Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Hola, me llamo... belly baby!

Okay, so I've been getting a few friends asking me "Oh, what names do you like?" So, I actually sat down today (had to sit, was doing a nebulizer treatment) and compiled a list. Without further ado, I give you the list of names that I like. Keyword: I. These names are not necessarily on Casey's list (assuming he actually has a list, which I highly doubt. I'd be willing to bet that Valcent, Kobu and a few other Warcraft/EQ characters would be on there, too...btw). So yeah... Here goes.

Julian (yes, it's growing on me)
Jackson (shorten to Jack please)
Lysander (Shakespear reference)
Bowie (it's gaelic, means yellow haired, and I'd be aiming this one for middle name)
Cai (gaelic for rejoice, again middle name choice)

Madison (although, I've been told there was a Madison the cat...)
Hero (from Shakespear "Much Ado about Nothing)Imogen

So there you have it, my big old list. The list increases daily and there are very very VERY FEW that we actually agree on. For now, we are calling the belly baby either belly baby or Casey likes to call it Mua'dib. For a while it was Roscoe, but it's no longer Roscoe because it's too big to be a Roscoe (yes, we've nicknamed something that is less than 2 inches big...we're weird).

I'm open to suggestions, so feel free to throw out some ideas.

Thursday, February 22, 2007

The Name Game...

So, the other day Casey and I were watching "Slither" and I mentioned "Hey, I like the name Nathan." (Nathan Fillion being one of the main actor dudes in the movie, and actually one of our favorite actors. I like to call him Captain Tight Pants.) Casey actually agreed with me on that one!! Shock!! Nathan Stone, we decided, had a pretty nice ring to it. But then we ran into the dillema of middle names. We, after much giggling, decided that we'd go with Nathan Dayspring Akanisan Stone. We're gonna call him Cable for short. HEE HEE HEE.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Ooh! That's nice!

Yesterday evening I went to take a bath. Off went the clothes and that's when I noticed it... My boobs were fuller than they were in the morning when I got dressed. With the exception of one coughing incident that led to puking (cough cough cough, retch, puke... not fun), I've had a pretty good couple of days.

I have also re-learned not to be afraid of eatting food. For a while there I was surviving on toast, crackers, water, ginger ale and the occasional Mac & Cheese (Love the mac & cheese right now, but it MUST BE STAUFFERS!! Seriously, Stauffers = creamy... I should really learn how to make Mac & Cheese from scratch or something because I can't stand the box crap.) and popcorn, I was avoiding food for fear of puking. Last night... FAJITAS! I had a hankering and I made 'em. Tasty tasty tasty.

I've been eatting pretty much anything. Love the dead cow, love popcorn and crackers but anything other than that is pretty much a miss as far as salty tastes go. I'm totally craving sweets. Can't get enough sweets. I must ask hubby to pick me up something sweet to eat. Yes...

SO yeah, that's where we are right now. Thought I'd update you.

Monday, February 19, 2007

My Pet Project

Okay, I feel like it's safe to talk about this now because one of my crazy ideas is actually looking like it's coming to life. Actually, it seems like it's taking on a life of it's own and I get to say "AH HA! I WAS THE CATALYST!! IT WAS MY BRAIN CHILD!!" And then maybe I'll insert an evil giggle or something.

I came up with this great idea for a charity event when the next (and final) Harry Potter book comes out. Now, anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE the Potter books. They're fantastic, imaginative, brilliant and fun. I have bought the past two books the day that they came out and spent the three days following the release digesting each book, shooing my family away because "I WANT TO READ!!!" (Seriously, I would read, eat and sleep until I finished the book.) ANYWAY back to my brilliant idea. My idea is to hold a clothing drive to benefit the local homeless shelter but incorperate it into the book release. SO, we're calling it a House Elf Clothing Drive.

Explanation for all you Non-Harry Potter folks out there. House Elves are magical creatures that do all the house work. If you give a house elf an item of clothing, however, they are set free from their bond to your particular house/family. In one of the books, Hermione creates a sort of club to try and help free house elfs (S.P.E.W. or the Society for the Preservation of Elvish Welfare). So, tying into the book under the guise of S.P.E.W., in association with my friend Jed's Liquid Magazine, we're having a clothing drive on July 20/21 when the new Harry Potter Book, "Deathly Hallows" is released.

