Happy Halloween from ...

The hospital!  And no, we still don't have a baby boy yet.  But yep, I'm back.  And have been since late Friday night.  Thankfully the Lord answered our prayers and held this off until the Mister was back from being out of town.  He's been traveling for the past 6 weeks to Chicago, Mon - Fri and we have had everyone praying that C waited until his daddy was back in town permanently to make his entrance in the world.  And what happens?  The NIGHT the Mister is home for good from his travelling stint, my blood pressure spikes to 145/105 and decides to stay there.  God is good and answers praryers.  Can-I-getta-amen?  SO, at about 11:45, we made the call and decided to go into labor and delivery.  They were pretty concerned about my BP levels as well and decided to keep me overnight.  Which has now turned into keeping me, more than likely, until C gets here.  Woo. hoo.  Can you tell I'm less than thrilled?  But I am glad I'm in a place where they can keep an eye on me and C and make sure everyone looks okay.  On one hand, my doctor might decide that enough is enough and induce me on Wednesday when I am officially full term and on the other, she could decide she wants to get me to 38/39 weeks and I'll have to stay in the hospital for the next 1 1/2 to 2 weeks.  Given the fact that C is measuring a week ahead and his belly and head are measuring 2 weeks ahead, I'm hoping it's the first option.  My doctor is off tomorrow so I won't see her until Tuesday and then I'm sure we'll know a little more at that point.  SO, until then, it looks like I'll be spending this Halloween in the hospital.  The first time in my life I haven't been at my mom's Halloween party and gone trick or treating with my little brother and sister.  I was pretty bummed about it however, thank GOODNESS I have a momma that comes in and does things like this ...

That's right.  She decorated my hospital room.  She came in and surprised me this morning with the decorations, the Candy Corn hat I'm wearing, a little tin full of candy and some Halloween cupcakes and the beautiful fall mum flower arrangement.  Absolutely made my day.

So, Happy Halloween from my hospital "home" to yours ... I hope you have a SPOOKTACULAR evening!!!

I'm At A Lost............

I just finished a novel called "The Romantics" by Galt Niederhoffer. I'm not going to spoil the ending but I actually went into it expecting the worst. Why? Because lately it seems happy endings aren't really happy endings anymore. I know, I sound like someone in desperate need of a hug; but when you look at society today and how they put their wants and needs above others you soon realize that someone is going to have their heart broken as the other person journeys down the road of self-discovery. I have this song stuck in my head by Brooke Fraser off her new album Flags, it called "Who Are We Fooling?" I listen to the words and the intensity of the situation being conveyed and can't help but think of all the people who can sing along to the song as if it was their life's bio. But the sad thing is that it doesn't have to be. If we just take our time...actually act like adults and weigh the pros and cons to every situation; if we did what was right instead of what "we felt like doing" at that moment than we would have less hearts to mend. We would have fewer people breaking hearts (if that makes sense). Hurt people in turn hurt people (someone who has been hurt only knows pain, so in turn they hurt someone else). We need to be honest with ourselves and put the other person first. When we do that, we will have less broken marriages, affairs, domestic abuse issues, etc. because we for once weren’t selfish.

Until then, the happy endings will be reserved to fairy tales and cheesy movies. Why can't we actually stay in a marriage even when the trials we face in it will provide healthy growth down the line? Why can't we talk to our spouse instead of the coworker who seems to "understand" at convenient times? Why do we expect something different from the person who was exactly that way they were when you met them? Is it fair to want them to change when they have remained consistent and you remained in denial? Most importantly, when will we stop blaming it on love and call it what it really is: lust. Lust isn’t forever; it is a temporary high, a drug that we eventually grow tired of or find a way to up the dosage. I think that at the rate divorces are happening that we should change the vows to “for better or for worst, in sickness or in health or until I tire of you.”

…….. Maybe I’m wrong, or maybe I’m right and it hurts that I finally said it out loud. Perfect way to find out if you are in love or in lust: 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (NIV): “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” If you can say that you are striving towards this daily; you are closer to love than you think. If you can’t check off 1 thing on the list, then you might want to evaluate your relationship and/or intentions…..Be blessed.

