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Rekindeling Some Old Flames

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 19:20:00 +0000

Over the past week I've been picking up some old habits. I hadn't realized I had lost them, but they are back...with a vegence.

1. Starbucks- Wow. I didn't realize it had been so long since our last rendezvous. I've missed you, long lost lover. Nevermind that since our departure my caffiene tolerance had gone down, so meeting back up with you kept me up for hours. Several hours past my bedtime.

2. Project Runway- I practically peed my pants when you popped up on my Tivo. You came back like a long lost friend (who hadn't invited me to her wedding) looking for some companionship. Technically we are now only One Degree of Seperation away, since I was almost cart-sided in Target by last years contestant, so I feel close; connected. I know that there is a big elephant in the room between you and Bravo, but I big pink puffy heart you. Our reunion will be short, I cannot follow you to Lifetime: Television for Vaginas. Remember the good times.

3. Kevin James- I am a self-declared chubby chaser. Since meeting back up with Starbucks and the side effects of that, I was able to watch many Tivo'd episodes of King of Queens. Oh you. Your witty banter, your funny jokes. OMG you make me LOL IRL!

Now imagine an evening with all three. Oy to the vey! Sometimes life is too good.

Pregnancy Hormones Will Make You Flip

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 01:49:00 +0000

I'm usually not a willy-nilly flip-flopper, but Kate Gosselin, I'm beginning to turn on you. I didn't think it could happen. I watch and I want more kids. Even my kids are convinced we need more kids. You put up with Mady's breakdowns, cook Organic meals; you even make your own play-doh! But really woman, do you have to speak to Jon that way?

Like I get that you have 8 kids and that will make you crazy-busy, but your ever-patient husband is there to help. And you talk down to him, constantly undermine him and feel it necessary to correct every word out of his mouth.

Don't think it's just me. Read here and here. I mean it's not all bad and at least you are keepin' it real. You work at your marriage, you work hard at your marriage. You work hard at raising eight kids. But sometimes you get a little self-righteous and a little on your high-horse.

I'm putting you on warning, Kate Gosselin. Keep it real. And be nicer to Jon...much nicer.

Week 20-Halfway There

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 17 Jul 2008 17:48:00 +0000

Oh thank God, we're halfway there! While I don't feel like I've been pregnant forEVER (Angelina Jolie, I'm eyeballing you, thanks for finally having your kids. Humanity and the tabloids thank you) I feel like I've known forever. I mean 14 weeks is a long time. My Aunts dog got knocked up and already had her puppies in that time. Bitch. We've been upgraded to Coconut Status this week:

I mean check this out:

Yeah, that's some major bumpage. It's only accentuated when I wear maternity tops...which happen to not be the most flattering fashions this season. Tents that my elephant belly can fit under. Fantastic.

Puke.

But not all baby-related fashion is horrendous. Case in point:

I know, right? I want to die from the cuteness...but good thing I didn't because then I would've missed this. A newborn sleeper with the worlds tiniest pocket. Don't believe me. Look.

Seriously, what fits in that pocket except for drool and spit? Tiniest pocket EVER!

And I could die from the cuteness but we're too busy nesting at Casa De La Toasted. All of us. Normally I would say it's just Caedon's nature and his OCD that makes him line up his shoes, but it wasn't. The entire room looked like this. Legos and crayons organized by color! BY COLOR PEOPLE!!! Shorts, shirts all folded/hung and put away. Sometimes my parenting skills make my mother proud.

After observing Caedon dusting and organizing and folding and steam cleaning and who knows what else in there, Brandon was motivated too. I mean, I thought I didn't know who EMT-Dad was anymore, but this, is almost too much for my pregnant hormones to handle.

A Stranger in My House

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 17 Jul 2008 03:01:00 +0000

EMT-Dad: Have you heard Weezers new song?

Me: No. I don't like Weezer anymore. Sell outs.

E: Well I like and I just downloaded it.

Me:Why would you do a thing like that for?

E: Because I like it.

Me: They sold out after they did The Green Album.

E: Which one?

Me: The one with Island in the Sun.

E: What song is that?

Me: "On an island in the sun We'll be playing and having fun And it makes me feel so fine I can't control my brain Hip hip"

E: Oh yeah, the video with the band and a bunch of monkeys.

Me: Yeah, that's the one.

E: Well I like Pork and Beans.

