Published by Kelly May 31st, 2006
in Life Changes.
So I am not sure what that really means…but I was always told that your “Best” year is suppose to happen when you turn the age of your birth date. I officially left my twenties yesterday at 8:05am and entered the next decade. Thirty on May 30th. I can’t say I have been dreading this birthday…but I wasn’t exactly doing cartwheels about this change. I remember when 30 sounded so old and everyone I knew who was thirty dressed fuddy duddy and had a million kids and worked like dogs, and were complete squares…not appealing. In actuality, I am surrounded by friends who are 30 or 31, full of life, energy, looking better than they ever have….young. I loved my twenties, they were awesome. I had so much fun, always had the party apartment, traveled the world, did whatever I wanted! I really have no regrets and maybe that is what makes 30 exciting. There is a whole new adventure ahead of me. Being a newlywed, mother to be and we close on our first house in a few weeks…this is such a cool new season in my life, one I have never experienced…the adventure continues. God is so cool how he crafts our lives to fit us where we are at. In no way has it been a bed of roses, but the rough patches and refining bring us into a greater reality of who we are in Christ.
There is a domino effect of birthdays in my circle of friends. The first domino is Gretchen, then Charity, then Janelle, then Sarah, then me, then Erin, then Kristie. Because I am snuggled so nicely between everyone elses birthdays, I have time to adjust, I get to make fun of a few of the “older” ones and a few can make fun of me.
Ryan decided to throw me a party with the help of Candace. It was a great time with my girlfriends and my in-laws and brother in-law. If you read Candace’s blog entry, you would know that the power on her block went out. It only happened to be over 90 degrees and humid that day! Not the best timing. Poor Ryan was outside grilling too and had no relief from the blazing heat! It really wasn’t that bad, just a little uncomfortable for about an hour. I got a serious Target gift card hook up….YES!!!! Plus a bunch of other goodies and money. IT was so great to just hangout with my girlfriends, I miss seeing them and appreciate the richness of memories and time when we get together. Thank you Ryan for a great birthday! Gretchen, Holli, Stacey, Heather, and Dikola…..I MISSED YOU!!!!!!
So here is my first pregnant b-day! Here is to turning 30. Here is to my “Golden Year”!
Published by Kelly May 24th, 2006
in Uncategorized.
I don’t consider myself a super dooper TV watcher…but Ryan and I have been chained to the TV for the last several months on Tuesday nights with American Idol and House, and on Wednesday’s nights for American Idol again, America’s Next Top Model and Top Chef. Now just so Ryan isn’t categorized as some sort of pansy…the America’s Next Top Model didn’t really suck him in, although he didn’t “mind” it either! We were relieved of ANTM last week at Candace and Tim’s house…go Alabama gap chick! Last night we watched an amazing season finale of House, great twist…don’t die House! Tonight we finally put to rest AI. It becomes a burden after awhile, yet I feel I can’t miss any episodes. I hate that with which I love…. So now we know….Soul Patrol (honestly, I was getting sick of him yelling that each show) I still LOVE Mandesa and I firmly believe she should have made it to the finals. She picked a rotten country song and that got her booted. She rocked the hizzy on the finale tonight. They actually made the finals entertaining instead of ridiculously strung out. We knew it would be Taylor although it was definitely close between the two of them. Finally I don’t have to stay up until 11:00 on a school night… we can lay to rest the winner of Top Chef. I was so over Tiffani weeks ago…I am glad she lost. Harold is a cool guy that everyone respected and he is a great chef. This show was surprisingly addicting. I am becoming a huge Bravo fan lately….I love Project Runway, Blow Out and Top Chef….don’t question my sexuality…I love my husband, Bravo just has some unique reality shows……anything about clothes, hair, and eating…I’m there!
So I am taking a deep sigh of relief and contentment that the summer only holds reruns and I will not be forced to rearrange my evenings to accommdate useless TV.
We can now accept calls on Tuesdays and Wednesdays after 8:00….our nights are looking free. That is why when someone recommends a series to watch I think long and hard. It usually only takes one episode for me to be hooked and then I have to carry that horrible burden of watching it every week. I can’t handle the pressure!
Published by Kelly May 23rd, 2006
in Adventures in Pregnancy.
Those of you know who know me well know that I have no qualms talking about bowel movements and stomach funk. As someone who has gone from having a “pooping in public places” phobia to having NO standard anymore….you are probably rolling your eyes at the title. No this is not an IBS story….I finally felt the baby move! It was so surreal! Ryan and I went to Food Lion last night to get a few things and as I was reaching for some deli meat I got this popping sensation in the right side of my belly. It felt like when you go to drink a fresh glass of soda and the bubbles are popping and misting on your upper lip….that is my best description of how it felt in this one spot on my belly. I thought I was just having some weird gas sensation….after all…I am the parasite, salmonella, IBS queen. Having weird movements and sensations is my bag. Anyway, I said, “Ryan, I think I feel the baby.” We stopped moving and then it happened again and again and again over about a 1-2 minute period. I was excited, but I didn’t want to misread what happened so what does any first timer do? You call your friend who just had a baby because now they are the expert. I called Candace. I was confused where my baby actually is in my stomach because I have popped out quite a bit even since last week. I guess I thought it would be really low, above my pubic bone…but this was farther up and on the right side. I tried eating some sugar in the form of vanilla ice cream with carmel….nothing sparked anymore movement. Then today while I was doing the dreaded lunch duty…it happened again a few more times. Same place on my right side, same bubbly feeling over and over. It was so cool, I didn’t want it to stop. So I am now pretty confident that I have officially felt the baby move, rather, jog in place. These are those things in life that the most eloquent person could try and explain, but you don’t know until you feel it yourself. I can’t wait until the kicks get stronger and Ryan can actually feel the baby. This is yet another thing that is making motherhood all the more tanigble. I LOVE IT!
