2 Sides of the Coin

Heads or Tails?

That is my newest impression of pregnancy. It's like a coin toss and you don't know whether to like it or hate it. The two sides of the coin that stand out right now are

Heads: Wow... I get a TON of attention now that I'm pregnant. I mean we all knew that I was way addicted to hugs before this... but I get so many more now. It's flippin awesome! Plus, everyone is all concerned every time I start looking green or puny or any other such thing that morning sickness tends to impart on my facial expressions. And attention for a child who is the youngest and only girl in her family is like STRIKING GOLD. I do love attention. And it's even neater attention than ever before because it's not even all about me... it's about the little baby inside me. So I don't feel so selfish for taking compliments or words of encouragement because it's more about the little one that me anyways. That part is neat.

and

Tails: I've always sucked at being sick. I'm such a stinking whiner and I just want to feel better RIGHT NOW. Well... pregnancy is pretty much kicking my butt in this area. I feel weird or sick or tired or moody basically ALL THE TIME. But mostly I just feel sick. I go from being unbearably nauseated to incredibly hungry. And it's gotten to the point that I'm afraid to go to sleep at night because when I wake up I will feel like poop all over again. I find morning sickness to be very humbling. I've tried home-remedies out the wazoo... I've prayed my butt off to get God to take it from me... and though it could definitely be worse than this... it's still sucking monkey butts. Plus... since we're only in week 6 of the pregnancy, I have about 6 more weeks to look forward to of this vomitty nauseous hungry stuff. BLECK.


So that's my story for this lovely afternoon. I say BRING ON THE SECOND TRIMESTER... this pukiness is for the birds.

Hugs from KU and Baby U!

World Record Breaker!

*Havin my baby... what a lovely way to say how much I love you.
*Baby, Baby.. I'm taking with the notion, to love you with the sweetest of devotion.
*Baby I got your number don't you worry.. I say HEY.. baby I got your number.
*OOOOOOOO... Baby love.. my baby love... been missin ya.. miss kissin ya.
*Boy don't ya know ya can't escape me... oh darlin cuz you'll always be my baby.
*Babe... I got you babe... I got you babe.


Okay... probably not really a world record, but I think we might be in the competition for top 10 fastest pregnancies after getting hitched.

That's correct, my loyal and fabulous readers, Andrew and I found out for sure on Monday that we are having a baby. We're six weeks married and somewhere around 4 and a half weeks pregnant.

So I shall be joining the ranks of Pregnant Friend #1 and Pregnant Friend #2 on my blog roll as the third avid blogger in this circle to announce her pregnancy in the spring/summer of 2006.

My impressions of pregnancy thus far are... morning sickness is yucky, I feel sorry for my husband cuz I sleep a lot, and if I'm already worried about this little one as much as I am... what am I gonna do come February and I can actually see the baby??? But also... I love knowing there's a little person in me. I LOVE LOVE praying for him/her. And I think it's super cool to work with God in building a human being right inside my womb. Plus... my husband is cuter as a father than he was before... and I didn't even know that was possible.

Oh Happy Day... there's a baby on the way!

Wowza

So ya'll seemed a little disgruntled in those last posts. Let's all take a great big swig of happy syrup and move right on in to a better day.

I have nothin to say on this post. Well... that's not exactly true... a few of you readers are probably thinking of a few things I could say. But all in good time, my friends.

For now, let's just talk about my future niece/nephew who is coming in September. I have recently seen sonogram pics and let me tell you... this baby is CUTE with a CAPITAL C. If the little one's parents give me permission, I'll post a pic for you guys to see.

(Permission granted by Papa)
















I think it's so neat that you can see babies like 2 months before they're born now. We have some pretty neat technology out there these days. It seems weird that a 27 week old baby isn't even born yet... and isn't even age "0" yet... but we can totally see him/her anyways.

It makes me ponder again how anyone could have a partial birth abortion. I mean...these kids are so obviously little people by that point that you can't even bring up the argument that the baby's not a viable human. So sad.

Well... that's all I got for now. Later, my dears.

Advice from the Newly Married

So I came to a realization shortly before I started dating Andrew that went something like this:

All relationships suck. There is no relationship, no matter how serious or "just dating", a couple is that will be fun all the time. Moreover, finding someone to be in a relationship with also sucks. This is because we very rarely find that one someone that we really need when we're actually looking for him or her. So basically... every single relationship you'll ever have until that one that's meant to be comes along will end in heartache or sadness or at least just suckiness of some form or another.

Does this mean anything at all? Yes... it means that there's very little use in TRYING to make something work or in TRYING to make someone like you. If you have to work TOO hard at doing either of these things, then it's likely you are not in the relationship that will lead you to ultimate happiness anyways.

Not that those relationships won't have their problems... because all relationships have some problems. But if you're working more than you're loving... then you might not be where you're supposed to be.

Just a thought.

