FAMILY: New Ultrasound Picture!
So we went to the doctor today, and we had our very first ultrasound done! It was so exciting! And although it wasn’t exactly comfortable (didn’t do the gel on the belly thing, had to go a different route…), as soon as I saw the little bean in my belly, I forgot all about the awkwardness of it. Amazing what a little miracle does to you.
November Ultrasound
FAMILY: 7 Weeks!
I’m not sure how many people read this blog, so I hope that nobody that we haven’t told personally reads this. If so, I’m really sorry and I hope to let you know about it all in person anyway!
I had a doctor’s appointment scheduled for today about two weeks ago just to get a general physical and pap done. I hadn’t started at all this month and was going to ask the doctor about it. I had taken, count them, FOUR pregnancy tests and ALL of them turned up negative. So I was sure that I was just missing this month because of stress. I’ve got a lot going on.
So I go in to see the doctor. I get my pap done. She tells me that we should do a pregnancy test again just in case. I didn’t think it would be any different but thought it a good idea anyway.
While the pap wasn’t very comfortable to do, it was completely erased from my mind when she came back in and said that this test was positive! According to the first day of my last period, I’m about 7 weeks pregnant right now.
WORK: New Business Ideas
I am sick and tired of making money for somebody else. I am ready to start making my own money. There are a few ideas that I’ve come up with, but nothing really super solid. Let me know what you think.
- Photographer – Mostly would love to do landscapes, but I don’t think I could make that much if at all. Portraits would be okay. I’d love to take pictures of pregnant women, babies, and young children mostly. And actually families I think, too. Maybe. The problem here is that I really only have a camera. Don’t even have backdrops. Would need a large investment to get good photos (although could do some shooting in a park or something exclusively until I make enough to invest in equipment). Also want to do gymnastics and maybe other sports.
- Celebration Announcements – I saw this flyer the other day where you could order this pretty paper with your baby’s name and birth date and all these interesting facts about the day they were born and such on it. It’s on really nice paper, I think printed from their own watercolors, and in a frame. I thought this would be a good idea, or something like it. Not sure though.
- Web Design – Okay, I’m really not sure about this one because I don’t feel I have the skills that most employers are looking for. And I don’t do the new hip way of using div tags to layout a page. I do it old school with actual tables. I was thinking that instead of doing something that someone else wants specifically, I could instead make my own template web design site and create as many as I want.
- Greeting Cards – I thought that I could maybe create my own greeting cards for people, both my own cards with my own words and personalized by the customer. And I could combine this with the photography one by taking someone’s picture and offering to create a greeting card with their picture on it.
That’s kind of all I have right now. If you know me (or even if you don’t) and have ANY ideas about what I could do, PLEASE let me know! Or if you have started one of these types of business and have any tips, or have started your own business and have any general tips for me, I would greatly appreciate it.
WORK: Work…work…and more…work
Well, so I’ve been so busy lately, I haven’t had time to write a post. But I’m making the time right now. And I’m going to do so by laying out my busy schedule for you all.
Sunday is my only day off where I get to do anything that I want.
Monday – I work 8am to 5pm, and then I come home and do homework.
Tuesday – I used to work all day, but I think I’ll actually get some time off now. So, as of now, I go to gymnastics class from 10:30am to 12pm and then work from 12:15pm to 5pm. Then I do homework.
Wednesday – Refer to Monday’s schedule.
Thursday – Today I have the day off. I have a gymnastics class in the morning from 10:30am to 12pm. I used to work in the office at the gym from 3:30 to 6:30pm, but not anymore probably for the most part hopefully.
Friday – Refer to Monday and Wednesday’s schedule.
Saturday – (This is the tricky day) Gymnastics class goes from 8am -9am. Work in the gym office from 9am to 12pm. Work at my other job from 12:15pm to 4pm. Go to my parents’ house for dinner. Do homework intermittently if I can.
And that’s my schedule. Sleep isn’t included because I don’t get much. I’m working full time at one job, 3 hours a week at another, I’m taking 4hrs worth of gymnastics classes, and I’m in school 3/4 time. It’s fun but sucks all at once.