Me: I think it sucks. I'm old skool Weezer. They sold out with that whole Beverly Hills song crap.

E: Well I happen to like Pork and Beans and I liked Beverly Hills.

Me: I don't even know who you are anymore.

Internet...it's like I'm living with a stranger. The Blue Album is in constant rotation in my car and Surf Wax USA came on and EMT-Dad was all "who's this, I like it". I wanted to push him out of the car. I have so much work to do.

Music Minute

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 07:18:00 +0000

Oh Katy Perry, with your cute little side-swept bangs and little lyrics about cherry lipgloss. (Damn those catchy friggin' lyrics) You will never be the original girl kisser.
Rock on Jill Sobule.

Taking a Look

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 20:13:00 +0000

Every night before I go to bed I write down 5 things I was thankful for that day. Every night. I just jot it down in my planner. It's something I started doing about a year and a half ago. Some days it's something big...a surprise letter from a friend....or something silly...Starbucks white chocolate mocha. I've never told anyone about my list, but I just use it to reflect and go to bed on a good note.

1. What was the best thing that happened in your life this week? Gosh, it's like I can't even remember this week...Oh yeah!! On Monday we found out we're having another BOY! (geez, that happened this week? Feels like ages ago)

2. What did you learn this week that you couldn't have learned otherwise? Sometimes you just have to let go and throw caution to the wind and even the best made plans aren't always meant to work out.

3. Who touched your heart unexpectedly? My co-worker Ryan. I've known him since high school and 5 years ago he had a double lung transplant. He's a total Eeyore but he's my friend.

4. Who went out of their way to make you smile this week? As always, EMT-Dad. If there was a Hall of Fame for expectant fathers he'd take the cake. He should write a book for expectant Dads...A What to Expect when She's Expecting...if you will.

5. What did YOU do to make a difference in someone else’s life? I gave a shoulder to a friend who is expecting her first son within the next month. She's in that homestretch and feeling not-so-sunny in her last month of pregnancy. It happens, your ankles swell, you get big and you waddle. Not all of pregnancy is this amazing miracle of life, some of it's a pain (especially when you've got a herniated umbilical cord/belly button...me not her) but you get passed it and somehow, you want to do it all over again.

6. What did you find out you were good at this week? Not spending money. I'm very good at spending it and only good at not spending it. :)

7. What goal did you make this week? I'm feeling the need to start nesting...and I'm waiting for it to pass.

8. List 5 people who adore you….EMT-Dad, Caedon, Brandon, Shley and my mom

9. List something you are looking forward to….Caedon and I are looking forward to his lunchbox being delivered on Monday.

10. What’s the yummiest thing you had to eat in the last 24 hours? I made dry-rub ribs and macaroni and cheese yesterday and it was sooooo good.

So I have this friend...

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 10 Jul 2008 20:58:00 +0000

It's not really one of those stories, I really do have a friend and it's not code for "it's me but I'm not telling you it's me" because, Hello, I admitted to watching Tori and Dean and if I'm willing to admit that, then there's really not much else I can hold back.
****Edited at the end*****
So I have this friend who is leaving for Law School on Saturday. In two days. And he has this dog. Spike was not allowed into Law School. (I know, Elle Woods but not Spike? Who the hell is running this joint?) He needed a good home. I happen to have one of those (a good home, that is)

Could you say no to that face?

***Edit** We went for a visit with Spike and no go. He was a little aggressive with the boys. Any move they made, he flipped out. My friend had found a home for him and there was kids in that home and my friend thinks that maybe they freaked Spike out because he's never been agitated by kids before. The only time he was tolerant of them was if they were feeding him treats and having them feed him 2lbs of treats daily isn't really ideal.

When we left Caedon was lobbying pretty hard for a fish.

Oh, How You Taunt and Tease Me!!

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 21:42:00 +0000

You see that list, looking all innocent and inconspicuous in the car? Trying to blend in with the other mayhem? What it's really doing is taunting me. Teasing me. REMINDING me that the inevitable is upon us...Yes, Caedon will start Kindergarten in a month. I can't stop it. The big one is coming.

Ultrasound

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Mon, 07 Jul 2008 23:24:00 +0000

EMT-Dad had a very hard time making out anything the ultra-sonographer was showing us.

