One year ago...

I headed off to the doctor to beg them to give me a doctors note saying I was too big to work. I begged them. No problem it was one of my preferred Doctors and he did it with no questions asked. I new at that point that I would be home for a very long time with just one more day of work. It was a good day.

One year ago...

One year ago today, I woke up at the same time I did every night between 1 and 2 am and made my nightly trip to the living room couch. By this time in my pregnancy I was so used to being awake when the rest of the world was asleep that this wasn't anything new to me. However, all those darn birthing classes said, when the contraction are less than 5 minutes apart for over an hour you should come in. So at 5:00 am I wake up my hubby and let him know we needed to go visit the hospital. We headed off to the hospital where I spent the next 5 or 6 hours being monitored at the hospital because the put me on my back for over 30 minutes and my blood pressure went through the roof and I had to be monitored for the next couple of hours and have a million test run to make sure I was a-okay. I was and home I went. I went back to work on Wednesday.

One year ago...

Where were you one year ago today?? I don't know everything about one year ago but I remember a portion of ti and for that matter that is really all that counts. One year ago this was me...I was working 40 hour weeks. I was wearing my husbands shorts and shirt because apparently none of my own clothing (including my maternity stuff) did not fit me. My feet were so swollen they looked like footballs attached to my little legs. My legs were swollen and I had stretch marks all up and down them. I had a giant baby in my belly and i was super uncomfortable. A year ago tomorrow I spent most of my day with the nurses at CDH thinking I was in labor. WRONG, just wishful thinking.

If you can't already tell this is a semi-count down to the 1 year birthday of my little man.

And for all of you wondering when the next one might be showing up. I need to completely forget the pain I was in that last couple of weeks, and the sleepless nights before BJ and I discuss the next one.

O'hare Towing

This all started in my nights of insomnia when I was preggers. Since I couldn't sleep, and there was nothing to do on the Internet, and the options for TV were slim I turned to com cast onDemand to keep me busy. The problem, I got addicted to so many shows during that time it wasn't even funny. However, one of my ultimate favorites was a show called Wrecked. Mostly because it was all about a very large towing company in the Chicago suburbs. I fell in love with the show. I even looked for it this season, but never found it. And plus since it was something filmed in Chicago I would ALWAYS keep my eyes open for one of their 30 some trucks. BJ actually saw the first one, I saw one once a couple of months ago, and in the past couple of months with all my car issues I always secretly hoped that one of O'hare's trucks would come and tow me. BJ today busted my bubble. Yeah that's right, O'hare towing came out to tow his sorry ass car down to Joliet so he can get his transmission fixed. Now you all are probably like, well at least the truck came out to your house and you could see it. Yeah no...his car was at my mom's house because that is where he left his car when he picked up my mom's car when he didn't think he could drive his car any further. I mean seriously??? I stayed up watching these men and women tow semi after semi and car after car out of snow and mud. GRRRRRR. SO JEALOUS!

Pregnacy and the after effects

When your pregnant you expect your body to change in certain ways. However, there are many things that those other people forget to mention. For example, I knew I would gain weight, they said 20 pounds... actual 45 pounds. They said I would have stretch marks, I assumed on my stomach... actual, got them on my back, inner thighs, and calves, none on my stomach. They said your boobs will get bigger... actual they quadrupled in size and are always full. They said it will take time to lose the baby weight... actual, the weight comes off semi quickly, however, all the lose skin sticks around for what feels like forever. What they forgot to mention... your eyes change about 3 months after you give birth so you can't see anything, you lose 3-4 giant fist fulls of hair a day (seriously I feel like a shedding doggy), and you eventually get used to sleeping in 4-5 hour spurts.

Yeah and I'm only 4.5 months out of being preggers. Can't wait for the rest of the surprises to pop up any day now.

Big boobies

My whole life I have never really been blessed with a chest. I would say I have more than some, but definitely less than most. Since being pregnant I was introduced to the world of boobies. Initially I thought it was great in the first/second trimester, then in the third trimester I was just so bummed about my whole body being sooooo incredibly large I was done with extra body parts. Then Elijah showed up. Belly shrunk, boobies got bigger, and bigger. I never quite understood why people who looked the same size as me needed shirt sizes bigger to fit their chest. Well as I start to go through my clothes that came out of my closet during my pregnancy I realize that none of my sweaters will fit until I'm done being a cow. All my shirts are just so unflattering now. I typically end up wearing my work Polo's every day just so I don't have to see my chest in shirts.

I mean really how ironic is that, all growing up I wanted bigger boobs, now I have them and I want to get rid of them. Life is so unfair.

I'm Shrinking

Since about this time last year I slowly started to gain a small amount of weight, then quickly gained a lot of weight. 45 pounds to be exact over the course of 9 months. After Elijah was born I quickly lost 30 pounds in about 4-5 weeks. Since then I have slowly but surly continued to lose a little weight every week or so. This would seem really awesome if my body wasn't also shrinking. The weekend before I went back to work I went out and bought about 6 pairs of pants so I could go back to work not wearing maternity pants. Now however, all those pairs of pants are getting a bit on the big size but my pre-maternity pants are still slightly to small. Grr, stuck between a rock and a hard place, but at least I fit.

Watch out Mad blogger on the loose!

Ahh!! Two blogges in the same week. I know that is so uncharacteristic of me lately.

First I will send out a thanks to BJ for still thinking it is a good idea to get married! I feel the same way but it is nice to know he feels the same way.

Now on to the good stuff. Most of you know my supervisor at my externship is pregnant, but so are two other individuals at the clinic. So I spend the majority of my day around women who are slowly gaining little tummies and I start to day dream. Most of you also know that when my brain gets going I just can't stop, so naturally it's been going in the direction of pregnancy. I keep thinking about how different life will be once I am pregnant and I am starting to catch myself not doing things so I wont have to change them when I do get pregnant. CRAZY!!!! NEED TO STOP!!!!

For example, I want to by some new clothes, especially pants, but I don't want to buy anything that I might grow out of in two or three years. Okay really two or three years, people buy new clothes all the time in that extent of time. Maybe I should just jump the gun and buy myself something like this so I don't have to buy new underwear in three years when I get pregnant. Then shirts, that's a whole nother story. To save time Just call me a freak and get on with it. So could some one make me a giant L to hang over my bed to remind me I am loser? Thanks.