bit more experience with airports than I do and there will be less drama between him and his parents. We’ll meet up with the in-laws in Miami and then the drive to Key West begins! I’m nervous about going back through Miami on our return flight, but I’m trying not to obsess over it.

We still haven’t decided on a name. The husband is coming around to the names I’d picked out (because he didn’t have anything to bring to the table, at all.) It’s weird, though. The name I was absolutely in love with if we had a girl just doesn’t seem right somehow. Right before I found out my cousin was having a boy and I began to feel that my own wasn’t a boy as we’d thought (and the husband falsely proved), I had a dream and a name I’d been kicking around just sort of stood out. It was in my dream and that was her name and it was perfect somehow. Which is ridiculous. I’m not wishy-washy in the least and so I cringe even typing that, but it’s the truth. Since then and especially since we found out that it was, in fact, a girl… I’m stuck on that name. I sort of told the husband that yesterday when he told me he’d decided he liked the name he didn’t initially like…

I just say it aloud and it isn’t right, but the other one is. It’s like a choice was made and it’s divine, pregnancy intervention or something. Ha! Again, what is it with pregnancy hormones and that ridiculousness? Even so, it would be so like a child of mine to demand to choose her own name. I wish I could give her the longer version of it, but knowing that she has to be able to spell it in kindergarten and it’s fairly long (1o letters)… it seems wise to go the shorter route. We’ll see, though.

As far as registries, day care, and pediatricians… I’m procrastinating hardcore. I bought some cute outfits, but that’s about it. Oh! I did email the day care and ask what their infant waiting list was like yesterday. Not sure when/if I’ll hear back. If not by the end of vacation, I’ll bite the bullet and call them because I really like this place and would prefer it. I’m planning on calling the pediatrician that my coworker who recently had a baby is using, because she says she’s really awesome and she’s accepting new patients. Thinking about all of this stuff makes me very anxious, however. So, I’m trying to keep it organized without obsessing. We also need to tour hospitals and make a final decision there, but my doctor assured me there was no rush. Have I mentioned how awesome my doctor is? He is. Let’s just hope his plans for my birth and my plans align. We haven’t discussed that yet.

I am finally able to play video games again, which is just amazing after months of being away. It’s very calming for me. It’s also significantly less lonely, as the husband is right next to me and often we’re playing one together. Being holed up in the living room all alone sucked. I keep reminding myself that it’s going to happen again, when I give birth and come home. I’ve pretty much decided that if I’m going to breastfeed, husband and I need to sleep separately and I’ll camp out in the living room with the baby. At least for the first month or so when her schedule is sure to be insane. He can be well-rested so he can function and more importantly, take care of me… which he did during the first part of my pregnancy, so I’m not worried.

It’s dawning on me that we really don’t need anyone else. I always make it a point not to rely on anyone for anything, but there’s always this little nagging need for someone to rely on. I don’t have my parents, my family, and his parents are dealing with their own stuff right now, so they’re not a lot of help (though they do help when they can.) In the end, though… it’s just us. We’re pretty capable of dealing with most of what we get tossed, me especially. I like knowing and not worrying that my husband will be able to fulfill the tasks set out before him by this difficult transition in our lives–in the end, it will be worth it. It’s just going to be hell before we get to that point!

Financially, we should be okay. I’m trying not to worry about the doctor bills, the labor and delivery bills, and the initial baby bills… all the furniture we have to buy. It’s very overwhelming. Everyone keeps telling me I’ll get stuff from family/etc, but they don’t realize that I don’t rely on my family. I can’t. My dad’s side has claimed they’d love to do this and that, but so far, I’ve not seen anything. Again, I don’t want anything from them, either. For me, being independent and taking care of myself is second nature. Relying on other people is very, very dangerous.

I’m hoping when we get back from Key West, the husband will have the gumption to finish the baby’s room. At the very least, I’d like the drywall and mudding to be finished. Also, the loose boards on our back deck need screwed in. He’ll probably do that today when he mows. He’ll also be–hopefully–switching jobs soon, so that will take a lot of stress off of him.

I really need to update this more, but I’m so scatterbrained anymore.