Me: Is that the top of the head.
Sono: Yes, it looks good.
EMT-Dad: Where?
Me: Awww...is that the profile?
Sono: Yes, and can you see the little arm and hand?
Me: Oh, yes!
EMT-Dad: What?
Shley and Denise: Spinal Cord!
Sono: Yup, it looks really good.
Me: Foot! Feet! Ahhhh!!
Sono: Oh yes, blocking the crotch. No wonder you feel so much kicking! Look at the size of those feet.
EMT-Dad: Feet? Where?
Sono: Those feet are blocking the crotch, I can't see the gender.
EMT-Dad: I can't see anything.
Me: If I roll over would that help?
Sono: Sure, let's see what happens.
EMT-Dad: THERE'S A PENIS!!!

He couldn't tell the foot from the head from the hands but I'll be damned that he didn't miss that penis.

So friends, we are having another boy.

Our Three Sons!!!!

A long weekend

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 07:58:00 +0000

I'm like a bird,
I'll only fly away.
I don't know where my home is,
I don't know where my soul is.
~Nelly Furtado

We were out of town from Friday until today in Prescott and Phoenix. It's a long story with some photos, tears, fears and humidity hair. We need to decompress from the weekend over some enchiladas and plan out our next plan.

Sometimes closure comes from unexpected places and you don't go looking for it, it just comes. But the peace that follows is...indescribable at this point.

I'll post more later.

If you love something...set it free

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 20:27:00 +0000

Guess what made it's way back home? The pool.

Yesterday I came home from my hair appointment and there (yes, over there....no to your left, you got it) on the side of the house, being inconspicuous (as inconspicuous as a neon inflatable pool can be) behind the trash was the pool. Wha what?

Fully inflated.

I had deflated it the night before it was "borrowed" and it came back fully-flated. That is one magic pool, man.

Pregnancy Does Weird Things To You

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 03:00:00 +0000

Because why else would I sit and watch Tori and Dean: Home Sweet Hollywood...
and like it?

My pre-pregnancy self would have kicked my pregnant self in the ass for that.
And I would have deserved it.

What's blue, green, purple and ghetto all over?

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 18:02:00 +0000

What's blue, green, purple and ghetto all over?
Originally uploaded by Trysha@Toasted

And now it's gone. We had this pool all of two weeks and on Saturday between the hours of 1 and 2:30 in the afternoon someone jumped the back wall and took off with the pool. Yeah, just gone.

Honestly, who would steal from a 4 and 5 year old?

Stay Klassy, Las Cruces.

Well that makes it worth it

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Sat, 28 Jun 2008 11:09:00 +0000

Just don't look at the price tag. I don't think I can justify $150 for something to carry my kids crap in. A positive, the changing pad is included. Amen for that.

Name Game

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 16:31:00 +0000

My name is out there, no?

So I've had a couple of comments on my last post regarding Baby Names and I thought I'd help along since I've had questions regarding how the whole name would fit together.

Middle Names: EMT-Dad is named after his grandfather and we used the name for Brandon's middle name. Augustino was his grandpa and EMT-Dad is Augustine. And we used EMT-Dad's middle name for Caedon's middle name.

If we have a girl, we decided her middle name would be my grandma's name, Louisa or Louise (if it fits better). EMT-Dad's grandma's name has already been used several times on his side of the family.
My grandma's middle name is Petra, who was her great-grandma from Italy, Petrita. My great-grandma was Stella...and that would work well too...hmmmmmmm....

Last Name: We're hispanic, so our last name isn't something as easy as Walker...or even Hernandez, Martinez or Gonzales. Our last name is Carrasco. I've never heard anyone on EMT-Dad's side of the family roll the r, which is probably an okay thing since with the double r's it would be a long roll.

I'm not sure I'd go with Hunter. I think I might end up with a Jonah. (And no love for Shayne? If I took out the 'y' would you like it then? Maybe...even to humor me?)
There's really not a male family member on my side of the family that I'd name a son after or use as a middle name. Male names on my side are pretty bland; James, Phillip, Robert.

For Your Consideration

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 10:06:00 +0000

In a week and a half I have my ultrasound scheduled. Finally the pressing question will be answered: Blue or Pink? I haven't bought one thing for this kid. Nothing, nada. With a probable move coming up, I want as little to move as possible. With Caedon we faced the whole, how-can-he-have-so-much-stuff-and-he-isn't-even-born-yet move.

