Brief Update

My Princess is growing up!

Well, it has been far too long friends. Life has been so completely crazy. We have moved, and moved and moved again. We are now living in Kennewick, WA. I am going to try and get some updates on here in the next week. Everyone is growing and getting so smart. Life just goes so fast...too fast sometimes.



My crazy little guy! This was his battle cry :)

She is here!!

The little girl I have waited so long for it finally here. Well finally isn't the word, she came a month early. She was a whole 5lbs 9ozs but cute as can be. I can't wait to dress her in cute little clothes and put pig tails in her hair. My luck she will be a tomboy. Well, if she is she will fit in just fine around my house. If you have a little girl, or a little boy for that matter, check out this contest to win free baby leggings
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Arent they the cutest things around?

I am here but not really here

Oh boy, life is such a ride!! 3 years ago I never would have imagined I would be here. We have moved into a nice new house.

I also have been working hard on my body...

Wow, where does the time go?

Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years...gone....whoosh!

Mommas little boy

I'd have 10 more if I could afford them

Locked, Loaded and Lip-glossed

I woke up this morning, showered and dressed, bathed Micah, walked the dog, scooped the cat box, did the dishes, put a load of laundry in, applied my lip gloss, and prepared to run some errands before it got to warm. I did all this and then realized it was only 8:17 a.m. The stores don't even open until 9!!!

The Starburst diet

Not only did he lose 200 lbs, he also shrunk 3 feet!!!

HAPPY FRIDAY

Smile, it's Friday!

GONE...

Sleep

Quick trips to the store, or anywhere

Lazy Saturday mornings

Coffee

Chocolate

Sleep

Clean house

Cocktails

Sleep...

Did I mention sleep?

Boy is he worth it!!!!!

Craziness

Micah Luis was finally born by emergency c-section on 4-9-07. He was 8 lbs 13 ozs and 20 1/2 in long. I am very upset about the c-section but happy he is healthy.

Someone forgot to notify the baby

Yesterday was my official due date. I guess the baby didn't get the memo. I've said that I feel like a camp trailer with legs. I really do! He can't stay in there forever, right?

Thanks a lot!

My 4 yr old neice says the funniest things. Kids are so honest! I was visiting with my brother and sister-in-law last week and she just kept staring at me. She finally spoke up and said:
"Amy, it looks like your shirt is getting to small". I had to laugh and say, "Well, actually its my belly that is getting bigger". She had to think about that for a while.

Craving of the week: Fritos with horseradish sauce- yummy

I crack me up!!!

Now that I am at the end of my pregnancy, all those first term symptoms are coming back. Yesterday I was doing a little shopping and I started to feel HUNGRY. When my stomach gets empty, I get nauseous. That feeling along with the craving for saurkraut forced me to stop at Arby's for a Reuben. As we were waiting in the drive thru, I decided to spit my gum out the window (not something I usually do). I figured it would go into the bushes and no one would step in it. I spit, it stuck, right on one of the big leaves of the bush. It was just staring at me! My shopping companion was talking and staring out the passenger window. I said "Oh look, gum!" and reached out my window, grabbed the gum, and put it back into my mouth. Oh, the look on his face was priceless! It was a mixture of shock and disgust and it was perfect!
Of course it took me most of the ride home to convince him it was my gum to start with!

I love my belly

I love being pregnant! I love not having to worry about my figure. Of course AFTER the fact I may be worried. This pregnancy has been so different from the other two. I think because I am more mature I appreciate all the little things. It seems like such a miracle and I am amazed every day. I'm not so amazed with all the cervix boxing this little guy is doing-I don't remember that.
I am counting down now- 26 days!! I am starting to have trouble shaving my legs, especially the left leg. I have decided to not worry about it and just have them waxed. Of course my big fear is letting the hair grow and then going into labor early. I have this horrible fear of getting caught with really hairy legs- not that the doctors haven't seen worse. I don't know why hairy legs worry me so much when I really have much bigger concerns- like finals, and making it through the end of the quarter. School is really starting to wear on me. I'm thinking about taking some on-line courses next because I won't leave my baby at a babysitters. That is going to be an issue because I have to continue my schooling, I'm so close. I also have to make sure not to stretch myself to thin. I have two boys to think about and with the schedule (or lack of) a newborn, laundry, cooking, and all the other stuff that comes with being a responsible adult...school seems like a little to much.
Well, enough rambling, I need to start getting this wide load dressed. It sometimes takes me a while to get my shoes on. :)

Look at me now!