Love and hugs to all of you out there still in the hunt. Let God take control and you don't have to go through the suckiness much longer. I promise. :)

They call me Mellow Yellow

Quite Right Slip.

A bunch of DH friends and I were sitting around this weekend talking about changes. My good friend Jim said to me "You've mellowed out a LOT in the last two years." I think he's probably right. Before I met Andrew… and even few months before that, I just decided that drama was no longer worth my time.

Now, this isn't a statement coming from a small drama queen by any means. In my day, I was FULL of drama. And if it didn't exist in my life, I would find a way to create it. But somewhere along the way, I sorta started to realize that this drama all around me wasn't coming from all around me… rather, it was coming from within me.

I am now a firm believer that one can lessen the drama in his or her life by simply choosing not to proliferate it. If someone is bothering you… just remember that they won't bother you forever. If a stupid person of the opposite sex has made you angry, just know that you decide whether or not to actually BE angry. So many of our feelings can be controlled by simply making the decision not to let them get out of hand.

And let me tell you… from a former drama queen… life is SO much better when you just let it go.

So anyways… those are my thoughts for the day. I think it's pretty strange now that I not only do everything I can to avoid creating drama, but I also hate being around it when I see other people creating it. It seems like such a waste of time now that I can look at it from a more outside perspective. So to all of my wonderful readers who may still consider themselves dramatic people, I ask you to please just let it go. All will be fine and you're much better off if you can just say "eh… it's all good… I'm not going to worry about it."

Love and hugs from your resident Wichita recovering Drama Queen - The Keekster.

How do you solve a problem like Maria?

I don't have any problems with any girls named Maria... so this title has really absolutely no relavancy to anything that I'm about to post about... and since I don't know what exactly I'm about to post, I suppose it could be about a problem called Maria but why would one name a problem that anyways? Unless of course Maria was an Almost-nun who just couldn't get things right until she met the Von Traps and decided to sing her little almost-nun heart out for fun and excitement but that is neither here nor there.

Today is June 1st. JUNE! And I haven't even named the summer yet. Fr. Jarrod said that it should be called the Renaissance summer... because it's a summer of change and transition. I don't hate that idea cept that I don't usually use words like Renaissance and I'm not even sure I'm spelling it correctly right now. So we're tentatively themed "Renaissance Summer"... but be aware that I hold full power to switch that theme at a moment's notice.

Wanna know something totally crazy... 2 of the neato burrito people linked on my blog announced their pregnancies this week: Congrats to Sara and Steph. You both are in the KC area... is there something in the water up there or what? Yeay for your new babies!

Speaking of babies... it's only like 3 more months before my first niece or nephew is born! Who's excited??!! I AM! I AM!

Hmmm... I know not what else to blog about. Life is starting to settle in to this weird normalcy. Like... I've got this neat husband to chill out with in the evenings, I"m not planning any major wedding-type events, and life is almost back to some type of "normal" for the most part. Maybe that means my blogs will get more exciting again. Perhaps we can talk about God again soon and get everyone fired up. I miss the crazy discussions ya'all used to have that made me what to pull out my hair.

Ew.. Hair.. I've GOT to cut mine. It is far too long for summer and I'm SICK of IT!

That's all.. I'm out.. if you're not too busy, give me a shout!

The Champagne of Beers

If our honeymoon was a beer it would be Miller Genuine Draft: the Champagne of Beers.

But actually, that's not really true because I think MGD tastes like a monkey pooped in a can and they added fiz which is way gross… but I really enjoyed the honeymoon and it didn't taste like that…so I guess if MGD is good to most people and I thought the honeymoon was extra fabulous, then I suppose that makes them similar… maybe… or something.

Here are a few highlights of the trip for your perusal:
1) A mini cruise around Lake Geneva to see the wicked cool Mansions that rich Chicagoans build as summer homes. (One of the houses was orginally built with 75 rooms, a bowling alley and a dining room table that could seat 100 people).

2) Our sweet suite with it's Jacuzzi and fireplace.

3) Going to the beach when it was WAY TOO COLD to be there and having people look at us like we were crazy… which we are so that was cool with us.

4) Milwaukee Day - Vatican exhibit, neat restaurant called Gus's, awesome basilica where they just happened to be having Adoration, and the Miller Country Beer Tour complete with 3 free beers including Monkey Poop Fizz MGD… the Champagne of Beers. Mmmm.. Monkey poop fizz drink.

5) The Field of Dreams. Is this heaven? - No, it's Iowa.

6) Finding a B&B called "The Village Suite" on the way home in Amana, Iowa and being lucky enough that this one "Village Suite" was still available with last minute notice. Plus it totally had it's own living room and this itty bitty Jacuzzi tub that I think was made for that little Man from Austin Powers cuz there's no way that grown people can fit in it… well not comfortably at least.

Okay so there are way more highlights than this… but I'm bored of writing for the moment. To summup… LOVE Wisconsin, LOVE roadtripping, and LOVE my new husband.

Yeay for cheese!