But on to things other than my lack of baby-stuff hoarding: NAMES!

Naming the first kid is easy...the second one is a little tougher because you want something that goes along with the first. The third...well...we don't want to be rhyming parents, but the names have to sound cohesive. So no Caedon, Brandon and...Landon. No Brandon, Caedon and...Aiden. Ya dig?

Here's our top contenders:

BOYS:

Hunter- Brandon was thisclose to being a Hunter.

Jonah-EMT-Dad's pick. I'm not sure I'm so hot on it, but it is growing on me.

Shayne- I like Shayne. I think it's a strong name. My best friends brother is named Shayne and I've always liked the name.

GIRLS:

Ava- Over the last couple of weeks this name has been swirling around my head and I find myself liking it more and more.

Cheyenne-EMT-Dad loves this name and the first two times around we've had some heated debates over Laila vs. Cheyenne. I shy away from Cheyenne because I have a cousin named Cheyenne.

Laila-I've had this name on reserve for quite a while. I love love love this name.

Dear Angelina,

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Wed, 25 Jun 2008 06:01:00 +0000

Can you please have your twins so we can get on with our lives?

Like, I get it. You're insanely hot and 19 months pregnant. Really, you have been pregnant FOR-EVER. Now please, go pop out those kids. Do it for all humanity.

Thanks

Exposaroonie Challenge

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 06:01:00 +0000

This weeks Exposaroonie challenge is color. Bright, bold, vivid color! It's been a while since I've picked up the camera, so yesterday after Brandon got out of the pool, I snapped this one of him eating a push-pop at the table.

I like how the contrast of the dark table and chair and his tan make the colors around his mouth and the popsicle pop. I could probably find a better suited picture for the challenge if I looked around for one, but for me, I think this is it. I dunno, yet. I'll probably wait around until Thursday and then miss the deadline completely.

Edited: I did submit this one. I'm just too wiped out and have a lot going on this week, so I won't be able to go photo hunting.

On The Affairs of My Appetite

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 20:25:00 +0000

I've noticed some changes recently in my diet. Nothing intentional, but brought on by pregnancy as sometimes these things often are. With Caedon, I suddenly switched from a green chile goddess to absolutely no spicy/hot nothing. I swear I had fettuccine alfredo for a month straight when I was pregnant with him. With Brandon, the hotter the better. I would down Frank's Red Hot and have chili cheese fries for breakfast.

This time I'm somewhere in the middle. But what I've found is I've lost my fondness for...animal. It was brought to my attention last week when EMT-Dad pointed out that I've been eating more salads and vegetables.
"Dude, what's wrong with you?"
"It's called pregnancy, it happens sometimes. You see when a man and a woman..."
"No smart-ass. I haven't seen you wolf down a steak in almost 2 weeks."
"Really? I dunno."

And so it went all last week too. No meat. I've had pregnancy aversions before, but never like this. And to be honest, I'm kinda not missing the animal protein on my plate. I've replaced wolfing down cow with wolfing down edamame and chickpeas. God, the chickpeas!! Straight out of the can, rinsed. I've been popping them like a pill-popper pops...well...pills. Except I don't think anyone ever died of a chickpea overdose. I could be wrong though.

Some Friday MeMe/TheyThey Action

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Fri, 20 Jun 2008 18:07:00 +0000

Kate tagged me for a "Fives Meme". Caedon is here with me, so I'll have him do his part too.

The rules:

1. Post the rules of the game at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post, the player then tags five people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they've been tagged and asking them to read the player’s blog.
4. Let the person who tagged you know when you've posted your answer.

What were you doing five years ago?
Um..I was 22, had just had Caedon and had just found out I was pregnant with Brandon. We were living in Mesa, AZ and EMT-Dad's sister had moved from Detroit with us for the summer with her two kids. It was not a high point.

Caedon: I was being born'd.

EMT-Dad: I was 27, I was an accounting clerk for Chase Bank. I was getting serious about a career in EMS.

What are five things on your to-do list for today?
1. Make a hair appointment (I've been putting it off)
2. Send a check to pay off the pre-school. (Yeah, the pre-school we pulled the kids out of in February, still havent' paid them off. I think they call that procrastination.
3. Make a weekly menu. We are going to do the 21-Day Cleanse. Oprah did it, why can't I?
4. Get some work done at some point of the day.
5. I should call for Caedon's shots so they can be updated for him to start school in 6 weeks.

