I am pregnant. I discovered this interesting bit of shockwave on Monday, after feeling like crud for a week or so and Chelle telling me that she had a dream that I was pregnant. I laughed at her, might have crossed myself and told her to pray it was not so. Then I bought a… Continue reading Drum roll please……..
38 weeks. Someone want to play the intro to the Final Countdown for me? That one and Under Pressure by Queen are practically lodged in my brain. Stupid Music. To try to find something else to fill the empty shell that my pregnant brain has become, I have been spending way to much time (and… Continue reading Don’t read this post. Or rantings of a lady with pregnacy brain or rather the lack of a brain altogether.
It is all crazy. Life can’t be dull and boring for two seconds and I really wish it would at least try. Slept in this morning or more accurately stayed in bed and surfed the news, catching up on the woes of the world. It was blissful to not have to crawl out of bed… Continue reading Space Whale
We have a name! Chantelle:) Arguing about the middle name now, oh well something to live for anyway, right? Chantelle is my middle name, one of them anyway. I am excited to share this name with our sweet baby girl♥. The last month I have felt as though I am already 37 weeks. So, pretty… Continue reading Family
I feel like Garfield today. Fat. In the mood for lasagna. Hating on Monday. I am not orange yet though…… But I do have claws (moo-haha) ******* So mud season is upon us, although my only evidence so far is the trail of mud that keep reappearing ever time I mop the floor. So far… Continue reading Very random bit of nonsense that is, sadly, all TRUE!
January was a long cold month for the state of Maine! Tons of snow, lots of nights below zero and of course there was no traditional January thaw. But we survived it and if I where truly honest I would say it wasn’t half bad! Joff had hernia surgery at the beginning of the month… Continue reading January recap
Sugar makes me sick. Lolly brought me an open Hershey bar and I almost ran crying to the bathroom. Because that is where it is traditionally acceptable to throw up. My kids are so confused. They know my penchant for chocolate and are now convinced that I truly have been abducted and replaced by body snatchers. I want Salt… Continue reading Brace Yourself.