Filtering Life

This weekend went by in a blink! Friday I went to the OB for another ultrasound. I am happy to report that Chloe is still a girl. I had a small little tinge of doubt that things could be different. My cousin Julie had two ultrasounds telling her girl and when she had her baby a couple months ago they pulled little Samuel out! What a shock! You would think gender shots would be pretty accurate by now!
Chloe looked great, although we had an ultrasound tech that had the personality of a piece of moldy cheese. It was really bad. It was hard not to laugh. I think you have to try hard to be that unenthusiastic. This is such an exciting thing to see your baby and she was completely deadpan, monotone, stuck to the technical descriptions of each biological part. YAWN! I was about to jerk the wand out of her hand and do it myself. It took her forever to get to the profile shots and then she gave us about a 2 second glimpse. Hello…that is the best part! I’d like to see my daughters face if that wouldn’t be too much trouble! Sometimes I wonder how much people hate their jobs or if they are just joy stealers. This is my only visual connection to my child until she is born. I was seriously going to check her (the technician’s) heart beat to see if she was alive or not. I was warned about her, but we have been so lucky to get the other lady the other 4 times I can’t complain too much.
By the way, the scales at the OB office are evil, lying, bastards and I care very little to ever see one again.
So Saturday Ryan and I went around our neighborhood to yard sales. We ended up shelling out $7.00 total for 72″ blinds, 2 white wooden shelves for the nursery and a brand new two pack of car shades for the back seat of the car to protect Chloe. I bought the shades from a teacher friend of mine. When I went to get my money out I knocked my whole tumbler of coffee over and it starts streaming down the driveway towards all the other things she was selling. Panic moment. So Ryan and I are trying to fan our feet out and block the streams from going too far and getting coffee on all her merchandise. I felt so stupid and embarrassed. I have always been clumsy, but it is OUT OF CONTROL right now. I have a solid bet going with myself that I will break a toe before I have this baby. I bash my toes on EVERYTHING. Today, while teaching, I backed into a chair and fell backwards in front of the kids. No recovery, you just have to take the comments they throw at you. I think I scared them because they all flew out of their seats to help me. No, no, nothing hurt or damaged but my pride. Just help the dumb, clumsy, pregnant lady. In all honesty, I am scaring myself lately. This is a 180 from my normally “together” self. I can’t hold a thought in my head or get a full story out without forgetting what I was talking about. Somebody save me from myself or put a bubble around me.
Ryan and I packed to the tune of 5 hours on Saturday! We gutted the hall closet, outdoor storage closet and finally his closet. We are clothes whores…it is shameless. I think Ryan’s t-shirts were having babies because we couldn’t get to the end of the stack. We had to make a “brother” pile, which consisted of all the shirts Joe and Sam have left at our house. A dad pile, which consists of all the XL t-shirts Ryan has accummulated and are too big for him so my dad can have them and finally the Goodwill pile….send them to more needy people. It is a sickening feeling of accomplishment to organize and weed. We rewarded ourselves with a movie rental, Syriana. Okay, loved Traffic (which is directed by the same guy), but I could NOT understand or hang with this movie. It was so confusing…somebody…please explain all the plot lines. Both of us feel asleep at various times throughout, so that never helps.
Okay, this post is getting too long. I will see if I can talk Ryan into adding pics of the house tonight. I will have to use my Kelly Charm Potion. This means food, not anything dirty!