On a Serious Note

Everyone knows that my blog is usually lighthearted, funny and maybe slightly retarded. Not today.

I found out yesterday that a friend is seriously sick and in the hospital. He's more of an aquaintance to me, I've hung around with him a few times, but he's very close to some people that I care about. He's a super fun guy, and always willing to help out, and it makes me sad.

This is something one of my friends found and is posting around Facebook to keep everyone believing. I hope you enjoy it.

Stay strong Shaun. We're all pulling for you.

Thoughtless Thursday: Whining Warning

Disclaimer:  I promise, I KNOW how lucky we are to have a healthy baby, that I've made it to 36 weeks and that things, besides the high blood pressure, have gone pretty smoothly until now.  I know this, I'm thankful for this and I don't take this for granted.

That being said ...

I'm done being pregnant.  Don't get me wrong, I DO want this little man to stay put, grow some more and continue to develop.  But at the same time?  I'm (as in mentally and physically) done.  Every day I think surely I feel bigger, more uncomfortable.  Every day I think "Surely, since the heat is gone, I shouldn't be hot and sweating in my own house".  Every day I think "SURELY my face can't look any chubbier than it did the day before and my feet and ankles couldn't be more "one" with each other".  And every day?  Pregnancy laughs at me.  I mean CANKLES.  I'm sorry, did I say cankles?  I meant cackles.  Sorry.  Pregnancy on the brain.  Literally.

Let's talk about the dreams I've been having.  This morning, because I didn't sleep so well, I took a nap and during this little hour long siesta I dreamt that I had a baby boy, however my current baby was still ... in the womb.  In this dream I asked my mom "Can YOU see the baby in the crib?  The one I've been feeding and rocking and burping for the last few days (apparently there was time for days to pass during this one hour dream)?" and her response was "Um, Katie we might need to look into getting you some help ... " and then I woke up.  And the other night?  I dreamt that I found fox babies.  Yes, fox babies, as in baby foxes (foxi?  foxen?) however they looked like Falcor from the Neverending Story but baby sized.  And I wanted SO badly to rescue them in the dream, but I was, of course, pregnant and afraid they were going to bite me and give me rabies.  And I believe I've already told y'all about the "breastfeeding the baby with teeth that could speak full sentences but was newborn sized."  At first, these were hilarious, however NOW?  They just creep me out.  And let's not GET me started on sleeping.  These days, I can't even fall asleep before 1 am and can't sleep later than 8 am of which, during this period of  "sleep", I wake up at LEAST 5 times to pee.  At one point, I went 3 times within a 45 minute period.  And if I'm not peeing?  I'm adjusting my gigantor belly, flinging it from side to side, stuffing pillows under it and propping myself up so I don't feel little man creeping up into my chest and hindering my breathing process.  So like I said.  I'm done.  And I almost WAS technically "done" on Tuesday afternoon ...

Remember how I said we had a doctor's appointment?  Well everything went great, little man looks great measuring 6 lbs 12 oz and growing right on schedule.  Then, when we went to check my BP, it was 130/100.  Great.  Back to Labor & Delivery for me, however this time my doctor tells me that if it didn't go back down that we might have to DELIVER me.  Two days ago!  Luckily, once I got into the hospital room my BP was more than normal, it was actually under the range it needed to be in, so they sent me home after 2 hours.  But for a crazy bit, I thought we might meet little man on Tuesday!  So, as of now, I'm home on bed rest, being a good girl and resting.  I have an appointment to check my blood pressure this morning and we're HOPING it will be a good reading again.  Then maybe, just MAYBE my mom will be able to drive me to a much needed mani/pedi appointment to get my claws nails back to a reasonable length so I don't scratch my sweet little boy whenever he arrives.

Now, onto the "Thoughtless" part of this "Thoughtless Thursdsay".  In the meantime, while waiting for my pregnancy to actually BE done, this little guy is the BEST bedrest partner EVER.

