How many months?

So this last week I have been making myself miserable thinking about how I was only 5 months along and that I will start dreading my long miserable pregnancy any day now... Then I realized that for being college educated I sure am not smart. I recognized on my LONG drive down home that months don't have 5 weeks in them and so that means if I am 25 weeks then I am really 6 MONTHS into this pregnancy. I cannot believe that I have been telling everyone that I am 5 months instead of 6. I think that I will just go by weeks, it is easier to add!

So as I go throughout my days I keep having this thought in the back of my head... YOU NEED TO BLOG. I am taking a ton of pictures and our lives are very busy, but I am lazy! I had no idea that it is so hard to sit at a computer and have one train of thought for 5 minutes. Almost impossible!
But here is a thought.... why is it that I sit around whining about how uncomfortable I am, yet I still have not bought any maternity pants. (I have bought 2 shirts by the way) I hoist my incredibly tight pants up every morning, not being to do them up and then wonder throughout the day how can I be so uncomfortable when I still have so far to go. Seriously I have a problem. I cannot let go of the idea that I might still fit in my prepregnancy clothes if I try hard enough. One day its going to happen, I will be down to my last pair of pants and try as hard as I can and can't get them on. Then what? I am stuck wearing....... No idea because I can't bring myself to buy those pants with the big elastic strip at the top. Someone go shopping with me! I need someone to talk me into them. Every time I go to the store I walk by maternity and keep walking! I can't imagine that I am ready to fit into them, am I?

check this thing out! I was looking at maternity pants online and i saw this. I cannot believe what we will do to keep our pants on!

something tragic happened?

i am not sure how to judge this occurrence at my house. I am still trying to decide if I am justified in the change or if something went terribly wrong.
As you know I sat on the couch with my puking daughter for 3 days straight. After this when she decided to start running around and being 3 again, I couldn't get my butt off of that imprinted cushion! Sitting there did something to my can't hold still motivation. I let my house go, I didn't do anything in my yard, and i whined about how bad I hurt. COME ON! How is it that I feel better after moving continuously for 12 hours a day then when I sit on a padded cushion for that long. Something is so sick and wrong.
It took until Wednesday, when I forced myself to change into vball clothes before i started feeling like myself again. So one vball game later I was on the rampage again!
I have planted a garden, weed eated my yard, mowed half my yard, worked and enjoyed every minute of it. So help me this is absolutely crazzzzy!

food for thought

so food for thought...

How is it that all winter when I did not have a volleyball stuck between my boobs and my hips all I wanted to do was sit and watch tv, blog, and try as hard as I could to do nothing at all?
Now that I have a volleyball you know where I cannot sit still, I cannot focus on watching tv, and when I should be wanting and able to eat crap food I DONT WANT TO!!!

I am not capable of sitting and doing anything, in fact I have to force myself to blog this because I cannot even spend 5 minutes doing this!!

OMG and HELP!!!!!

nesting: To create and settle into a warm and secure refuge.

when I think of someone nesting during pregnancy, I think of someone making their house more organized or redoing rooms, paint, furniture, anything of that sort.

I caught myself nesting today. Yep, me who cannot stand cleaning or laundry or....

On no, don't worry, I didn't actually CLEAN my house. I have been practically living outside trying to clean it! In my head I have been validating myself saying that I am trying to do all of hte yard work before I go back on track, because once I go back to work I will be to tired to do anything. Yeah right. I work 4 hours a day!! No it is nesting!!! Luckily I am not inside doing mundane cleaning and organizing. I have, besides made my little heaven, weed eated? the sidewalk, even though there is no grass growing yet, trimmed all around my house, put up solar lights, weed eated? my weeds next to my house (even though Joe already sprayed them), and my biggest project... CLEAN THE GARAGE
Now for some of you this is no big deal, rearranging a few boxes, or bikes or putting a couple of tools back... My garage is so bad. I spent at least 4 hours just putting things away. No cleaning, no organizing, unless piles on the floor counts, no rearranging things, oh no, just putting things away. And.. I am not finished. Instead of putting our tools away we throw them in a tote. I have this tote to clean out.
I keep denying the nesting bug, but I think I have it. No more excuses! I, Mari, am pregnant and I am nesting. (EWWWWW)

This morning I really felt the baby kick. Before I could feel the movement every once in a while, but this morning it was going on for a long time. I really missed that feeling and can't wait till it happens alot, comfortably. And then.... the ones that really hurt where you feel that the baby is trying to pop that balloon they are living in just to get a little more room!

I am surprised by a thought/feeling that I had this morning. I was doing errands, driving in the car trying to block out Bella's stories, (that is another story in itself), and I felt sad that my pregnancy is half over. I realized that I only had a few more months to be pregnant. What in the world was I thinking? I was honestly sad that it couldn't last longer. Obviously I am not to the point where everything hurts and moving is impossible. But is it possible that I might still feel this way in two months when it is so hot that I will live in the swimming pool with a popsicle in my mouth?
I have crazy dreams at night, really crazy, but I didn't know that pregnacy creates crazy daydreams too!

Ultrasound!!

I still can't tell what they are, but the baby has to be cute! It is mine!!!