pregnancy stuff :o)

Now that I'm out to the blogging world, I have to talk about it!

I'm happy to say that as of now, I haven't thrown up once, although that is not to say that I haven't felt queasy most of the time. I was freaking out at first because I had no morning sickness, then my mom told me she didn't with me or my brother either, which made me feel better.

My weird issues:
The dishwasher.

Pure evil. The smell of this haunts me, especially when it's clean or in mid-cycle. I didn't realize this was my personal issue until my dad came over and I appologized for how bad my house smells. I told him our dishwasher must be broken and he said he didn't smell anything. I thought he was being nice until I smelled their dishwasher and it was just as disgusting. Sometimes I feel like the whole house smells like it and let me tell you, it is absolutely the grossest smell ever.

Raw meat.

Almost as gross as the dishwasher. Honestly, I can't really eat meat that is cooked either. I've had a little bit of chicken in the last few weeks, but that's it. Yuck!


I guess that's it. I thought there was more but I guess those 2 things take over my life right now. My head feels awful thinking about both of them!

I'm proud to say that I've only gained 2 pounds so far and I'm 10 weeks. I am actually still in my zone of normal weight, but at the top of it. I don't want to gain more than 1 more pound before 12 weeks. If I do, oh well, but that's my goal. Everyone keeps saying "I bet you'll only carry in your belly," and I totally feel pressure about it! It stresses me out!



Fun pregnancy story:

My sister in law, Rachel, sent me a text today that she had a dream I had a baby boy named Liam. In her dream he was crying and in real life, her baby girl was crying. LOL

The weird part of this is that when she was in her early pregnancy, I had a dream she had a baby girl named Georgia. Weird that we both had names for the baby in our dreams. Hers ended up being a girl for real, so maybe we'll end up with a boy!

it's official...we're a family of 3 plus a dog!

It's official!


We've got a little derby car in the oven. I swear that's what it looks like... a bird's eye view of a derby car. haha

 I'm officially 8 weeks 6 days today. Due date is March 28, 2012. That is 9 days after my birthday and 6 days after Derek's birthday. March = birthday month for us!

On June 16th, I woke up and took a test and there was a super, duper light, barely there second line. I was super excited because it was there and I knew that meant positive! So I got back in bed and didn't wake Derek up because I had a plan for when he woke up. I was going to tell him in a very casual way, "We really need to get that gate fixed so it's by the side door so we don't have to let Soco out the baby's bedroom door." There I sat, waiting for Derek to wake up, very patiently, and ready to catch him off guard when he woke up.

He woke up soon after, and immediately says, "Did you take a test?"

UGH! He totally ruined my way of telling him! haha. I just smiled really big and said, "Maaaybe," and we giggled together and I showed him the test. It was a little scary because it was so very faint, but....

I decided to go a little overboard and take lots of tests! I had just bought a 25 pack and figured, "Why not!?" So almost every morning after that I took a test and the pretty little line got darker and darker. Good job baby!

We've told some people so far. My 2 month old niece was the first one we told while we were babysitting her. Then we told my brother and sister in law:  (1,2,3.. say "Emily's pregnant!)

About a week later we told our parents:

 (I love mom's face! haha!)

Then we told Derek's grandma and started telling our friends. It's starting to feel more real! We were a a little less planned out with everyone else, but it was super fun to capture our families reactions with the pictures.

Our lives are about to change and we're so excited about it!

seven wants

7. I want to rearrange my living room.

6. I want my basement to be finished so I have somewhere else to go. My living room is driving me crazy lately! LOL

5. I want a live in cook for dinner. I'm fine with making breakfast and lunch, but a cook for dinner would be perfection.

4. I want to be done with all of my grad classes. I guess that means I should register for fall, huh?!

3. I want to do something fun that I can take pictures of to make my blog more interesting. hah.

2. I want my husband to have a normal work week. Real bad.

1. I want tomorrow morning to get here!

my calling in life

I'm taking a quick break from the describing myself posts because I had a laugh out loud while by myself moment today. I'll start at the beginning.