Caedon:
1. Coloring Pictures
2. Going swimming in the pool
3. Going for a ride in the car
4. Watching a movie
5. Eating dinner (Something yummy and great)

EMT-Dad:
1. Kick the buddy off the couch and out of the house
2. Clean the cars
3. Get the bed frame over to Good-will.
4. Get my vaccination at work
5. Nurse my sunburn. I think I'm going to be hurting tomorrow.

What are five snacks you enjoy?
1. Yogurt
2. Bagel Crisps, garlic flavor
3. Cucumbers with hummus
4. Bomb Pops (the red, white and blue popsicles. You know the ones)
5. Special K Blueberry bars

Caedon:
1. Lightening McQueen Fruit Snacks
2. Popcorn
3. Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Granola Bars
4. Jello...just the red. We have green and blue, but I like the red
5. Pretzels

EMT-Dad
1. Pears
2. Peaches
3. Almonds
4. Green Chile and Chips
5. Peanut M&M's

What five things would you do if you were a billionaire?

1. Donations to St. Jude, local food banks, Red Cross, orphanages, battered woman shelter and Thomas J. Pappas school in Phoenix (the school for homeless kids)
2. Buy houses in Arizona, California, Jamaica, Cabo maybe?
3. Travel
4. Go to school without worrying about time, student loans or required curriculum
5. Enjoy my kids!

Caedon:
(like in my piggy bank? I can't get the money out of my piggy bank. I tried flipping it over and shaking it, but nothing came out)
1. Color
2. Watch a movie
3. Go swimming
That's all he had for that one. I asked if there was any toys he wanted and he said nope. "I already have a lot of toys."

EMT-Dad
1. Travel the world
2. Sit at home and do nothing and hang out with the family
3. At home gym
4. Visit historical monuments
5. Not quit my job...just cut back my hours

What are five of your bad habits?
1. Hitting the snooze button.
2. Leaving my pj's in a pile in the bathroom when I'm in a hurry.
3. Taking up the whole bed at night
4. Not answering my phone or returning messages.
5. Sodas

Caedon:
no I want to tell you about my favorite pet.
my favorite pet is a fish.

EMT-Dad: (I would like to say that I only came up with the first one. He came up with the rest)
1. Leaving the cabinet doors open
2. Not putting the food away
3. Not listening
4. Overspending
5. Over indulging.

What are five places you have lived?
1. Las Cruces, NM
2. Mesa, AZ
3. Chandler, AZ
4.

Caedon: Oh, I love to live. And I love it live in this house becuase it's purrrrfecto.
1.

EMT-Dad wanted in on this action:
1. San Deigo, CA
2. Oceanside, CA (Camp Pendelton)
3. Jacksonville, NC (Camp Lejune)
4. Orlando, Fl (his mom's parents)
5. Oceanside, CA (Camp Pendelton)
6. Detroit, MI
7. Woodhaven, MI
8. Carlsbad, NM (His Dad's Parents)
9. Las Cruces, NM
10. Lincoln Park, MI
11. Mesa, AZ
12, Chandler, AZ
13. Las Cruces, NM

What are five jobs you've had?
1. Escrow Assistant
2. Assistant to a real estate agent
3. Office bad-ass for a real estate appraiser
4. Waitress at Native New Yorker (in Gilbert, AZ), Hooters (Ahwatukee, AZ), Outback Steakhouse (Las Cruces, NM)
5. Mom, the most important one

Caedon: Always I like to do something that I like to do.
1. Clean my room
2. Brush my teeth
3. Watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in my room

EMT-Dad:
1. EMT (obviously)
2. Waiter
3. Bartender
4. Construction
5. Accounting Clerk

Five people I tag:
Melissa
Ashley
Wishcake
Emily Pie

Don't Mess With My Lunch

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 18:27:00 +0000

Yes, I'm fully aware of the sodium count in my frozen lunch. Now, please pass me the salt before I punch you in the throat, sez the angry pregnant woman.

So I've had this on my mind...

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 19 Jun 2008 17:05:00 +0000

First things: Pregnancy is going good besides yesterdays shocking news that if I'm having a girl, I'm also helping form her ovaries and eggs and now I'm responsible for not only growing my own child, but my future grandchildren. Yeah, I'm still trying to get a grip in that. Weird.

