Husbandisms #10?

I can't tell you how happy I am that I will be laughing for the rest of eternity thanks to this husband of mine. 

So it's a bit of a given that I've gained weight, just not exactly where I expected. The thighs and booty have definitely grown and I've gone up two bra sizes. I was complaining to Ty that I was looking squeezed into my shirts, and not because of my growing tummy. He responded, "Ahh, yes. Busty Girl problems?" 

Watching TV, I saw something with Tom Selleck in it.
E: I'm gonna be real with you. I kinda have a crush on Tom Selleck in his younger years.
T: I put Tom Selleck in the same category as Pierce Brosnan
E: Which category is that? "Men-who-can't-sing?"
T: No, "Men who like to wear suits"

Haha naturally. 

"Belly" Pics #2

I'm trying to do better with the blogging since there was such a hiatus at the beginning of the year. We truly haven't been up to much. Ty just had Spring Break which we celebrated by sleeping in every single day. Day Light Savings has ruined us but I think we're finally catching up. We finally got our insurance figured out which was such a relief. 

Ty continues to say hilarious things like, "I really should have encouraged you to wear a bikini while you had the chance," and "You're not really fat, more like... round. Like a penguin." (Ty read this and is worried that people will think he's mean to me. He's not mean to me, all of these comments have been completely in good humor and made me laugh like crazy. Don't send him hate mail.) 

{16 week ultrasound}

As for our little girl, as far as we know, she's doing well. We found out on Feb 26th that we're having a girl. It was amazing to see how much she had grown in 7 weeks from this tiny little jelly bean to a recognizable human being. It was awesome seeing her heart beating and her vertebrae and ribs formed. Her little hands and legs were moving all over the place, she kept flashing gang signs with her right hand and at some point she was sucking on her fingers. She also had the hiccups. So freaking cute. We're already so in love with this girl.

{18 weeks is a boring week}

{19 weeks. Mainly just penguin-like.}

We're so stuck on girl names. We can't agree on anything. We have names that the both of us don't mind but we don't have any that we both LOVE. We have time so I'm not worried. It's been funny though because whenever Ty prays, he blesses our little girl by name. By whatever name he loves at the moment. And I always laugh and he always peeks. This child will have some great reverence examples. Hopefully we can pull it together by the time she's born. Seriously. Worst examples ever.

"Belly" Pics #1

{12 Weeks and feeling disgusting}

{13 Weeks}

{14 Weeks}

{15 Weeks... We were busy}

{16 Weeks. Downright lazy.}

{17 Weeks. Finally showing a little bit. While arching my back.} 

Stay at Home .... Wife?

(Written February 7th)

I'm telling you, it's not all it's cracked up to be.

So I graduated and we knew we wanted to have kids asap and I didn't want to get a teaching position for half the year if I was going to be pregnant and puking my guts out. This is a really hard thing to explain to people because it's none of their business and also because getting pregnant is not something you can plan on. You can hope for it. You can pray for it. But you can't count on it working out when and how you want.

Once the new year started, I started looking for other kinds of jobs. Jobs that could work for just as long as I needed them. I got a job I really love (still in the education field) but with very few hours. And I felt bad that I wasn't using my time as efficiently as I have been for the last 4 years.I felt bad that I was hardly contributing to our family of two.

But then I was sick. So so sick. A sickness that no one can empathize with besides women who have already been pregnant. I thought I had braced myself for this self inflicted torture but no one is truly prepared for it. I couldn't shower anymore. I had to take baths because standing for ten minutes took too much energy. If I did shower, Ty had to help me wash my hair. It's an absolute blur of my bed, the couch, nausea, heartburn, saltines, ginger ales, and changing into clean sweats. I felt bad that the house was dirty, that I never made dinner and that my personal hygiene flew out the window. And here I had all the time in the world and nothing to show for it except for a flat stomach and a positive pregnancy test.

But now, at 13 weeks, I feel so much better. I can eat full meals. I can shower again. I can go to the grocery store without completely crashing afterwards.  I can do the laundry. I can make dinner. I 'm actually gaining weight and getting a little tummy. I feel one thousand times better and I'm appreciating the time that I get to spend at home with Ty.

We are so excited to meet our little nugget come August but we are enjoying the journey on our way. Not a lot of people get this luxury so I'll embrace it while I can.

