Wrong Side of the Bed

This morning, I definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Maybe it was the fact that I didn't have a clock to look at so when I rolled out of bed at 9:30, I didn't realize it was too damn early and I should keep sleeping. Maybe it was because I came out to find Turkey Butt getting ready to watch some random YouTube video on some random UFC fighters and even though I declined use of the computer, I did ask that he show me some love and he proceeded to watch the entire video (all 3 or 4 parts) before turning around and realizing that I had grumpily gone back to bed. Maybe it was because I'd spent the first of the week at my wedding location and I was downright bummed out about the prospect of getting married there. Nah, it was probably the fact that I'd been off work since Sunday AM and (in)conveniently have to return for an O/N this evening. Man, I hate working.

Whatever the issue was, it certainly didn't get better - for either of us. Let's recap:

-We had to run errands a few towns over and afterwards we stopped at McD's as I was seriously craving a berry pie. I specifically told Turkey Butt that I didn't want a chocolate banana pie or an apple pie (we've played this game unsuccessfully before), I wanted a berry pie of some sort. So he comes out a few minutes later with a proud little smile on his face. He turns to me and says, "They had apple pie and peach pie so I got you one of each" (insert big smile here). ARRGGG! I love the kid and he tries so hard to please me, he really does. But I'm really curious what part of BERRY PIE he did not understand. Sigh.

-Moving on, I've been in this long and frustrating battle with my car insurance broker. Long story short (ish), I was car-less and therefore insurance-less for two years so last year when I bought my Jeep my insurance was astronomical considering my driving record and the number of years i've been licensed. The only bright spot was that my (then) insurance broker told me that once my year was up, I could switch companies, get the coverage I needed to drive my residents at work (they wouldn't give it to me last year) and it would only be about $700. Imagine my surprise when my renewal comes in the mail and says, $1330.00! Now after a lot of phone calls and explanations, I've got it to a more reasonable $850 but that doesn't include the coverage I needed for work purposes (that would've been an extra $300 and so not worth it). BUT, then my insurance agent (the new one - who knows what happened to the one who made me all these promises) phones me back and says, "Did you know your license has expired?" Well, eff! I've only been driving around with an expired license since January! And believe me, had I of known, I would have been on top of this AGES ago! I went to Access NS (Canada's version of a DMV) immediately but on my way had an erratic driver swerve dangerously behind me, while on my ass and then give me the finger as I turned into the parking lot and he sped past me. GAH!

- And let's not forget poor Turkey Butt! He started a new restaurant job on Monday (we're STILL waiting to hear from the Canadian Forces - don't get me started). In his interviews leading up to him accepting the job he was told that he's guaranteed 40 to 45 hours a week and that they were bringing him in as Co-Sous Chef with a lady who already worked there. Cut to a few days into his new job and he's only getting 6 hour shifts, not a single person has introduced themselves to him in the kitchen or been nice towards him (one lady even threatened to "kick his ass" if he made her desserts look bad when he plated them), they do absolutely nothing to train him OR help him close (he was there til 10:45 last night even though the restaurant closes at 9pm because he was the only one doing closing duties), and today he overheard them making fun of him behind his back. So, thinking what a great, open and honest boss I have who told me to come to him with anything, Turkey Butt approached his boss about the disrespect and was told that the boss hadn't decided what his "title" will be yet so for now he can consider himself a Short Order Cook (the bottom of the ladder in the kitchen world, as opposed to the Sous Chef he was supposed to be which is near the top) and he'd better take what people say with a grain of salt because he (the boss) is not there to babysit. GAH! Does he not realize that we've spent almost $100 in gas this week driving back and forth to the new job (about 25-30kms away from our house) or that last night I spent half an hour sitting in a freezing cold car waiting for Joseph to get off work or that because I had to work at 11pm tonight and we had no clue when he might get off, Turkey Butt had to bike to work!!!! On a bicycle! And now he'll have to bike the 25-30kms back home tonight in the dark and cold and I hope it's not still raining. Soooo frustrating!

- On another note, I had my second prenatal appointment today. I'm down 3 lbs (stupid morning sickness) and I'm assured that my exhaustion will end soon (I sleep 12 hours a night and still need an evening nap and that's without working all week). I need to drink more water (such a chore for me, especially since the Brita always seems to be empty and I dislike the taste of our tap water). And sometime between May 25th and June 8th I should be going for my Ultrasound!!! Woot woot! I'm 13 weeks pregnant and I'm kinda feeling like people are just assuming everything is okay as I've yet to be examined AT ALL. Not my belly, not my yoo-hoo, NOTHING! Small town doctoring is getting to me a little. Joseph has a friend who's girlfriend is due a week after me and she got to hear the heartbeat a few weeks ago! My Doctor says that we won't be able to hear it til Week 16 so I have to wait for my next prenatal visit. Grrr. For all I know there could be twelve babies in there (my stomach is certainly starting to expand - and not just in that nice first trimester thicken up kind of way). Ohhhhhh well. As you can see I'm stressed to the max. Throw in exhaustion, a sinus cold, and morning sickness and no wonder I wake up cranky.