BTW….I highly recommend Hamburger Helper Cheese Enchilada….FANTABULOUS!!!
Published by Kelly May 18th, 2006
in Adventures in Pregnancy.
Last night was Ryan and my first time entering the world of “birth classes”. There is a whole world I knew existed, but was never invited into. The name of the center is Best Start and they teach all sorts of baby classes from traditional lamaze to breast feeding lessons. My friend Joy gave me some brochures including one called Hypnobirthing. Now I realize I am a little behind the times in birthing trends because Good Morning America and Dateline have all done shows about hypnobirthing years ago. As we learned tonight…the definition of hypnosis is “deep relaxation”. So in its simplest definition, hypnobirthing is just getting yourself into the deepest state of relaxation you can and “ride” the pain instead of reacting to it. The lady who runs Best Start is a nurse, lactation coach, hypnobirth specialist and the list goes on and on. When I called to register us for the free intro class, she engaged me in a 25 minute conversation asking me a million questions. I could tell on the phone I would like her, but she would be incredibly opinionated! Little did we know that the intro class consisted of me, Ryan and HER! Intimate!
Now I am no more a granola girl than I am considered tall. Don’t get me wrong….I love crunchy girls! I have several friends whom I adore and admire who have had homebirths or natural births, who wouldn’t dare put meat in their mouths, and live in Birkenstocks. They rock my world and I have gleaned much from their lifestyle choices. I am also a realist. I am almost 30 and not about to change too much. I have always loved trendy clothing and makeup and can’t stand not having a tan. I am in no way prissy. If I don’t have my hair done or makeup on, it doesn’t deter me from leaving my house and going about my business in public….I just PREFER to have my stuff together. I say all this because I know as I take birthing classes there is going to be a NOT SO SUBTLE pressure to do everything natural. I am not saying we won’t have a natural birth, I just need to educate myself on all birthing options and pick the best one for me. Everything that was said tonight was 100% one-sided…can you guess what side? She kept asking if we had any questions and we didn’t have any. I mean hypnobirthing makes sense. God has done an amazing thing by how he creates this whole process from conception to delivery. I know our bodies were designed to do this and I am excited to not be in the dark about this whole mystical experience called “birthing”. Next week we go back to Best Start for an introduction to the New Parents class. This will be an interesting experience and we will keep you updated on what we are learning.
Poor Ryan….we got to watch a hypnobirth happen. It was pretty amazing how calm, quiet and stress-free it seemed. You actually don’t even push in the end, you “breath the baby out.” It was quite bloody and gooey…but as soon as that baby’s head came out and you saw the face, it just takes your breath away how incredible the whole process is.
So here is Ryan and I getting ready to go to class with our hypnobirth brochure in hand. Ryan was a GREAT sport and I feel so blessed to have him enthusiastic and willing to come to all the different birthing things I will be dragging him to over the next 5 months.
Published by Kelly May 16th, 2006
in Adventures in Pregnancy.
Okay….I really really really did not think I qualified for Mom Day. I don’t know what you would call me at this stage….but I just felt like the baby should be on the outside to be called mom. When I walked out of school on Friday a couple teachers yelled Happy Mother’s Day to me. I looked perplexed and asked them if I counted this year. They both adamently agreed. I walked to my car pondering the thought. I mean technically I am a mother of a living, breathing (all be it amniotic fluid and urine) human being….it just never occured to me. On my short commute home I walked in my apt. and was greeted by 2 dozen yellow/orange roses from my parents with a beautiful card about being a mother-to-be. CUE HORMONES….I started crying like an idiot. Seriously, the kind you can’t get control off. It was a combination of a long, tiring week and the shock of something so incredibly thoughtful and beautiful. I called my parents and gave my blubbering thank you’s and then I hung up to take Charlotte outside.
I opened up my mailbox and there was a package and a card inside. The package was from my sister-in-law, Meridyth. She sent a beautiful card and two lullabye CD’s….so awesome! I also got the sweetest mother’s day card from my other sister-in-law. It was so amazing. I felt so special and it made it all the more real. I am a stinking mom!!!!
On Sunday Ryan made me breakfast, got me some beautiful gerber daisies and then he wrote an entry in the journal I am keeping for the baby about how he felt about me as a mom. It was so wonderful. My in-laws also gave me a very sweet card. My dear, sweet friend Candace bought me and baby “P” a gorgeous chenille blanket…you’re the best!
At church they dedicated 17 babies! I kept trying to wrap my mind around the fact that this will be our reality in just a few short months. I could picture both our families up there while the baby gets dedicated and then I started to cry again. Aye, yi, yi…..the tears, the tears. I really feel blessed. I know this baby is going to be so loved. Two sets of grandparents who are thrilled to spoil this child and AWESOME uncles and aunts waiting to love on this baby. God is so tremendous to make this process such a celebration for so many in our family.
Anywho….here is a look at my sweet Mother’s Day spread.
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