PLUG: My Own!
Hey everybody! I am working furiously to make enough to get through school, but it’s going to get tight. I need all the help I can get! I found this contest where if I submit a photo of my favorite facial feature and get the most votes on it, or get near the top, or get a certain amount of prestige, I could win some money for school!
So please, click on the link below and vote for my eye!
RANDOM: They Took Tink :(
One night after a long evening at my parents’ house, Ky and I were headed home. We were out of milk, but I needed to go to bed soon and didn’t want to eat right before I went to sleep. Looking back on the whole thing, I should have taken Ky up on his offer to stop by King’s right then and there. But I didn’t.
So we go home. After about an hour at home, I decide that I really do want some cereal. But, of course, we don’t have any milk. Ky graciously says that he will go to King’s with me to get some. So we do. We end up spending more than an hour there, grocery shopping for the whole month. By the time we get to the checkout, it’s about 1:30am. But that’s soon becomes the least of my worries.
We get out to the truck and I realize that I don’t have my purse on my shoulder anymore. I look in the cart and in the back of the truck, but it’s not there. Not too panicked, I lightly jog back inside to get it from the self checkout where I thought I left it. But when I get in there, it’s not there. I think to myself, I must have left it somewhere in the truck. I’m starting to panic at this point because I’m almost sure it’s not there.
Sure enough, it’s not. I run back inside and ask the lady at the counter if she maybe saw that I left it and took it to her station. She hadn’t seen it. I asked if someone walked out after us, and she said a lady did, but it didn’t look like she had a purse with her. She suggests that I look around the store to see if I set it down somewhere. I know for a fact that I didn’t, but as a last ditch effort, I frantically run through the isles looking for it. It’s gone.
I start crying.
The next day, the post office calls me to let me know that they found it. The lady who had stolen it had dropped it into a post bin. So, after work, I rush over to the post office to pick it up. But when I look inside, the two most important things are gone: my wallet and my brand new palm pilot. Big surprise, right?
Although I wasn’t surprised, that little glimmer of hope was reignited when the post office called me, so when it was confirmed that they were really gone, I started to cry once again. When it was stolen in the first place, I began thinking about why she took it. Was she hard up for cash? Did she need to feed herself or her kids? Would she pawn off my palm pilot for some dope? Or was she just greedy and got a thrill out of taking stuff that didn’t belong to her? I didn’t want to think bad of her. I tried so hard to say that she needed it because it was her kids’ last hope for food.
On a positive note, the day after I got the purse back, I looked in the little zipper pocket and found all of my credit cards, my driver’s license, everything that had been in my wallet was in there. The only reason I think she might have done that was because she either was only interested in the wallet and the palm pilot and didn’t want to get caught using somebody else’s credit card (crime of opportunity), or maybe she thought that the wallet was a designer wallet. It was really a cheap, $10 Wal-Mart wallet, but it was my favorite one. I don’t know why I liked it so much, but I did. Maybe I can still find the same one or a similar one at Wal-Mart….
Anyway, if anybody knows anything about this (it was the King’s in Arvada, at 80th and Wads), PLEASE let me know. I just want my palm pilot back.
Oh, and the purse had a picture of Tinkerbell on it, hence the title reference.
MARRIAGE: Too Much Pride.
This has been my schedule for the last two weeks: work every day except Thursday and Sunday from 8 to 5, rush home to see Ky off to work, and last week, die because of my cold. I’m finally getting over it and am starting to have energy, but we’ve both had to work so much that we’re fighting when we’re together. It’s like we have to not only re-learn how to be around each other, but we also have to work hard after a long day of working. It’s difficult coming home after a long day of trying hard to be happy and cheerful and then come home and be happy and cheerful still. You know? I mean, I don’t usually have to try hard to be that way, but lately it’s been much more difficult.
Okay, but here’s kind of my beef right now. Ky is the kind of person who is very, for lack of a better word, clingy. I am very much the opposite. I don’t cling to anybody. I grew up very independent, pretty much always on my own, having to fend for myself. So, it’s really, really hard for me to want to be with him when he’s being so clingy. I can get past it…most of the time. Every once in a while, though, something will happen that drives me mad. Like he’ll want to stunt his sleep and only get five hours just so he can wake up and be with me. Sweet, right? Well, too bad he’s half asleep and dragging his feet wherever we go because he’s so tired. I keep telling him that I would rather spend one good hour with him than four lousy hours with him. But he’s so attached to me that he is the opposite, I think.
