Getting ready for the little guy/gal

I've been talking with my husband for weeks about a list of things to do before the baby is born. He finally asked me last night to acutally type up and print the darn thing so he can get cracking. I about feel off my chair. So here is the list for the whole internet to see -- nesting officially has begun....

Clean office
- organize closet
- organize desk
- organize wall hangings
- get hide a bed

Paint bedroom
Paint hallway/kitchen/living room
Paint Lil Berger's room

Organize bedroom closets

Organize laundry room

Organize garage
Paint garage

Get the baby room ready
- buy crib/dresser/changing table
- buy closet organizer
- buy glider
- register for gifts

Clean carpets

In other news, I bought new bras last night. I could not stand it anymore. The girls were spilling out. The bra extenders have been working great -- too bad they don't make cup extenders. I was completely shocked at what I had to move up to. I also bought a cute dress and maternity top too because you gotta be fashionable still when you're knocked up.

Two weeks until we know the sex of our baby! I almost can't wait.

You touchy, I bitey...

I was invited by a colleague to a focus group for pregnant women tonight. As tired as I was from working all day, I couldn't let my colleague down and attended. The focus was on funny t-shirts for expectant mothers and if you'd buy them and if you did, what style would you buy. The shirts are pretty freaking hilarious but if you know me, I've been trying to find some sassy knocked-up shirt for months and I think I found the perfect place for that snarkiness... jestations.

Jestations is owned by two Bend women -- Lisa and Kathy. Their bio on their website reads:

After trimesters of rude comments, unsolicited advice and belly-rubs that would annoy even Buddha, we had it up to here with hearing how we’re out to there. Fueled by a dangerous cocktail of hormones and prenatal vitamins, we embarked on a journey to fulfill every pregnant woman’s dream (outside of a nine-month epidural or an endless supply of ice cream, that is): T-shirts that pre-empt—or at least answer—irritating pregnancy comments and advances. We employed our expertise in graphic design and copywriting, natural propensity for snarkiness and affection for great quality clothing and, lo, a business was born. We’re pleased that our bouncing baby business is thriving. Almost as pleased as knowing we’ve helped fend off at least a few pregnancy annoyances.

this is my favorite shirt of all.


The cool thing about the focus group was that I got to hear advice from women about their other experiences and I made notes of biodegradable diapers, books about making baby food and got reassurance that it's ok to eat meat that's cooked medium (because you all know a former Nebraskan isn't going to eat a WELL DONE STEAK). We all bonded too. I can't wait for all the classes I have to take so I can talk to other women. Of course, I can bend the ear of my friends who are mothers but it's fun to talk to first time pregnant mothers as well.

But alas, I'm tired and it's 9:22 p.m. -- way past my bedtime. Time to hit the pillow for some much needed shut eye

Oh what a relief

Today I just couldn't take it anymore. I needed to do something about my bra which was digging into my skin so I had to go buy extenders. Oh, what a relief. No more digging into my skin. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I feel so much better.

Week 10 Activity: undies & bra

This week's BabyCenter.com activity was to buy new maternity undies and bras. Motherhood had a sale on undies and honestly -- they look and feel just like regular undies. Strange, huh?

I didn't post this so you'd feel sorry for me

Today I ventured to the local shopping area to look at maternity tops. I don't intend to buy any tops for another two weeks but I just wanted to see what was out there. We don't have too many maternity options in Bend -- maybe three places. So while I looked, another girl was with her mom looking for a winter maternity coat. Her mother was really cute, giving her jacket after jacket. to try on I began reflecting on how my own mother would act. I even thought to myself "gee, if that was my mother, she'd buy the coat for me." She was just that kinda mother.

Usually, reflecting on my mom wouldn't upset me but being hormonal, it did. I came to turns with my mother's untimely death years ago. I don't cry over my mom's death. After 12 years, tears are just wasted because there is nothing I can change. I watched the mother and daughter and felt really jealous and then the mom bought the winter coat for the daughter. I had to get out of there.

Just to be blunt, it royally sucks that my mom isn't here to help or answer questions. I have aunts I can call or friends I could ask but nothing can compare to your mother. I know everything will be ok but it can't I just how bad it sucks.

I think I'm done with my rant.

ANYWAY, I did find two pairs of J. Jill Wearever pants on sale that will come in really handy over the next few months. My boss won't have to question my fashion sense.