Two of my good friends – Melissa and Angie – threw me a baby shower this past Saturday. I was amazed at how many of my dear friends showed up! I felt so supported and loved – it was so awesome!
I received so many different things for Baby Girl! Some clothes, some diapers, some bath stuff – I can’t complain at all! She’s so covered now! I still need to grab just a few more things for her like another sleeper (the zip up kind) along with some sheets for the co-sleeper. I also need to grab some “girly” receiving blankets (we’ve still got ALL of Xander’s baby stuff but a little pink wouldn’t hurt, lol). I also want to pick up a Bundle Me for the car seat. I also would like to snag a Pink Boppy Changing Pad Set as well as a pretty pink Boppy cover.
Here are the rest of the photos uploaded to Flickr!
I’m thinking of making a trip over to BabiesRUs and using the 10% off coupon they sent me. Might make that trip this weekend so that hubby can help out (him and Xander like to shop for the baby also).
Still need to solidify baby memory book plans. I’ve decided to make it – scrapbook style – so I need to visit the local scrapbook store and see if they have any premade “baby book” inserts. I already have an empty 8.5×11 book but I need to grab some girly fabric – so I assume a trip to Joanne’s is on the agenda also.
Need to finish cleaning the guestroom so my parents have a place to sleep when they get here. OMG so much to do!
Around three years ago (almost four now I suppose) I began taking Cymbalta for depression and anxiety when Alan (my husband) deployed to Iraq. I had dealt with depression before many times (be it as a teenager or after having a baby) so it was nice to finally get on something to help it.
When I found out I was pregnant a couple years ago I switched to Zoloft knowing that Cymbalta was “too new” on the market and not tested enough with pregnancies. I ended up losing that baby but stayed on the Zoloft knowing that I wanted to try again for another.
Fast forward to now – I’m 7 months pregnant and am now on Prozac because the Zoloft made me incredibly sick. The Prozac doesn’t make me sick but it also doesn’t seem to be as strong as I need. Sure when I take it regularly I can get out of bed and “function” and all – but that’s about it. Every days just feel “ok” – I am just going through the motions of life and it’s kinda depressing. Maybe I need to up my dosage? Maybe I just need to “deal with it” for a couple more months until the baby gets here and then get back onto Cymbalta (which in my opinion worked the best for me).
I just worry that once I have the baby the good old Post Partum Depression will kick back in and the Prozac won’t help and I will be an even bigger mess. Depression SUCKS any way you look at it …
I’m okay – really – I am just tired of “going through the motions” each day and need a bit of a wake up call … or a swift kick in the ass …
I had myself dropped from last terms classes – Statistics and Senior Capstone because of several reasons. One reason being my lack of interest due to both suffering from complete burnout along with lack of anti-depression pills. The medicine that I had been on for depression/anxiety (Zoloft) had begun making me sick and turning my insides to burning hot jelly (or so it felt like it). So, I stopped them – cold turkey – which made me turn into a hellacious pregnant monster who slept the days away and when she was awake growled and snarled at even her closest friends. Not pretty. But, amazingly enough dropping the classes helped my mood a lot. So did getting onto some other depression medicine called Prozac. Neither Prozac nor Zoloft kick the depression away like Cymbalta did – but alas, Cymbalta hasn’t been tested enough on pregnant women so I’m not going to be the beta tester.
So, because of burnout and coming close to hitting the ground depression-wise I’ve been sorta anti everything when it comes to design. It’s a shame since when I’m in my prime I can kinda kick some ass. My geek friends will vouch for me.
I began a class again tonight – that Capstone class that I
flunked out of dropped out of because it was online and gave me zero direction. It’s a huge project-type class. One where you have to come up with some invention – either completely new or an improvement on something already out there. My online teacher left us to our own devices and I am still wondering how the hell people chose topics with no springboard. I for one am not a “come up with an idea and run with it” type of girl – I will admit it. But if an idea is thrown out there and I’m tasked with “making it so” I’m your girl.
