Strolling Down Memory Lane

This pic is of me and my hubby on our fourth anniversary. I can truly say that I love him more today than ever before. He and I have grown so close over the last six years since we met. Yes, I would definitely marry him all over again. (Sorry for the cleavage. In pregnancy, it's hard to avoid it, considering how they are preparing to serve their one true purpose and all, Lol.)

May 21, 2009

Just a Glamour Shot (sorry, vanity runs in my family. I got it honest)

In honor of my anniversary, here is a pic of me and my loverboy, May 21, 2005.

St. Louis Zoo Pic (See Mr. Leopard in background) -
see previous post for explanation of St. Louis/Zoo Trip.

Me in my bridesmaids dress, passing time until the wedding began. This was for the wedding I was in on May 23, 2009, for one of my closest pals since college.

Me and the Bride, goofing off (at her wedding).

Me and the Bride (from above), goofing off (at mine!)

Random Life Update

Hi all!

I've been pretty busy lately, so my blogging has suffered.

Dex and I celebrated our fourth anniversary on the 21st of May. We got a babysitter (thank you Jesus!) and went to a great restaurant (because, again, food runs my life), and went to see the newest Terminator flick (which was AWESOME!!). I have watched Terminator 1 and 2 so much that I know the dialogue by heart. I can't wait to own this one. I love superheroes. Plus, Batman as Terminator was great. What a wonderful anniversary this one was (was that a Yoda-ism?).

I was also a bridesmaid for one of my dearest, oldest friends two weekends ago. She was my first roommate in college and we both hated each other when we first met. "What? You mean we have to share?"

It didn't take long for us to become bosom buddies.

I won't mention the bridesmaids dresses (Not very flattering on pregnant women). Wait, was that a mention?

Hubby, daughter and I had a fabulous time while we were in St. Louis. Met a fabulous, Christian couple who was also expecting and had a two year old daughter. They invited us to church and then we all went to the St. Louis Zoo. Had a wonderful time and forged friendships that I believe will be time tested. I will post pics in next post.

Basically, right now I am excited about two things: My book and my baby.

I won't really elaborate on my book, except to say that I am done with revisions (which feels great!).

I find out on Wednesday whether or not I am correct in my assertion that I am having a boy.

Honestly, I don't really care either way, but I am certain that his name is Mathias, which means "gift of God". His life is another testimony of God's grace. So on Wednesday, I'll be sure to post to let you know the outcome. I can't wait to tell every one I told you so. If you know anything about Pentecostals then you'll get me when I say "I feel it in my spirit". Lol.

Off to post pics now.

Photos

I wouldn't be me if I didn't post my pics at least a month late.

So, better late than never, here are a few pics of my family this past Easter. This was also my husbands 33rd birthday. We had just come back from Orlando (Disney World).

Smelling the Roses

Life is a challenge
Not a competition
You can still smell the roses
And be on a mission

This is a quote from an India.Arie song. I adore her. She has a wonderful outlook on life that shines through her music.

The words really mean something to me. I find myself always running around with a goal. People have often told me to stop and smell the roses. I’m always on a mission. This verse is right. You can do both.

This Sunday is Mother’s day and I’m excited. My husband told me last night that he’s taking me out of town this weekend, but he won’t tell me where. I’m pretty sure he’s taking me home. I really want to see my niece get ready for her prom and I’ve been making comments about it. Other than that, I’m not really sure where we’re going.

Here’s to hoping wherever it is, it has a spa.

Whoa is me

Yeah, okay, another whoa is me post. I know how I sound. Pathetic right? But really, you gotta hear this.

So, one night I go to bed as usual (remember, we co-sleep) and since my daughter is older now, she basically sleeps in the middle of us. I had forgotten to get rid of the bed rail that we attached to the bed. On this particular night, I slept in the oddest position that I, of course, don't remember, except for the painful reminder I awoke to the next morning.

The next day, I had an excrutiating pain in my shoulder. Since I am a nerd, I self-diagnosed myself as having shoulder tendinitis, or more specifically an inflamed rotator cuff. If you've ever had tendinitis then you know it's no joke. I dealt with the pain for a few days, but then it became debillitating where my arm was essentially glued to my side (this was last week, btw) so I made an appt with a specialist. By the time the appt time came (a few days after I made the appt), the pain started receding and since I've had tendinitis before, I knew it was probably getting better on it's own and no reason to go the doc.

Now, let me preface my decision to not see the Doc by saying that about a month ago, I went to the ER b/c I had the most severe ear pain I've ever had in my life. My ear was screaming at me and in turn I screamed back. After waiting 5 hours in the ER (by myself b/c hubby was home with our daughter, no way I was taking her to the ER for nothing), I get to the back and see the nurse (I hate this practice, btw; who wants to pay "dr" money to see a nurse?) and he tells me that he's going to give me steroids for it. It wasn't an infection, just fluid behind my ear drum. My whole fam had been sick recently and it's typical with congestion. So I tell the nurse, hold up, look at my chart, I'm pregnant. I am also a chemist so I know there's no way I can take steroids right now (especially in the 1st trimester). He then basically closes the case by saying "Oh, well then you'll have to take some benadryl then and hope for the best". You've got to be kidding me. Five-Hours-In-The-Er.

So....fast foward. If my pain is in fact subsiding, then I see absolutely no need to go the doc for no reason so they can tell me that I can't have the cortisone shot that I so desperately need. And guess what? Hallelujah, pain is really fading. Not all the way gone, mind you, but fading. That was Thursday, last week.

Now, at 10pm on Wednesday of the next week. Said pain returning in same arm. Ow.

Debating on my plan of attack. So far my defense has been icing it down. I just don't want another ER episode, ya know? I can't even take advil. It's an NSAID (which would relieve the inflammation) and is not recommended for pregnancy.

So, like the title of my post. Whoa is me. I need a spa day.