Early Paranioa

So, for the last couple of days I have noticed some swelling in my feet, and I laughed about my early "kankles", but then I started to get paranoid! It seems very early to be swollen, what if there's something wrong? So, to put my mind at ease I called the doctor yesterday and she said that I needed to come in to rule out toxemia. So what did I do - of course, I googled toxemia. BIG MISTAKE. I didn't even click on the in depth answer because of what the brief said. . .so I made myself crazy all day thinking of all the terrible things that could go wrong.

And then I got to the doctor, and she told me (in a very endearing way), "well, I hate to tell you this, but you're probably going to be one of those women who swells up like a baloon during pregnancy." GREAT. There are no signs of anything being wrong - no toxemia- and I am SO thankful there's nothing wrong with the blueberry. Beware, I may be puffy the next 5 months or so! I'm going to really watch my salt intake and make reminders at work to get up and walk around every couple of hours, and hopefully that will help! YIKES! I'm also going to work on a pregnancy resolution to not freak out at the little things!

I don't know why this makes me laugh every time, but it does!

Pink or blue bubble mower?

The bubble mower has been a large topic of conversation in my house since my brother Kyle was born. His idol was our Uncle John, who is a landscape architect and lived with us, and he would pull up every day after work with his truck full of mowers and other tools, and my brother would wait. . .all day he'd sit outside with his bubble mower making a noise like it was real, going up and down our front yard. . .every day. His bubble mower wasn't red anymore, it turned white from all the hours in the sun. I'll try to find a picture of him in his little OP short shorts out there, mowing away, and post it. This topic comes up nearly everytime I see my brother (he doesn't like it when we talk about his imaginary friend that mowed with him), but now the question is. . . .

Will we be buying a pink or a blue bubble mower for the blueberry??? Stay tuned, on MAY 21 (if the blueberry cooperates!) we'll find out!!!

A priceless video

Back in February, we decided to tell my family that we were having a kiddo when we went out to dinner to celebrate my Dad's birthday. Andrew had the idea to order him a custom Chargers jersey with "Grandpa" on the back, with the number of his very favorite player, Igor Olshansky. So we bought this jersey and the day before our dinner the Chargers let Igor go. You'll see they have absolutely NO idea that I'm pregnant, and they are too busy laughing at us for buying an "outdated" jersey. Needless to say, I don't think he'll have any trouble wearing this jersey!

On another note, when the family starts "suggesting" names for the baby, we just tell everyone that we're naming it Igor in memory of this night! They actually get quiet fairly quickly! We are lucky to have such genuine joy for this little blueberry entering the world!

Announcing Baby Kennerly!

Andrew and I are SOOOO very excited to tell you all that we are expecting a baby on October 13! Today was the 3 month doctors appointment, and it was SO fun! We got there and the doctor tried to find the heartbeat with a little handheld device, and she couldn't find it so we go to have another ultrasound. Right when the doctor put the thingy (I obviously have no idea the terminology) on my belly, we could see the baby and it jumped! I think The Blueberry (Andrew and I refer to it as The Blueberry because we don't like saying "it" and when I found out I was preggers the book said the kid was the size of a blueberry) was comfie and she disrupted him/her! It was so cool to see the baby involuntarily move, I was instantly relieved and started to cry a little. Once we heard the heartbeat, that was when Andrew started to relax a little more! Unfortunately this picture isn't as good as what we could see, but the little kiddo was waiving at us! We could see all it's little fingers, and even a nose. PRETTY DAMN COOL if you ask me, but I suppose I'm just a little biased.
I'm actually starting to feel a little better too, which is really exciting. I haven't felt like myself the last 6 weeks or so, I've been SO tired and feling sick about 50-75% of the day. No barfing though! Andrew and I are thrilled and nervous and a little overwhelmed, all at the same time! We got a few little onezies from some friends, and both of us looked at them like there's NO WAY we'll have something that tiny, but it's true. We are going to find out the sex, but not for 2 months, so stay tuned!!

I realize I am weird. .

BUT, today I was in the soda isle at Target at lunch, when something caught my eye in the freezer section. Now, I got so excited about this you would think someone invented fat-free, calorie free yummy ice cream, but no. I found the superpretzel. 30 seconds in the microwave and bam! a salty, chewy, bland delishious snack. Thought I'd share, in case you may feel the same way.

Exactly how I like to spend a Sunday. . .

Last Sunday I spent a FABULOUS day with my 3 day Girls at Karen's house. She's the best hostess I've ever encountered, and there is something about hanging out with these women that just makes me feel better. We're very unlikely friends, ranging in age from 23-64, but I have a feeling we'll be friends for A LONG LONG time. We had such a great time, just talking and laughing ALL DAY LONG. Karen actually fed us 2 meals because we stayed so long. What a fun day!!

Things I've been thinking about today. . .

It's really been a long time since I've posted to this blog! I was going to post about a week ago, but then I realized that it should be a good one and I lacked motivation. But my mind is going a mile a minute today, and I thought there are a few things share-worthy. It actually started when I was checking my personal e-mail (at work, bad girl, but I don't feel a bit bad about it seeing as I was here until 7:30 last night) and seeing this quote from Christopher Reeve:
" We can either watch life from the sidelines, or actively participate...Either we let self-doubt and feelings of inadequacy prevent us from realizing our potential, or embrace the fact that when we turn our attention away from ourselves, our potential is limitless."

—Christopher Reeve

I though this was pretty remarkable. I'm in a funk at work, but I know it's all me, and I think I'm going to write this on my desk so every once in a while I come across it and remember it. That's one thought I've had.

I also keep thinking about my CRAZY dream last night. There was a lot of water, and I was wading through it looking for clues hidden in cell phones. Then, suddenly I was in a parking lot and saw Cynthia (who lives in Boston) and she was suddenly an interior designer and knew everyone in the parking lot. As I am thinking about that now, she was in the Coffee Bean parking lot in Mission Valley- that's weird. THEN, suddenly I was watching her from outside somewhere (like a voyeur), through a window, and she was holding a very white baby (which is weird because she's Mexican, but married to a white guy, so maybe that's where it comes from?). I don't know, I'm weird.

Another thought I keep having is about Grandma. I am scared of losing her someday - half her body is numb and she thinks it's a pinched nerve.

I had lunch with my friend Keelia (and Mason) today, and it was fabulous. I was thinking how funny it is that I never really thought about being attached to my friends kids. I remember a long time ago thinking about the days when we would all have kids and they would run around together, but I never thought about becoming attached to the actual kid. It's fun, how I imagine being an aunt would be.

I also keep thinking about how fun our "girls night" was on Saturday. If you were there, you know what I mean. In the past, it could be awkward bringing different friends together, but I think we may be getting past that stage in life! Or perhaps it was just the entertainment. . . .

Our Receptionist at work has a daughter my age and she's just finding the man she wants to marry(the daughter), and our Receptionist is so happy about it (because she wants grandkids). She was telling me about it today (I have worked, I swear) and she said to me that the way I talk about Andrew she can tell I really love him. That struck me, and I'm happy that others can see it. It made me feel very lucky to have Andrew as my husband.

Now my nagging thought is that I should get back to work. One other though about work- I always thought that I want the job where I can work independently and do my own thing, but I didn't know how responsible I would feel for all the decisions I would make. Like I said, I'm in a job funk. That's all she wrote!