It took over two hours – but my team came up with a brilliant idea (that I will not be sharing here at ALL until it’s time to present it). That two hour brainstorm session got my brain going again. It’s nice to have a working, thinking brain. Too bad it decides to work and think up a storm at 1am! But – I guess I should be grateful it’s still working.
This leads me to think that me sitting here waiting for people to come to me and ask for a website design, or a blog design it a complete waste of time. I’m going to start working on some designs and dabbles and put ‘em up on the blog (or most likely if they would be more WAHM oriented I will put them up at EasyWAHMWebsites instead). Give me a little time to think, or challenge me with something. Give me some direction fellow webbies! I certainly need it!
This post was written a few days ago – but I decided to open it up because I’m finding that the depression that I’ve had over the years has seriously gotten worse. I’ve always felt that writing about it was easier and I wanted to bring attention to depression as an “illness” so here it is.
I do have to say that pregnancy-wise I’m feeling a little better now that I know what “it” is now (a girl). But I’ve completely dropped every single other ‘plate’ that I’ve been spinning. I even emailed my advisor at school to withdraw me from the two internet classes that I am taking. I will be getting “F’s” in both classes.
I will be picking up a prescription for Prozac today in hopes that I will be able to reclaim my brain. I will let you know how it goes.
I actually got to go OUT with some friends the other night to the local “watering hole” (where I drank only water of course, lol). I did some karaoke and mostly just people watched. I love to people watch because there are some wacky people out there that are just demanding to be snarked on. Saturday night was no different.
We (five of us) were sitting at a table near a BIG group of men and women (we’re talking like 15+). There seemed to be a mix of both married types and single types (I’d hope judging by their actions, lol). There seemed to be a severe lack of brassieres among the women though. There were some wearing strapless tops and some wearing almost semi-formal dresses (and one wearing a belly-bearing hippy style dress). It was almost as if these chicks had never been to a hometown, hole-in-the-wall style bar before!
One girl who clearly had an engagement ring and a wedding ring on kept showing off her floppy mommy-boobies too. It was kinda gross seeing as though they weren’t very nice to look at. She wasn’t exactly a “small” girl either. She kept dancing with the other girls in her group and really making a fool of herself. She’s not going to like herself very much in the morning.
So okay … I realize that a lot of mom-types never get to go out very often. But when you do get that rare chance here are some rules of the road:
- Wear a bra! They make strapless ones that work well underneath strapless tops. No one wants to see your mommy-boobies flopping in the wind.
- Keep the “girls” in your top. This goes with the first rule – no one wants to see your floppy mommy-boobies, especially if they are flopping in the wind (or sitting on the pool table).
- Don’t freak dance too hard with all your girlfriends. You just end up looking like a total fool. No one freak dances anymore anyway – especially at a bar that plays a lot of country music. How the hell do you freak dance to country music!?
- If you are obviously married don’t act like a ho. You just look like .. well, a ho when you do that.
- And, my personal favorite rule – one that I’ve personally had experience with – if the rum you ordered comes in a bucket with 10 straws do NOT drink it ALL yourself! Get a few friends to help you drink it. Believe me – people will take pictures of you and post them on Facebook looking like a drunkin’ ho-ho.
If you’re a mom-type just have some class. At some point your children will have Facebook accounts and they WILL find the photos.
“Mommy – why are your boobs sitting on the pool table?”
Well, not *exactly* groovy – but better than I have been lately. Hello 2nd trimester! What the hell took you so long?
I have a smidge more energy and I’m not nauseous 24/7 anymore. Although, any and all odd smells send me running (so hubby still has kitchen cleaning duty) so I’m still kinda useless. Especially since two days in a row now the dog has gone through the trash. Hubby cleaned the kitchen yesterday and now there is trash on the floor. I started to clean it – but there is something rotten in there. So it was a no go for me. I really need to purchase another baby gate for that room. We had a swinging gate type of baby gate but it went through a PCS then I actually fell THROUGH it and busted it (and busted my ass in the process). So – it’s not there which allows my wonderful trash-sifting, tortilla eating, cat pan scavenging Labrador into a vast wonderland of kitchen.
Ahh the wonders of pregnancy and furbabies that love you.
13 weeks 3 days