{Momma, I's sweepy, I's kan't stays up tilz 1 in da murnin'.}

Oh how I love him.  Now, YOUR turn!  Grab my button, post your random pictures and come back here and link up so we can all see what you posted!!!

Random SoHo Pics....

 

A couple of months ago, me and my friend Bee were in SoHo doing what we do best: walking around, lol . I just found these pics on her Blog. I love my girl Bee! It sucks that we haven't been able to hang out as much as we used to now that I'm back in school and starting a new job; but her Bee-Day is coming up so I will definitely see her then. I have to say, she is one of those friends who tells you like it is; and for that I will always keep her on my team. Friends like that are 1 in a million.

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Halloween Baby Shower!

Now that I've officially blabbed on about our radical Rangers and bodacious Bears (let's not talk about the Cowboys, mmmk?) I can't WAIT to tell you about shower!  First off, if you know me at all you know that I am OB-SESSED with holidays.  As in, when October rolls around I turn into an 8 year old.  Obsessing over decorations, costumes, family time, holiday parties, themed menus and MORE!   And it all starts with October.  Halloween.  The first big decorating event in my house.  And even MORE so I love holiday themed parties!  I've always wanted to have a holiday themed shower and for C's last shower, I got one!  The invitation stated that the shower was to be "Halloween Couture" attire and then an award would be given to the most creative costume.  So, per usual, I'll just SHOW you the Halloween spookyness that was my shower, bwahahahahahaha ...

{the adorable table decor}

{my momma and I, the clown and the pregnant greek goddess ... pregnant with Zeus I guess?}

{the dessert table with an amazing pumpkin cake and Halloween cupcakes!}

{my Mamaw, the cutest kitty ever!}

{me & my cousin Jenny - also a cute kitty!}

{the two hostesses with the mostestest!}

{another shot of the desert table ...}

{ADORABLE personalized fuzzy navels (I took 2 home for after C arrives)}

{Fulmer Frog Eye Brew!}

{more shots of the cute table!}

{mom and her two besties/the hostesses!}

{adorable friends!}

{the clown costume my grandma made ME that I wore when I was 2, my mom brought it for C to wear either next year or the year after!}

{my mom gave me a frame with a picture just like this one in it along with the costume!}

{sweet, soft bunny with C's name embroidered}

{another cute little embroidered bag with C's name on it!}

{little sherpa-lined crocs!}

{more of my MOH's handy work - the sign that will go with the stuffed animal heads that will go on the wall}

{my mom was the winner of the costume contest!}

{me and my frousin (friend + cousin = frousin)}

{Casey and I basically started trick or treating together in the womb}

{I have really hot friends.}

{the cute little kitties at the party.} 

The party was a BLAST and this little boy has everything he ever could want.  I'm afraid, after he gets here, I'm going to have to turn this blog into a "baby fashion show" and change this kids clothes 8 times a day (which I've been told I'll have to do anyways due to spit up) and post pictures of each outfit change ... but I will say, that NOW that all the showers are over little man is WELCOME to come any time after next Wednesday (when he's 37 weeks and full term) especially considering the fact that he's measuring almost 2 weeks ahead.  We have another appointment tomorrow along with a sono (the perk of having high BP, I get a sono every week!) which will result in more info about our little man!

One more part of the shower that, unfortunately wasn't able to be a part of the actual shower due to UPS not following through with their promise to deliver by Saturday, was my stepmom's amazing gift!  I promised her I'd take pictures of the DARLING packaging and of the gift to include in my "Halloween shower" post!

{the adorable box she decorated that the gift came in!}

{a Petunia Picklebottom diaper bag!  I can't WAIT to use this!  Now I can still be stylin' while being a boy momma!}

And that sums up my Halloween shower!  It was SUCH a fun idea and SUCH a "me" idea.  HOORAY for holidays!!!



Comments

Heyooo to all that actually read my blog! (Aka my sister, her friends, Mo, and a few random friends of mine.)

I've noticed that barely anyone leaves me comments anymore... And it makes me sad. I want comments! I'm not fishing for compliments here. I don't mean you have to write and tell me how good my blog is. I already know (hah). But I LOVE to hear people's opinions on the subject at hand... love what I wrote or hate it.

