The Countdown is ON!

I have 3 weeks left of work. I work 4 shifts a week, that means 11 shifts, since I worked last night. I can't wait to be done. I know that if I told my doctor honestly how I feel physically at work and afterwards, she would totally put me off, but I just cannot afford it right now, so i am taking it as easy as possible at work, but that is hard, 'cause I am a waitress/bartender and you can't just stop and sit down when you feel shitty. So until then, I do what I can to get thru the nights. And once I am done of work, we can start the countdown to baby Chloe!!

The room is painted! Purple Lace, I love it. Looks really good with the white trim and white furniture. I made the MDF letters for her wall with her name on them. Just need to get the room set up more and I will post some pictures, if I can, it didn't work for me last time...

So it wouldn't be a real post without a little rant, right? The hubs has informed me "he" is hosting a BBQ for his car group friends in 2 weeks. I have several issues with this. 1. we are only starting to build our big dect this weekend coming and i doubt it will be done the next weekend, and if not, then he will be busy with the BBQ and not finishing my damn deck. 2. I am for sure working that night and it sio up to me to find an overnight place for Chelksea to stay. 3. I will be working, like i said, and coming home to drunks camping out in my yard...at 33 weeks pregnant..and then having them tramp through my house at all hours of the night to pee. and finally 4. I have to clean my house in preparation, then after they leave.

***SIGH***

He doesn't see the issue. Of course he doesn't, he's a MAN. He has NO idea how much pain I am in on a daily basis and that is even before any extra stresses on my body, like cleaning a house. he doesn't even care if it's clean for when they come over, but I DO! He also just ASSUMES my mom will take Cheslea that night. Maybe she will, but she also might have plans. Anyway, nothing I can do about it now.

Ok, time to post this and pretend to accomplish something today!

10 more weeks!

I am 30 weeks preggo today! Yikes! Not ready!! But yesterday we bough paint, so that is a step forward! I want to paint RIGHT NOW, but Hubs is mowing the lawn, grrr and I don't dare start it myself. Ugh, I am in a fowl mood for other reasons, my feelings got hurt today over something completely different and not by my hubs, by a friend, so I need to just sign off for now. I just can't stop thinking about it though. *sigh*

Bad Day

Today is bad. First, we got up too early. Then, I realized Chelsea had crapped in her night time pull up. She has "issues" with the pooping. She will only seems to do it in her panties or in her pull up. We were making progress, until the other day, not sure what changed exactly. Anyway, so after I discovered the crappy pull up, we went to sit on the potty/toilet (we alternate). We typically sit for about an hour, then she finally poops, and it's the size of Texas, maybe a little bigger, depending on how long it's been in there. So 2 hours later, she is still screaming (from torture, not pain) and nothing came out. I gave her the benefit of the doubt and let her off, thinking maybe she really didn't need to go. WRONG!!! We came downstairs, ate, watched TV (missed our library group in the meantime) and had an early lunch. Keep in mind I am almost 30 weeks pregnant, and had sat on the ceramic bathroom floor for 2 hours already, so i was looking forward to a nice afternoon nap. We went upstairs for a pee before nap and when she pulled down the panties, guess what I saw?!?!? SHIT!!!! So I was MAD. I made her sit again.....for 2 more hours! Because this time, i knew she had to go....right?? After 2 hours, I had to give up again, cause we had to get to an appointment at 4:15, and we already missed OUR nap and I was PISSED. I really do try to be patient, I really do but COME ON!!!

So we went to our appointment, went for supper and went to pick up a few things. At Walmart, I realized she stunk again. Crapped her pants. WHAT THE FUCK????? So we are home again, she is upstairs with Daddy, who has the patience of a wet noodle, and she is screaming her poor little head off cause she is so tired and wants to just go to bed. What do I do?!?!?

Oh, and I forgot to mention, in the midst of all this, I have puked 5 times today, smashed my very pregnant belly into a huge bedpost and spilled a bottle of water on my carpeted stairs....and got a flat tire.

Seriously??

One Year Later.....

Ok, so it's been a LONG time since I posted here! In fact, I am pregnant now and am actually due one day after the 1 year anniversary of my last post! Did I plan that?!? Uh, no. Irrelevant.

We are fully pee trained here, yippee!! Poop is a whole other issue that I don't care to get into right now. Someday, but not today. I am super tired, I worked a hard 4 hour shift. It's hard standing around doing SFA, you know! 31 more days till I am on Maternity Leave...hoping "they" get my insurance figured out before I am done! Paperwork, ugh.

Well Big Brother 8 is on in a few minutes.... have priorities, you know!

Oh, it's a girl, by the way! Can't wait!