Not Nice!

SO I was supposed to have an interview this past Wednesday at a very cute Christian bookstore. I was so excited! Images of being able to pay bills and saving money for baby Logan were dancing through my head! However, these pretty images were not meant to be. I had an interview with the same store in January but never heard anthing back. When they called me last Friday for a second interview I was thrilled. Wednesday approaches and I get a call stating that my interview for the day has been cancelled because the position has been filled. Fair and right? I think not. I know life isn't fair but why when its being unfair does it then have to kick you straight in the teeth?

The Ever Expanding Belly

I keep getting requests to show my belly because people think that pregnant bellies are cute- I think that also but not on myself! I feel like I am a lot bigger than I should be! Here's what I look like now at almost 20 weeks!
P.S. We have a middle name! The baby's name will be/is (?) Logan James Waller- I know the middle name is soooo shocking but I am so happy he has a whole name!

It's Really in There

Every time I go to the midwife I am asked, "have you felt your baby move yet?" And every time I almost cry and say no. My midwife, sweet lady she is tells me that's okay most first time mothers don't feel things right away. I still feel like a bad mother (already!) no matter what she says. But as of today I am a bad mother no more (at least for the time being)! I felt little Logan move this morning and there wasn't any mistaking it! It as magical to say the least, but also the strangest thing. I have known I was pregnant, obviously, I was in awe at the ultra sound but only know do I truly feel like there's really somehin in there! I've known but its different when you can actually feel it! You would think all of the doctors apointments and ever expanding belly would make it more real and it does but nothing prepares for the actual feeling!

Our Newest Addition

While all who read this know we are expecting a little boy this July, we decided to do something special for the little guy. First we would like to announce that our baby's name will be Logan... middle name to come. I know the anonymous commenter mentioned it but the funny thing is is that we have been considering that name for about two months! It was like a sign I think! Anyway, we wanted to do something for little Logan so we went to Build-A-Bear workshop tonight and made him his very own customized bear! It was so much fun! Although I have been through the whole experience before (I have my own bear...sometimes I forget how old I am!) it was Mike's first time. He does not get as revved up as I do about such things cuz he's a boy, but he had fun none the less!

Our Bears Birth Certificate



They had an Aggie shirt all the way up here! It was meant to be! We couldn't resist. We named the bear Scout. we were in a naming mood!

It's a Boy!

The first picture is the frontal view of his face. The second and third picture are profiles of the face. I didn't put the "boy" picture up, because I'm not sure how appropriate it is!

Finally the day is here! We got up this morning- before dawn I was not a happy camper about that- but we had to go see what kind of baby we were having! We are having da da da...a boy! We are so excited and now we can finally know what to buy! As soon as the technician put the thingy on my belly there it was! Apparently this boy has no shame already! Mike is over the moon, because even though he originally tried to deny it he wanted a boy! Now all that's left is agreeing on a name. Pray for us!

Ace of Cakes...more like Dunce

So...yeah. I got bored a couple of days ago and in my pregnancy mindedness (yes its a real term..I just invented it) I wanted chocolate. BUT in my laziness I didn't want to go anywhere so I started lookin in my cookbooks. I shoulda known better! I found this recipe for chocolate pound cake. I have never made a pound cake- I buy the kind Sara Lee makes that comes out of the aluminum pan. I figured it would make a small loaf pans worth of cake and thats just what I "needed" to calm the craving. The recipe said a tube pan, I have never heard of such a pan, but I figured a loaf pan would achieve the same result. I was wrong. Apparently that means a bundt pan- why can't it just say that? Plus bundt is a fun word to say hehe. The loaf pan is fine- however, you need about six of them to use ALL of the batter. Also I know why it is called pound cake- it has literally one pound of butter! My arteries clogged just mixing it! After digging out all the four pans that I thought would work, two loaf pans, and two heart pans, I had to bake the blob that weighed about six pounds, as it then became known, for almost two hours because of the high elevation. So after wanting the chocolate so bad, it was already 11:00 at night and the cake(s) were still hot. So we have had pound cake everyday now for almost four days. So forgetting, because I think the baby is sucking all my brain cells out, about the catastrophe that created a mountain of dishes and wasted hours of time, today I thought I would make a real cake out of the two heart cakes left over. I needed frosting. Again, too lazy to go buy some Duncan Hines, I thought I could make some. The recipe seemed easier than the cake so I thought why not? I made the frosting, no hitches, but they left out some directions. Of course. You must let said frosting cool dramatically. It was thin but I thought why not just pour it on the cake? Hahahahaha....because it will take over! This cake is out of control and so sweet that it makes your two front teeth literally hurt! I think I will stick to box cakes and maybe just get off my big butt the next time and go buy the Sara Lee pound cake that you thaw and pop out of the aluminum. There's a reason why it has been around for so many years and people still buy it!

Boy or Girl?

One more day............. YAY...................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boy or Girl?

2 days......

Boy or Girl?

3 days......

Boy or Girl?

4 1/2 days and counting.....

Yay!

Yay! We finally have internet!!! But boo because I still have to wait seven more days before we find out if the baby is a boy or a girl and I'm tired of waiting! We went to the doctor last week- who by the way is the cutest little british lady ever (I want to put her in my pocket and take her home) only to find out that yet again we are unable to see our baby!!! Don't we have the right to see our own child? Isn't the puking and the exhaustion worth a peek or something? We did get to hear the heartbeat again though, a sound I never get tired of hearing and after the cute lady squished my stomach around and made me have to pee, everything seems to be going well. Wednesday we went to a meet the midwives seminar (the british lady is a midwife) to find out more information about midwives and we got to take a tour of the hospital. The maternity ward is very nice- they just built it about six months ago so its beautiful. I was excited and then realized the next time I would be there in those rooms I would probably be in the most intense and awful pain of my life. HHmmmm...puts it all in perspective! :)I also found it disturbing that there is a mirror in the delivery room. Upon leaving said room I informed my very mortified husband (they showed a movie, and it showed, well, everything) that under no circmstances that the mirror would be allowed in the room at any time and to be prepared to cover it with whatever was availabe upon entrance. He informed me that he already had it covered and noticed that the mirror had wheels and could be turned around- he was already planning on taking care of it for me. If I ever doubted that this man was my one and only soul mate all doubts went away when he informed me of this plan immediatly upon walking into the room. We are truly meant for each other. It's amazing how something so small can totally make you love someone so much more!

On the up side of life, Mike has taken almost all of his training tests and passed with 90% and more (thank the Lord cuz if he failed we moved for nothing!) all kidding aside, I knew he would do well. He works so hard at everything he does! Anyway, I am very proud of him. The job market is pretty stinky here but I have been subbing for a pre school. And after a day with those kiddos I am exhausted.