Anyways, I know my posts aren't a positive or upbeat as they usually are. I didn't expect to be a complaining pregnant woman but sadly, this is a lot harder than I could have ever imagined. I can only hope that once the baby comes I completely forget about this whole period in time. Otherwise we're adopting the rest of our children. This is my life!

P.S. Just for fun, a picture of our soon-to-be new puppy:

She's pretty adorable isn't she?

Fun Things You Learn While Preggers...

... How to blow your nose, while vomiting in the toilet. It's an artform I swear! This is my life!

Hormones.

http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/

Have a posted about the wonders of hormones yet? They catch up with me at the funniest times. In the beginning it was every movie, if it was 0.000004% sad, I would cry. Bawl really and demand that Turkey Butt turn it off or skip to the next chapter. Then all of a sudden I could watch legitimately sad movies and not shed a single tear. Oh this is fantastic, I thought to myself. But I've got the sneaking suspicion that hormones are tricky little devils. Like "better" half, Morning Sickness. Just when you think things are mellowing out and *cross your fingers* getting better, you get sucker punched and end up vomiting across the toilet seat. Or in the case of hormones, you sneak a short visit with your honey while he's in the middle of working a double and you're so taken aback by how adorable he is that tears start to roll down your face at the thought of him going back to work. Trust me, it does get that bad. I should know. I just did it. No matter how much I tried to laugh at the stupidity of it, or how much Turkey Butt laughed at me, it didn't matter. The tears streamed down my face as I plotted ways to kidnap him and ask for ransom in the form of food from the restaurant that he currently works at. Which probably only made me more sad because I was in the middle of having one of my "Oh shit" i'm going to throw up moments. Seriously, everytime I need to vomit, I go "Oh shit" in a fairly monotone voice and hope I make it to the toilet in time. It'd be funny actually if it wasn't happening to me. Sigh. This is my life (but don't worry, I LOVE it)!

New Puppy

I forgot to bring my camera into the house when we were visiting the puppies yesterday but here is an older picture of our baby girl:

She's the dark one in the middle. This was at two weeks old before her eyes opened. When we visited yesterday her eyes were open and she could walk around if the floor wasn't too slippery! This is my life!

Update.

Morning sickness kicked my @$$ this morning! I've been feeling better and better lately and was hoping all this morning sickness stuff would be over with by the end of the first trimester (early next week), but no such luck. All week Pumpkin has been waking me at 7:30am for some pain and nausea and a wonderful inability to fall back to sleep. The worst part is though, that if I get woken earlier (like today at 6:15) the inability to sleep kicks in early and keeps me up til the 7:30 pain and nausea kicks in. Oye.

I've heard lots of different takes on how to deal with morning sickness, eating a banana or crackers before getting out of bed are the most popular, but they never work for me. I tried eating a banana, and threw it back up. I tried eating crackers, and had awful nausea and stomach pain. For awhile I could have a sip of juice and it would ease my nausea enough to get out of bed and get a yogurt drink for breakfast (couldn't handle any other foods or forms or yogurt for breakfast). But now, nothing helps. This morning I threw up a few sips of water. Sigh. My next plan is to try to elevate my upper body (an extra pillow) when I get woken at 7:30. That eventually helped me get back to sleep this morning without vomiting again.

On another note, Turkey Butt just told Adora that, "Mommy's pregnant! With a golden retriever!" That's right folks, we're getting another puppy. We're all very excited and have been waiting to get a puppy from this specific breeder since last Fall. Timing is a little iffy what with Turkey Butt expecting to get shipped off to Boot Camp any day now (and then being gone for 4 months). But I'll just have to get creative about dogsitters while I'm at work and it will give me an excuse to get out and exercise a few times a day - even if it is just a walk around the block. Anyway, the puppies are about 4 weeks old at the moment and are just opening their eyes. We're going down to visit them today! I'll put up photos of our newest princess as soon as I get some. Exciting exciting exciting.

And for anyone who's wondering how the wedding planning is going, my Mother and I went to a Bridal Showcase on the weekend. It wasn't overly relevant for me as most of my big ticket items are purchased but it was an interesting aspect of wedding planning just the same. Yesterday Turkey Butt and I went to a cake consultation. We taste tested some amazing cupcakes and laid out our plans for the wedding and groom's cake. I'm just waiting to hear from them on a price before I can check that one off the list. That being said, the quality was good, their ideas and creativity were amazing and their artistic ability to actually do what we want is above par. As long as it's under $200 I think we'll agree to it. Plus they're locak which saves us such a hassle. In other wedding news, I've ordered dress number two. The first one arrived and just wasn't at all what I was hoping for. Which ended up working out well since I'll be 8 months pregnant and too fat to fit into it at the wedding. So I went back to the drawing board and came up with a really nice wrap wedding dress that will have lots of room for a belly of whatever size I may have. I'm really looking forward to wrapping and re-wrapping it to come up with the best style for my big day. Best of all, it cost even less than my first one so my dress budget is still under $300. Well, this is my life!