And how are we pulling this off? Well, Borders bookstore is allowing us to hold it in their store and then we've kind of grown from there. A local radio station is going to help publicize the event, we're also talking to one of the local television stations, we've also gotten in touch with some people at United Way for help, I've sent out emails and spent hours on the phone attempting ot get and actually getting people to donate items for a raffle that we'd like to have and then I found out just on Saturday evening that the Dork of the Rings guys, who are doing a new spoof, Harvey Putter, are going to not only help us out but they're also offering to actually have their band play!!! HOW FREAKIN' COOL IS THIS?!?!??!!

So yeah, I've got my hands full between school, pregnancy and this... But, I have to say it's for a great cause and I'm loving the idea of helping out the community. It totally gives me a case of the warm and fuzzies.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007


At 7:49AM this morning, I experienced morning sickness for the first time this pregnancy. Yes, I threw up... Now, let the running to the toilet commence. (Thankfully, I am well hydrated and it wasn't as acidic as I thought it was going to be, so I'm slightly relieved.)

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Here Blizzard! Blizzard! Blizzard!

It is cold and snowing and everything is closed. The weird thing is that it is system snow, not lake effect. It's a small, wet, icky snow. I bet it would make it would make a good snowball.

Winter storm warning until Wednesday 7AM and for a county south of us they have a Blizzard Warning until tomorrow morning. Kat emailed me from Indy and said that her work even closed because it was so bad down there. My husband, on the other hand, fretting over the financial woes that a bun in the oven brings, sucked it up and went to work. I found a middle ground, stayed home with Lily and between fielding phone calls from various peoples and entertaining Lily managed to get a decent amount of cleaning done. No puking, either... Just dry heaves. Thus, Casey's thinking that pregnant women can't do laundry (which he said sarcastically) is flawed and I get to kick his ass.

Oh yeah, did I mention that I am managing to make dinner, too? That without the nausea, too.


So, I have been off caffeine for a little over a week. Seriously. No cappuchinos, no coke, dr. pepper, nothing... I think this is a major accomplishment. That, and it's good for the belly baby, too.

Monday, February 12, 2007


It has been a Monday. I went from irritated to meltdown to having a pretty good day and now I'm feeling like I'm going to vomit. Who ever came up with the term morning sickness was full of shite. Then again, I think the real reason they call it morning sickness (still have yet to throw up, knock on wood...dry heaves like nobodies business to the point where Casey is like "Are you okay?" but no actual up-chucking) is because it comes in the morning of your pregnancy as in the beginning. Oooh! I look wise now, don't I?

So yeah, I've been fighting back a wave of nausea for about two hours now, managing to eat half a ravioli. Yep, that's right. Half of one ravioli. Honestly, I don't think I managed that much. I tried and then just couldn't stomach it. What's worse is we made chocolate chip cookies last night and I can't stomach those either. I feel like clutching my stomach, dropping to my knees (preferably in front of the toilet...just in case) and screaming WHY?! WHY NOT CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES!!! They smelled good when they were being baked (as opposed to the popcorn that Casey made... yech, popcorn makes my stomach turn at the moment) so why don't they taste good?

I feel like I've been living on a diet of toast (which I have to go to the bread store tomorrow), crackers, ginger ale and water. And yes, I've been taking my vitamins.

I just feel so... crummy. There were a couple of days there that I didn't feel too horrible and I did the most with them, but now I'm back to feeling "Uggggghhhhhh...." I've been sucking it up and going to work/school but yeah... When I come home I just want to nap or vegitate.

I keep wondering if this is normal? Am I sleeping too much? For the first time on Sunday I actually slept in past 9AM. I can't remember the last time I slept past 9AM on a weekend. It's an odd occurance. But I did... On Sunday I slept all the way to a whopping 11AM. And the only reason I got up was because I had to pee incredibly badly (which, I have noticed a ramping up in the need to go to the bathroom).

I still have a nasty cough and I'm surviving on Halls Cough Drops, Robittussin DM and Vicks Vapor Rub for. I find myself wondering if this was all people had in the days before NyQuil/DayQuil and I'm wondering how the hell people survived their daily routines pre-DayQuil. I'm about ready to call Dr. Ghandi for some kind of pregnancy-kosher prescription, though, because I've been using my inhaler on a daily basis. I have been getting winded very easily and my sinus' are still hurting. Better be safe than sorry, right?

So now I find myself trying to make myself stay up long enough to watch Heroes. I really want to watch it but I find myself wanting to drift off to sleep and I don't think I can hold on. I also don't think I should fight sleep. If my body is telling me to sleep, yeah... I think I'll do that.