I was walking my dog this morning and saw a tiny dog on the other side of the street, so I walked over to look at its collar and hopefully return it to its home. Well, just as I got to the dog, these people walked out of their house. I was relieved that they were coming out because I assumed this was the dog's owners. Nope. They said they knew the owners though and I thought they would bring it back to her (I found out the dog's name was Daisy) home. Well, instead, I had to pick up the pup while holding my dog's leash and walk with the girl who knew exactly where the people lived. Daisy's very diverse family (an African American woman, a white woman, a baby, and a few little girls) didn't know poor little Daisy had gotten out. How would they? Their house was full of people. "Mama," as the eldest woman called the much younger lady in the kitchen, didn't even move from her place and asked me to put Daisy inside for her. So I did and we were on our way.

Well, you might be thinking, this is a strange story of returning a dog. Nope. This isn't the thing that got me to laugh to myself. An even stranger returning a dog story came to my mind.

About a year ago, Derek and I were walking Soco around the neighborhood when we saw a puppy Golden Retriever. This poor puppy was very close to a super busy street, so we went over to it to look at its collar. No address. So we went door to door to ask people if this was their dog and of course no one answered. So we ended up back at the house that the puppy was closest to when we saw it. And there was still no answer to our knocks. So, we went to the backyard to see if there was any evidence of a missing puppy. We saw brand new looking dog bowls and toys and finally a part of the fence that was lifted up just big enough for a puppy to get through.

We decided to knock on the door again before putting the dog in the backyard. There was a car there, so we thought maybe someone was home, but no answer. So we put the dog inside the fence and Derek found a milk crate on the side of the house. He gave it to me to put in front of the lifted part of the fence so hopefully the dog wouldn't get out again. Just as I was creeping through these people's backyard with a milk crate, the homeowner walks out the backdoor.

So I said, "Your dog got out and we're just putting it back," as their dog stands there INSIDE their backyard safely and I'm holding a milkcrate creeping through their backyard on the outside of the fence! He says, "Ummm, ok? Thanks?" Grabs his puppy and goes inside.

Derek and I DIED laughing. It totally looked like we were trying to steal their dog using their milkcrate.

So people, the lesson here is to always put your address and/or phone number on your dog's collar! Of the 4 dogs I've returned to their owners, ONE of them had addresses on their collar! Phone numbers don't always suffice either, because when you're on vacation in California and you find a dog, the owner doesn't always pick up their cell phone for a Michigan phone number. Yep. Learned that the hard way too!

eight fears

Today is supposed to be "Nine Loves" but since I just posted this  a few days ago, I'm going to go on to eight.

Eight fears.

8. I'm not afraid to admit I'm completely afraid of the dark. When I have to go to the bathroom at night, I turn on the little lamp by the bed. If I ever sleepily forget to turn the lamp on, on my way back, I jump onto the bed practically from the bedroom doorway so no killers will grab my ankles as I get into bed. Of course, this would only happen at night.

7. Anything with more than 2 legs.... err actually, anything with more than 4 legs? Or wings. Spiders, centipedes, bees, etc. If it's not supposed to be on my ceiling, in my house, or in my shower, I don't like it! Thank God for my husband and vacuum cleaners! If he's not home, it will usually get sucked into the vacuum where I imagine it dies from fear.

6. Creepy basements. I remember in music class at about 7 years old, my music teacher asked, "What are some reasons we have music?" I promptly raised my hand and said, "To comfort us when we're scared." This is my first realization of embarrassment. My mom had always told me to sing or hum to myself when I was scared, which I would always do when I would go into our basement. Well, the music teacher's mother obviously never told her this method because she looked at me like a weirdo and said something like, "Ummm, ok, any others?" Mortified.

5. Public Speaking. I'd rather..... hmm. I'd just rather not. It's probably the worst fealing in the entire world. I get shakey in voice and body. No matter how much I try to talk myself out of it.

4. Natural waters. You never know what is under there! Sea weed may or may not wrap around your ankles and pull you down. Or a dead person may or may not grab your ankle and pull you down. (Yep. Just realized I must have some kind of ankle grabbing issue.)