I also take suggestions about what I should write about. Nicole told me I should blog about hot hockey players and that is by FAR my most visited page of all time. I promise not to hog all the glory.

That is all.

Thank you and enjoy your evening.

Shower Post Bumped.

"Why?"  You ask?  Well, because HOLY FREAKIN' COW THE TEXAS RANGERS ARE GOING TO THE WORLD SERIES!

I figured that merited at least ONE full blog post.

Now let me start by saying that I admit, I'm a fair weather fan.  I told the Mister Friday night that baseball is my least favorite sport to watch on TV and my most favorite sport to watch live and football is the same way but flip flopped (like it on TV, not as much of a fan of it live).  But MAN am I glad I watched Friday night.  I actually teared up.  And I barely ever watch the Rangers.  Unlike one of my best friends who L-O-V-E-S the Rangers and, of course, the minute she and her husband (who is an even BIGGER fan) move to Taiwan, they go to the World Series.  They were watching from Taiwan on Friday (Saturday morning for them) and both were messes of tears.  And did I mention that I have a major crush on Josh Hamilton?  Cause I do.  SW-OON.  Especially after his shout out to Jesus on Friday night.  Stud.  Straight stud.  Don't worry, I'm pretty sure the Mister shares the same sentiment.

So my hat (Ranger's baseball cap to be specific) is off to you Rangers.  Now LET'S GO WIN THE WORLD SERIES!!!

And last but not least, HOW 'BOUT THEM BAYLOR BEARS!?!?  We're officially RANKED and are bowl bound!  First the Rangers make it to the World Series THEN the Bears make it to a bowl!?!?  What a great sports weekend!!!  So I had to proudly sport (and show off since I was put on bedrest two days we were supposed to go to the Baylor/Tech game) ...

My friend, Ellen, made me this shirt.  She designed the iron on bling and put it on this maternity tank.  Even though I wasn't able to ever wear it out of the house, I'm SURE I'll be able to wear it with Fulmer baby number two so it will be saved for future use ...

Sooooo, LET'S GO RANGERS and SIC 'EM BEARS!!!

CSN Stores

Have any of y'all had the opportunity to check out CSN Stores?  I've gotten several items for many of their different stores now and have been nothing but thrilled with my results!  Whether you're looking for personalized items, cute accessories for your pet or even bar furniture, this site will meet all your shopping needs and more.

And why am I babbling on about CSN?  Because they've offered to let me review another fantastic product on their site, that's why.  I'm not sure what I'm going to pick but I CAN tell you that I'm more than positive I will have nothing but good things to say about it.

I hope you're all having a great weekend!

PART of the Nursery ...

Per my usual procrastinating ways, the nursery is anything but done.  And my current situation doesn'tsomuch lend itself to remedying that problem.  HOWEVER, we do, FINALLY, have one of the most important components ...

We have the CRIB!  So at least I know, if C decides to make his debut before I'm induced on the 17th, that he has a place to sleep.  Phew.  Now we're just waiting on the glider and the nursery furniture will be complete!  As soon as the Mister gets home tonight (yes, he's been out of town all week) we're going to put a plan together just in case little man decides to make himself known earlier.  Like, packing a bag, making sure all the essentials are set up (swing, bouncer, diapers where they need to be, etc.) and having a plan in place in case he decides to surprise us all and come early.  I'm not going to lie though, I kind of envision it happening (and secretly kind of hope because it's freaking hilarious) something like this ...

Sorry it was a bit long, but it is without a doubt, one of my all-time favorite Lucy episodes.

Besides that, happy weekends all, I get to get OUT OF THE HOUSE and I COULDN'T. BE. MORE. PUMPED.  Two weeks down, three to go.  WAHOO.

Changes....

Starting Monday, I will be an empoyee of Dolce & Gabbana Corporate!!!!!! I am so excited and so blessed that I can't even begin to express myself. I am going to miss my co-workers at my former job but I'm so excited to see what the next level has for me!