Ultrasound is scheduled for...July 7th! As soon as I know, you'll know. Pinky Swear!!!

And now on...
Last night it was brought to my attention that a few years back (about 3 or 4) at a wedding for EMT-Dad's friend, I made the comment of "I don't need him." His friends circled the wagons and prepared for a witch trial. Seriously.
Now I remember making the comment. I was having an A&B conversation with someone and we were talking about how he met this girl in Brazil and how he was totally in love with her and couldn't wait to be back in Brazil with her, blah, blah, blah. So we were talking about the ins and outs of love, relationships and marriage. My comment was "I know what you mean. I don't need (EMT-Dad) but I want him. I want him in my life. I love the life we have and I want more and more of that."
Somebody walked by and all they heard was "I don't need him." Next thing you know, it's completely taken out of context, a sweeping assumption is made and I'm turned into a finger-waving man-hater.
I'm angry. It was never brought to my attention, no on confronted me about it. I don't like confrontation (because I hate when it turns into an emotional, name-calling, voice-raising debate vs. a conversation between two adults) but I'm straight-forward.
What makes me more angry is that EMT-Dad never told me about it. Maybe he figured it was water under the bridge or just a misunderstanding (which it was) but he never asked me about it. He says he defended me, but how can you defend me when you don't even know what I said?
I'm not sure if I should be angry about this any longer or just let it go since it's been so long. We haven't seen any of these friends since the wedding (even the couple who got married) but I don't want to be remembered as the mouthy bitch who EMT-Dad's with.

And why? And why do people think that it's so fucking heroic that a father sticks around after the baby is born? Like the dad is doing some big favor to the mom. What the hell? Have we gotten so used to single parents that two parents in a house is so unheard of? Are dad's that disposable?

Just some rants on my mind.

If this doesn't blow your mind...Pregnancy-Week 16

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 16:30:00 +0000

From my weekly Parents e-newsletter.

My Baby
If you're having a girl, millions of eggs are forming in her ovaries right now -- your future grandchildren!

I'm 27 and I'm supposed to be thinking about how right now my body is not only creating my child but also helping create my future GRANDCHILDREN?!?!

Biology is so fucking weird, dude.

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Thu, 12 Jun 2008 22:01:00 +0000

I have some family coming into town tonight. We're supposed to have a "family dinner" tomorrow night.

I tried to get out of it by saying it was mayonnaise sandwich night at our house.

I don't think they bought it. Damn

Pregnancy-Week 15

noreply@blogger.com (Trysha) — Wed, 11 Jun 2008 20:07:00 +0000

When I first found out I was pregnant, I had visions (of grandeur) that each week I could write about what that week of pregnancy held for me and the transformation our family was going through.

Then I puked and went to bed.

My first email update showed my little fetus the size of a peppercorn...we've been upgraded to lemon status. Oh a little peppercorn, I thought. Can you imagine our little peppercorn will someday grow into that...a lemon, a watermelon sized fetus, a 4 year old. Dude, it's a lot to get your head around and this isn't even my first rodeo.

I imagined writing about the changes I was going through; my belly popping out further than my boobs, overwhelming nausea, exhaustion and emotional breakdowns. But not just me, the other Senors in my house too. EMT-Dad, Caedon and Brandon. Of course EMT-Dad is excited, but he's feeling the crunch of finishing up Paramedic school and getting settled (moving?) even before Caedon starts school (sidenote: in Prescott, where it's more than likely possible we will end up, school starts on August 4th. Yup, I need to put on my big girl panties and start dealing with this shit, pronto). EMT-Dad is trying to get all of this done so we can be settled so he can start nesting. Yes, he nests. Caedon is more pre-occupied with starting school and his new school and new class and new friends. We talk about the baby, but he considers Brandon his baby and this baby will be Brandon's baby. Brandon is not taking his promotion to big brother lightly, either. Caedon has been amazing with/to Brandon, so maybe Brandon feels that he's got some big shoes to fill. He's all over this baby like I am rice krispy treats.

All in all, this has been an amazing pregnancy for our family. I had an appointment with my OBi-Wan Kenobi yesterday and all is good. I'm scheduled for an ultrasound on July 7th. Then I will either take the rest of the day to go shopping, or head back to work and spend the evening sorting through what we've got. (Follow?)