I'll keep you all posted, though.

From Irritated to Crazy to Crying in 3.2 seconds.

This morning I woke up and felt icky. Just generally icky. Not morning sickness icky, but icky nonetheless. I had to force myself out of bed (didn't want to get out of bed and don't want to be out of bed now) and then up and did my morning routine. Did the whole bathroom, vitamins, thing, did the internet thing and was starting to feel the wonderful horomones in my body say "Oh yeah, we're gonna make you feel irritated." And there I was, irritated. No reason for it, just irritated.

I decided to try and ignore it, so I continued on my morning things. I went up stairs and got Lily up and dressed, came downstairs poured some cereal for both me and her (fruit loops... yum) and then Lily tells me "Mom, I asked for cheerios." Insert me trying not to send ballistic missles in the direction of my daughter here. I told Lily to please eat the fruit loops or I was going to go crazy and she politely and calmly without saying a word ate her fruit loops. Thank you Lily.

Somewhere in there Casey and I got into it a little bit about me helping Lily get dressed in the morning and I wanted to tell him to just leave me alone, but I just ignored him instead because I didn't want to get into it any further. Five minutes later I realized that he had left and I didn't say goodbye to him so I called him just to say have a good day, I love you, bye. That would be the crazy part.

A couple of minutes later I got on my coat, gloves and hat and started looking for my car keys. Ten minutes go by and I'm still searching for my keys, and I start to panic. Where are my keys? I can't find my keys! They couldn't have just disappeared! Where are they? I call Casey to ask him if he had seen them? Nope. At that point I started crying. Casey tells me to stop what I'm doing, take a deep breath and calm down. Which makes me cry even more. I feel completely ridiculous that I'm crying because I can't find my keys which aids to the whole crying factor. It seemed like a completely cruel circle.

He told me to just calm down and if I was late so what and to drive slowly anyway because the roads were crap (which they were). While I was listening to Casey, I managed to find the spare key for my car. Thankfully, I got Lily to school before mass started so she wasn't horribly late.

I, however, have not been able to find my keys yet. The good news, though, is that I managed to stop crying although I still feel rather emotional. I really don't remember being this emotional with Lily, although that was 7 1/2 years ago and I don't remember too much about my pregnancy other than cravings and stuff. I have decided, though, I could definitely do without the horomones. They just mess you up. Was anyone else quite as crazy as I am??

Friday, February 09, 2007

New Pants

Normally, I love new clothes. Clothes are fun. I have always enjoyed shopping with the exception I was out this one time at this mall in Aurora, IL (I think it was called Fox Valley Mall?) at the age of 8 being dragged around by my mom and cousins the day after Thanksgiving. That is the only shopping experience I absolutely disliked. Not only that, but I didn't get anything out of it. Blah. In any case, I love new clothes.

Yesterday I scored a new pair of black pant for school/work at JC Penney's for $6.97. Yep, that's right, $6.97. Woot to the bargains! I learned long ago to take advantage of bargains, and these were definitely a bargain. The only thing that is somewhat frustrating is that they're about a size too big. They currently fit comfortably with a belt and don't look too horrible when the belt is on, but the truth of the matter is that I wanted some black pants that would last me for a while. Translation: through the pregnancy. I fully intend on still going to school and working when I need to work and for that, I need black pants. So, I am now set.

They don't really work into my bohemian chic pregnancy fashion statement that I want to go for, but they work for the every day necessity that is life and the current weather conditions.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I must go out and clear off my car in my new pants.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

It's 5:46, do you know where your lemmings are?

I find myself awake incredibly (insanely) early this morning. First, Casey's alarm clocks went off about 4:15. Yech. And you know who is the one that has to actually poke him to make him realize that his alarm clocks are actually going off (Seriously, the boy can sleep through 3 seperate alarm clocks going off in 5 minute intervals. I, on the other hand, am up as soon as the first one beeps.).

I am very tired and unfortunately very awake with an extreme craving for orange juice which we don't have. List of things to do today: pick up juice.

I also woke up this morning with an incredibly stuffy nose and that pesky cough is still there. Attention drug people: make something useful! Invent NyQuil/DayQuil for pregnant women! They will thank you! Trust me! I'm going to try and put a call into Dr. Gandhi sometime today because I just seem to be getting more and more miserable and frankly, this whole cold thing just isn't working for me.