Not that I was ever the tall, thin super model type, but geez!! I still have 3 months to go!!

A little of this-n- that

I still don't have a computer. Mine got busted up in the move. I am suffering from severe internet withdrawals. Anyway, I thought I would post a few things that have been going on..

As of last night at about 3:10 am, I am dating Brad Pitt. Ever since the whole break-up thing with Jennifer I have been rather disgusted with him. At first I didn't want anything to do with him but his smooth talking finally wore me down. He even gave me his Bank of America debit card to use whenever I need money. He is very sexy, sweet and extremely generous. The best part is I guess he likes fat, pregnant gals.

I have been watching a lot of "The Baby Story" on TLC. I have learned a few things that will come in handy when the time comes.

1. Have my armpits waxed
2. Wear clear deodorant
3. Sleep with makeup on

I have watched several episodes were the mothers were taken to the hospital in the middle of the night with no makeup on, hairy armpits and big white clumps of deodorant under their arms. Oh yeah, a pedicure wouldn't hurt either. I'm hoping to give birth looking like Ms. America. What? Its possible!!!

I found out I am having another boy! I love boys so that makes me soo happy. I am getting excited about bugs and dirt and all the fun little boy things.

That is about it for now. I'm off to see who wants to hire a pregnant lady!

Well, I made it to the land of...Wind

We found a little house and have settled in fairly nicely. I had my first prenatal appt and I have several tests scheduled for the next couple of weeks. Because I am 36, and considered "high risk" they will test for genetic defects. That really makes me worried. It's hard enough to start over again and then to think I may have a "challenged" baby...geez, makes me sick to my stomach...again.

I had forgotten how windy it is here. I guess they don't call it the "Windsurfing capitol" for nothing. It sure isn't Southern California, they don't even have a Target!! I can't help but think I made a mistake coming back here. I know that I will need the support but...

The boys are adjusting slowly, what a shock this has been for them. Nick is already making the wrong kind of friends and I don't know what to do about it. I'm just the dumb old mom don't you know? Oh, the joys of parenting. And to think I am starting all over again! Somebody- smack me-

Good-bye Cali, Hello Hicksville

Oh, I'm not really happy about leaving my beachside life for small town living. The community we live in is like its own little town so it won't be all that different. It's just that you get used to having all the things that a city has to offer at your finger-tips (well, at least within driving distance). It will be best in the long run, more affordable living, closer to my family. I will never be able to afford a house here, its so friggin' expensive. My oldest son really needs some POSITIVE male influence in his life. He is completely bitter and "done" with his father figures, so my father and brothers are the next best thing. His attitude has become dark and he wants so bad to be excepted that he is making the "wrong" kind of friends. I worry about him. I have also been in touch with a church in the area we are moving to. We will start family counseling once we get settled. Although this is not what I planned for our life, we have to make the best of it and make things right. I have made a lot of decisions regarding the way I was living and have made my peace with my past. We are now looking toward the future and if we can actually make it to Oregon in one piece, we will make the most of it!

After a meeting of the minds

And glowing eyes, it was decided! I need a new hair style to start my new chapter. Stay tuned ...

So, my job...

paid good.
Other than that, was a huge headache.
They paid us to put up with their family disfunction. They fight, they curse, they throw punches, they drink, they expose themselves...what more can you say.
Come on, I grew up in a fairly disfunctional family. My father is an Alcoholic (sober 20 yrs). We were never allowed to hit, expose ourselves or belittle others. I work at the circus only they never let do my "famous" backbend.
Now, I am looking for a new job, which sucks. I am actually so relieved that I don't have to work in a place where you wonder every day who is going to explode. I have actually been told "we are fucking up the company" ("we", being all of us in the office). We listen every day to the family fighting which includes, yelling profanities and physical fighting. I have been pushed up against file cabinets and felt up, shown the grandsons freshly pierced penis and then accussed of making moves on the owners husband (who is 74+ yrs old). The only reason I stayed was...2 boys and a good pay check.
At some point you just stop caring and/or performing. It became so much drama just to go to work that I couldn't stand it. I didn't do the best job I could do, I felt like I gave exactly what they treated me like...shit.
This is the first time I can say I left a job feeling bad.
They sucked the life out of me. They are soooo crazy.