Husbandisms #whatever

(Written January 14)

So clearly having this baby brings about a lot of discussion.... Like the following-

T: I can't wait for this baby to come out.
E: You know once it's out, we'll never be alone again.
T: well that's true but that's okay. It's a baby!
E: I don't know if we've really thought about this. I mean, sure, I want a baby but when have you ever wanted an eight year old?
T: Never.

T: (singing to the baby) Baby beluga, swimming...
E: ... In the amniotic fluid
T: Is that really the song?
E: What?
T: Oh I know, it's Ray Charles.

E: So you know by week 20 the baby can hear music. You know what that means?
T: What?
E: We'll have to stop listening to Ke$ha
T: But don't you want our baby to be cultured!

First Appointment :)

(Written January 7th)

We had our first appointment on January 7th and I was approximately 9 weeks along. It was very exciting because it was our very first appointment. The doctor put all my fears at ease (especially the kidney stone panic) and answered all of our questions. There are 6 doctors in the practice and I have to see all of them before I deliver because any of them could deliver our babe. I'm hoping that it's this doctor that delivers because he was great but I'm sure I'll like the others too.

The best part though was at the end of our appointment. He said, "Well we're not busy and I don't think anyone's in the room right now so we could do a quick ultrasound if you'd like." Uh. Yes please.

{I know it doesn't look like much but we're sure smitten. The head is on the right, little leg nubs on the left and on the bottom pic the dark spot in the middle is the heart.}

So we got to see an ultrasound of our little jelly bean! We weren't expecting it at all and it was amazing to witness the little heart beating so so fast. I didn't cry, but I almost did. As usual. The nurse told us that once we see the heart beat, there's less than a 5% chance of miscarriage which is extremely comforting. It has definitely been the best part of this pregnancy thus far.

Grajumucation

As of this Friday, December 14th, I will be officially graduated. (Yes, I still get to walk in April) BUT I have done everything that I need to do to say that I have a  Bachelor of Science degree in Mathematics Education. 

ooh. Fancy. 

The last two weeks of student teaching was pure torture on account of the fact that I was burnt out on the whole not getting paid bit. The whole no-finals thing is kind of making up for that. I did have a few .. interesting moments to end that part of my life. 

1. The most awkward of them all. I had a student who really liked me. A male student who really really liked me. To the point that he noticed when I wore new clothes and complimented my hair. (This just makes him  sound gay... I'm trying to emphasize how much attention he paid me but it's not working.) Driving to school on our very last day, I told Jenepher (my teaching partner), "I hope no one tries to hug me. And by 'no one,' I mean 'Sam*'." And try he did. I dismissed the class, everyone leaves. I lean against the counter and turn my head to the back desk to talk to Jen. Then I hear, "Mrs. Gardner" extremely close to me. I turn my head and there he is, with his arms half way around me and about 8 inches from my face. In response, I gradually move my arm up, so as not to touch him (HE WAS THAT CLOSE!) and I go, "High Five!" I hope I never see him again anywhere. 

2. This one was hilarious. I misplaced my calculator which looks exactly like the school calculators so I asked all my students to check their calculators to see if it got mixed up in theirs. I approach two little guys and one of them has the same calculator. I ask him if he checked it and then remembered it was his personal calculator and had his name and phone number in it. So he holds up his calculator so his number is showing and goes, "Take a good look Mrs. Gardner." To which I respond, "Blake*! I'm a married woman!" Him and his little friend were in giggles for the next five minutes. I kid you not. Literally five minutes. I asked them if they were still laughing after those five minutes and the other one goes, "It was SOOO funny!" 

3. This one happened with the twin boys I tutor. One of them was asking me a question but wasn't wording it very well. I told him the answer depended on how he was thinking about it. He said, "Well I'm thinking about it like a 13 year old boy so how am I thinking about it?" I responded, "I have no clue. I've never been one of those." They both burst out laughing and the other twin said, "That's the second funniest thing we've heard all day!" I want to know what the first is. 

If we're to learn anything from these stories, it's that my niche in the humor department is at Junior High boy level? And that I'm happy to be graduated and a little scared of what comes next. Also, that I never got a picture of me in teacher clothes because clearly I'll be wearing sweats for the rest of my life, right Ty? 

Peace and Blessings!

*Names have been changed because I'm not really sure where these stories fall on the confidentiality spectrum.