I don’t know. Anyway, the reason for the title of the post is because I have realized lately that I’m trying to kind of mold him to be the kind of man I want him to be instead of the man he wants to be. I’ve been trying to push him into a sport or an activity of some kind. Granted, he keeps saying that he wants to do something, but I think I’m pushing him too hard. It seems like I’m always bugging him about it. I’m always asking him what he wants to do. I’m always asking him what he wants to do with me. I want so badly to get into something with him that we both like to do that we can do together, like a sport or something. He likes bike riding, and so do I. And we’ve been twice. Once in the Springs and once here.
I think the thing that really gets to me is that he doesn’t seem to be a super motivated person. He says he wants to do certain things, but they never get done. And I’ll admit, I’m the same way for the most part. But before I got sick and now that I’m getting better finally, I’m much better about that kind of stuff. I’ll still procrastinate, especially if it’s a really arduous task, I find that I generally don’t do it. But the littler stuff I do. It’s really frustrating to see the one you love go to work, come home, play computer, and go to bed. I want him to be more active, and not just at work because he has to be.
Am I crazy? HELP!
FRIENDS
I have discovered something lately about myself that I don’t really like that much. I love friends. I’ve always wanted a good friend that I can go to. When I was quite young, my dad was my best friend. As I got older, my neighbor was my best friend. A little older and my girl friend from school was my best friend. Now that I’m married, my husband is my best friend. Through it all, my sister has been my best friend. And for the most part, I am totally okay with that.
Every once in a while, I’ll get an invitation to do something with some friends or even just one friend. But I keep saying no. I keep turning people down. And I think it’s mostly because I’m an I-only-want-or-need-one-good-friend-and-I’m-good kind of person. I never have the motivation to go out with other people and I think that’s why. I spent so many years playing leisurely with one friend or entertaining myself that I don’t need anybody else, or more than one other person, to have a good time. In fact, more often than not, when I’m with more than one person, I feel very strange. I don’t know why.
So to all of those who has ever asked me to hang out or wants to hang out and I have turned you down, I’m really sorry. It has nothing to do with you. I love all of you. I just get really weird and don’t know how to handle myself with other people. I always feel insecure and bad about myself because I am constantly comparing myself to everybody else.
ACTIVITIES: Gymnastics, Women’s All-Around [spoiler]
I am SO excited about the women’s all-around gymnastics! Ky and I watched it live last night, and, you can ask him, I was literally screaming when Nastia stuck all of her floor tumblings practically perfectly. And when they declared her the winner of the all-around, I was jumping up and down! They said, what, only two or three other American women have ever won the all-around before? Mary Lou Retton, Carly Patterson, maybe one other girl, and now Nasita Liukin!
On a personal gymnastics note, I went to gymnastics yesterday morning, and I had more fun and probably improved more yesterday than I had for the last two months. It helped that I was there for three and a half hours, but the guy that was the fill-in instructor was awesome! Usually, I only go on Saturdays, but I think I’m going to at least go on Thursday if not Thursday and Saturday. On Saturday, the normal instructor got a different job, so she couldn’t teach on Saturdays anymore. That bummed me out. Then they sent in this other girl whom I had seen before but she had never taught. So I thought it might be okay.
Well, unfortunately, she didn’t really instruct all that much. She just had us do some warm-ups and then sent us off to do our own stuff and didn’t really instruct or give pointers that much. That’s fine, but I’d rather someone who is really into it and wants to teach. She didn’t seem too thrilled about it.
And the normal guy, during the weekday, is really cool. He instructs very well. I will still go on some of the Saturdays, but I prefer to go during the week now. Plus, the weekday classes are an hour and a half whereas the weekend class is an hour long.
Anyway, I have started working out more now, and I so far have lost about five pounds in the last week. Help me to keep it going!