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Golfing with Dreams Take Flight

As I was leaving work one sunny Friday afternoon my friend Elise texted me that she was in Langley working at a golf tournament and that I should come help her. We'd had so many fun times in the past volunteering at charity tournaments that I just had to come help.

I showed up to find that the tournament was for Dreams Take Flight, the organization I'd volunteered for selling beer at BC Place a few months prior.

The next surprise was that we were doing our old standard: "Chipping for Charity." You paid money for golf balls then had to chip them into a Vancouver 24 Hours newspaper bin. This game is fun because I get to use the best catch phrase ever: "You gotta get it up before you can get it in!" The only thing missing was the free Vodka we used to get when we volunteered for Sammy J's.

We worked for a few hours, and then it was time to take down the tents and have dinner. We didn't have dinner tickets, but her boss and his friend had to leave so we got theirs. The only thing better than food, is FREE food! The dinner was average... golf course food. But the speeches were super inspirational and made us cry.

Inside the clubhouse they were doing a silent auction, so I bid on, and won, a prize. It had a couple bottles of champagne, crystal water glasses, a rice cooker, sushi plates, and hand painted serving plates. So pretty much I'm all set up for when I eventually fly the coop from my parent's place. On the way out a guy gave me another prize: a car safety kit. I really made out well for a random Friday.

Jo-ho-ho and a Bottle of Rum

In July I met up with a boy for some brunch at Milestones (Mmm my fave). The morning went pretty well, we seemed to get along, he was kinda cute, lived in his own appartment, had a truck. He did say one thing I thought was weird though: he didn't have a passport... and, didn't plan on getting one... Because, why would anyone want to leave BC? As someone that loves to travel, and just randomly pop down to the states for a shopping day, I found this perplexing.

After brunch we decided to head out to Abby for some mini golf action. On the way he threw on some country music. Bold move. After talking for a bit more he dropped a bomb on me: "I grew up in a Jehovah's Witness household." Hmmm... grew up in, does that mean he got out of it? And then he mentioned that he's never celebrated a holiday. No Christmas, no birthdays, no Thanksgiving. He's been living away from home for years, so he'd definitely had a chance to do so if he wanted to. Soooo... guess he still IS a Joho. LOVELY.

Mini golf went ok. But, I was finding myself checking out the guy that was playing on the hole behind us. Probably not a good sign.

We left the date saying that we'd talk soon.

I never heard from him.

Untillllll.... a random text about a month later. It went something like: "Hey remember me, the guy you went out with. What's new?"

At this point I can only assume he'd met someone else he liked better, it didn't work out, and now he wants a chance with me.

I wrote back that it was random that he was texting me a month later. He wrote back something like: "Well I never heard from you either so I was scared to message you. Maybe we could grab a drink sometime?"

So I wrote: "Well you're the guy. And you message me after a month? Maybe next time don't be such a pussy."

And that was THAT.

Thoughtless Thursday: Baby Halloween Costumes

So, obviously this year our little man won't be sporting a costume (I guess technically he's wearing "me" as a costume?) since he won't have made his debut yet, but IF he were ...

{yes, the baby's body goes in that sock.  precious.}

{both found here}

{found here}

CUTENESS. OVERLOAD.

Also, did I mention my last shower is on Sunday and it's a Halloween-themed shower where everyone (if they want) comes dressed up!  I will wait until I have pictures to unveil what I'm going as.  I will give you a hint.  I'm going to be a "pregnant ________ "  Shocker huh?

So now it's time for ...

and for all of you to play along!  Add whatever random photo you'd like, grab my button, post your TT post and come back here and link up!  I can't wait to see what you've posted!!!