3. I'm going to get arrested. Every time I see a cop anywhere, I'm 99% positive they are going to arrest me. I'm not sure what I did, but I feel like I hold my breath every time I see a cop.

2. Everyone around me is going to die in some sort of crazy accident. Yeah, I'm getting deep now. I have this fear every time I hear an ambulance that it's going to get someone I love and something is severely wrong with them. If I don't hear from Derek while he's at work for a while, I immediately think the worst. I think I need therapy.

1. I'll get back to you. I can't think of another. I must have another fear but maybe I'm afraid to admit it? ...lol

10 secrets

I politely stole this from a fellow blogger who always has really fun, great things to say. So of course, I wanted to borrow a great idea!

Ten Secrets:
10. I wish I could get into my classroom even though it's summer vacatation. I have all these great ideas in my head that I want to get out, but I can't get the motivation at home. I can't admit this to anyone because I will surely be laughed at.

9. I'm still in my pajamas. Well halfway. I changed my shirt and washed my car this morning. But it's 1:10 pm and that's my only accomplishment. My pajama shorts prove it.

8. I watch Teen Mom. Yeah and I love it. Ok... I don't just watch it, I even rewatch it. I swear last week, I watched my DVRed episode, then later when Derek got home, I was flipping through the channels and it was on, so I stayed and watched it. D thought it was my first time because he commented on a part of it and I wanted to say what was going to happen next, but I know he'd make me change it if he knew I saw it. Althought I think he secretly likes it too!

7. My poor friend must think I use her. She's a nurse and about 90% of my phone calls and text messages to her have been something about me or someone I know being sick or injured and what her advice is. Hey, she told me not to google those things since google is usually wrong.

6. I am an addict. I think I must say "She's so cute" about 65 times a day about my dog. I can't stop. Everything she does is so cute and weird. I have an obsession and if she didn't weigh 45 lbs, I would carry her in my purse and bring her everywhere with me.


5. I haven't bought a purse in at least a year. Actually, I haven't bought a purse for myself in..... I don't even remember! My fabulous mom makes all my purses and teacher tote bags for me with her beautiful talent! She has just started a website that has about 1 picture on it and prices, but it will be updated soon I hope. I'm so lucky be able to say what I want and she magically produces it! This is one of the totes that I happen to have a picture of:


4. I love clocks. If they weren't so darn expensive, I would have a great clock in every room of my house, probably on every wall. I love the really big clocks with the numbers right on the wall and the hands actually nailed to the wall. Those are awesome.


3. On that note I also love those metalic signs that say "Bathroom" or "Kitchen" or "Laundry Room." I have 2 and I want more!

2. I secretly want to do day 2 of this right after I finish this one because I love this kind of stuff so much!

1. This secret is for me :o) I'll tell ya later! ;o)

2 years ago

August 1, 2009

 I love Derek's face in that one.

 Where he proposed.

Seriously... the funnest night of my life!

I know everyone says this about their wedding, but this was the funnest wedding I've ever been to! I wish I could relive it! And I must admit, I'm not the only one who thinks this about our wedding... our friends are always commenting about how we need to recreate that day.


Two years have flown by! I couldn't imagine my life any other way.  It's amazing to think we've been together for seven years now!

Seven years ago today, Derek and I went to the movies and out for dessert where I ordered a "Thrice of Thrawberry pie." I was mortified that I said that. I knew he was a keeper when he immediately made fun of me rather than pretending he didn't notice my mistake.

He was the first person I held hands with in public, and *gasps* he was taller than me! That never happened before him. Not going to lie- the height thing really got me interested. ;o)

Five years after that first date on our anniversary, we went to the park where he asked me to be his girlfriend back in high school. We always went there on our anniversary. As we were walking, I noticed him crouch down and I thought he was going to throw something at me because I saw something in his hand. So, I turned around and screamed. But as it turns out, he had a ring in his hand and asked me to be his wife.

And the rest is history. I wouldn't rewrite a moment of it. And just think of what's to come!