I slept through the night last night. Yeah! Happy Jess! I guess the 4:30 Alarm/awakedness is kharma saying "Oh, well, we didn't make your body get up and pee or puke last night, so we'll just make you wake up at 4:30AM and not be able to get back to sleep." I have one thing to say to kharma: YOU SUCK!

Today I plan to be a trooper. Well, first I plan to take some tylenol and THEN I'll be a trooper... And then I'll come home and take a nap. Wait, wait wait! I have to get orange juice first. Ooh! Apple juice! We have apple juice in the fridge! Yeah!

In other news, I managed to eat a hamburger last night. I have not been feeling all that hungry lately (due to the ingestion of post nasal drip) and I'm quite proud that I ate a hamburger. Casey is being very cute and asking me "Do you want any sides? Do you want some fruit? Do you want some salad?" He's all concerned and everything and quite doting. Again, very cute. You may harass him if you so wish.

Other than that, school is going well. Perm smell doesn't agree with me yet, but that's okay. We're working around that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must go and have some breakfast, vitamins and cough syrup.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

walking dead

I barely made it through the morning. I have been dealing with a righteously bad headache since about 9:30AM (it is now 2:50PM) and I tell ya, I feel like utter and total crap. Thankfully, I have been holding down food.

After I pick Lily up, I'm definitely going to take a nap.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Holy Crap it's COLD!

I woke up this morning to -5 degrees and -22 Windchill. It's supposed to get up to an impressive 3 degrees today. Whee fun is all I have to say about that. Too bad chinese food doesn't deliver. They'd make a killing on a ya like today.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Names I Like

Okay, peoples... names that I like. Casey does not necessarily like these names so yeah...

Girls names:
Madison (I've gotten a veto because apparently Madison was a cat)
Natalie (this one we both agree on, although I like Megan better than Natalie)

Boys names:
Matthew (after our sweet baboo)
Benjamin (our sweet baboo's sweet baboo...although, I liked the name prior to him being a sweet baboo)
Will Turner (Lily's suggestion)

My boy's names tend to have an "he's gonna get his ass kicked when he gets to school" thing about them. I do like the name Jack, but Lily says that we can't name the baby Jack because 1)Jack is a cat and 2) Jack is just silly. Note: she's thinking about Captain Jack Sparrow and she recommended Will Turner because she thinks he's cute. She also recommended the name Ethan (which was vetoed several years ago) after a boy the liked in Kindergarden.

I have a sneaky suspicion it's a girl at this point, but it's far too early to tell.

In other news, I continue to be fatigued and I took a 4 hour nap this afternoon. For those of you curious, I am STILL tired. Luckily, no school tomorrow due to the insanely cold windchills (nothing like Wisconsin, but still yucky), so I'll get to sleep in. I'll be happy when this trimester is over.

"The baby made me do it..."

Well, if you didn't already know, your's truly is pregnant. We're about 6 weeks along (according to the first day of my last period) and I'm currently in search of an OB/GYN. I've tried to blog a couple of times about our suspicions and then how we found out, but every time I sat down something would happen for me to get distracted. I have had the attention span of a flea the past few days. I've been thinking about all the things we have to do and on one hand I realize that we have until September, but at the same time it's like "HOLY CRAP! WE'RE HAVING A BABY!"

Casey has been rather calm and collected during the whole thing. I've been the total and complete spaz. He has surprised me, actually. It's a nice surprise, much like the belly baby.

Okay, hormonal notes. I have still been VERY tired. Lots of cat naps on the couch. There were two days, though, that I didn't take a nap at all and I felt quite drained and was in bed by 9:30. I felt old until I was like "Oh yeah, I'm pregnant. I'm allowed to do that." Another thing that has started is the ridiculous mood swings. Those have been going more toward the weepy side, too. For example: I was watching "Shallow Hal" and the one scene when Hal first gets the way he looks at women messed up (for the better), and he gets into the taxi with Brooke Burns. There is an Ivy song playing in the background and for some completely random reason I started tearing up rather badly. Yep, a completely random song in a COMEDY made me CRY. I felt relatively idiotic.

It's like, okay, I know I'm hormonal and I know this is completely stupid but I can't help it. It just happens. No control whatsoever.

SO yeah, that's what's happening in our neck of the woods. Oh, and it's absolutely freezing. They canceled all the schools today because of the windchill being around -20. Low and behold they actually canceled them last night before the Superbowl (CONGRATS COLTS!!).

I'll keep you posted.