Worst Song of ALL Time

AOL's Radio Blog recently released a list of the 1oo Worst Songs Ever

Some of them I have to agree with, such as:

Mambo Number 5
Butterfly by Crazytown
Lady In Red (Although Kristie loves this one)
Shaggy's It Wasn't Me
The always classic I Touch Myself
Will Smith's Wild Wild West
Achy Breaky Heart (PS - Thanks for unleashing you whore daughter on the world)

Some I love:

Escape (The Pina Colada Song)
Breakfast at Tiffany's
I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)
Everybody (Backstreet's Back)
Afternoon Delight (Hell-o, Anchorman!)
The Spice Girl's classic, Wannabe

And some are guilty pleaseures:

Summer Girls by LFO,
Sometimes When We Touch by Dan Hill
I'll Be There For You -Friends Theme (So what if I clap along ever time?)
MMMBop (ba de ba dop ba do wop, do be op a do wop, beep ba dop a doo whoa whoa)

The song that was declared number one, and for good reasoning, was (It's Time to) Beat dat Beat by none other than the Jersey Shore's resident DJ: Pauly D. It features such gems of lyrical mastery as: "Being a guido's a way of life. I don't represent all Italians, I represent myself. I started this whole GTL's - Gym, Tan, Laundry. And... You have to stay fresh to dance."

Don't believe me how bad it is? Experience it for yourself:



AOL missed something, though. I came across a song while watching "Video on Trial" the other day that far, far surpasses the shittiness of all these songs. Perhaps even put together. You may have to shield your eyes, but please take a listen to the WORST song of all time, hands down, Sneaker Night by Vanessa Hudgens:



I'm sorry. So, so sorry.

One Month From Today ...

I will be on my way to becoming a mom.  HOLY. FREAK OUT.

(Or maybe even before if this giant baby makes an appearance on his own)

It's really real now friends.

Little BIG Man Updates & Pics ...

So one benefit of the high blood pressure bidness is that I get to have weekly sonograms to make sure little man is doing okay.  And when I say little, I don't MEAN little.  I mean huge.  He was measuring 6 lbs 5 oz today!  Um, my best friend's baby, little sweet P, was born at 6 lbs 3 oz, only ONE week early.

{That's me holding little P about 18 months ago, the day she was born.  As in, I have a baby.  In my stomach.  As in, the one I'm holding in this picture.  HOLY. SCHNYKIES.} 

And C still has a good 4 weeks of growin' to go.  The Mister actually said "Are we sure this is our kid?" today.  I mean seriously.  We are not big people friends.  I'm no more than 5' 3" and he's about 5' 9".  Seriously, where did this kid come from?  But I'm so happy he's big and SO happy he's looking so great!  They did a test today that he had 10 points total he could score.  And my boy scored ALL. 10.  2 points were for seeing evidence that he was using his lungs (breathing in and out), 2 points for a certain amount of movement in a certain amount of time, 2 points for a good amount of amniotic fluid, 2 points for showing that he was growing and 2 points for doing well on his NST (fetal non stress test)!  And 10 it was!  And here's the most fun part of the day, the pictures!  The first picture is evidence that the little man has HAIR!  I know the whole "if you have heartburn the baby has hair" thing is a myth, but in my case it was true!  NEVER in my life have I had heartburn, but with this baby?  Tons.  So, without further adieu, here's our little guy as of late ...

{Little spikes of hair!}

{Sweet little face with his hand next to it, laying on his side.}

{Touching his toes.  Must get that from his daddy.  Momma is NOT flexible, as in yoga is not my friend}

{Another picture of his sweet face, from last week, same position, laying on his side}


And I'll have MORE next week!  CAN. NOT. WAIT!!!  In mommy news, I'm doing great, my BP was good when I went in and she's restricted my bed rest a LITTLE bit (as in let me go to an event that I was REALLY sad about missing this weekend) so this is one ECSTATIC momma!  And last but not least, we HAVE a date (if little man doesn't decide to come on his own first), November 17th we'll be inducing to bring little C into the world.  He would be 39 weeks at that point and my doctor doesn't think it makes any sense, given that I've had the high BP, to try and wait it out until he comes.  SO we will have a baby in this house in exactly 4 weeks from this Wednesday!  EEK!!!  SO freaked out excited!!!

In other DWTS news, I wanted to kick Len in the huevos last night.  Seriously, a 5 for Kyle & Lacey!?!?  Please.  Straight ridiculous.  Pffftttttt on you Len!  And that's all I have to say about that.  Happy Tuesday everyone!