Updates...

I am TWO (2) centimeters dialated. EIGHTY (80) percent effaced. And Trey's head has dropped WAAYYY low.

My doctor referred to my cervix as "awesome." I enjoy having an awesome cervix. I've been having some pretty fruitful contractions today too. I'm sort of loving the "uncomfortable" pain. This whole thing is making me a masochist.

The ETA is sometime between now and Wednesday. Any later? Look me up at the psych. ward. And let's hope I don't go into labor during "24." Jack Bauer makes me feel like labor is nothing.

nothing to report.

No Trey yet. Please notice my baby ticker.....I did, however, get a load of free 7-Up which is almost as good as a baby (jk).
Somehow, this couponing/keeping on top of deals etc is keeping me sane.

Worst Nightmare

Barring something happening to Treyson or Trevor, my worst nightmare has come true.

I saw a mouse in my brand new house.

If anyone knows me, or remembers my experience with mice this summer "in the country," you will recall I have a SEVERE phobia of mice.

So, when I saw one today, I screamed, bawled and started hyperventilating, drenched in sweat and almost went into labor.

This is the one thing I prayed NOT to have to deal with -esp. with the baby. I'm suffering from major "WHY ME...."

I just hate NOT feeling safe in my own home.

I'm off to the hardware store to get DECON.

damn mice. i hate you all.

She's Gonna Blow....

38 Weeks. Isn't it precious?

RIP Maynard Goose

Trev's horse died today. He was really sad.

Date Night

Trevor went with me tonight to assist me in the most difficult decision of my life - the choosing of the stroller/car seat. Or so it seemed. (I'm nuts.)

I made him choose the stroller after testing each one and he, of course, chose the prettiest one. Trevor has better taste than I do.

Then, he insisted on a reward for being a good sport. He chose a kitchen scale. He seriously thinks he's Emeril.


He also wanted a $2.99 chicken nugget extra value meal with a free red box rental.
He's an easy man to please. And a great date.

grad party

My mom is always thinking of how to make each of us feel special and over the break threw an improptu graduation party for Trevor.

His graduation presents included plastic arm gloves for preg checking cows, a bottle of Hocus Pocus and a sign that reads, "Behind every great cattle rancher is a wife that works in town." (My personal favorite).