Little Diplomat in the Making

Okay, Here's My Deal...

Husband's birthday was today. We went out to eat and our almost three year old son was really good at supper. When daddy told him it was time to go, he stood up on the booth seat, waved and shouted, "Bye people! Bye People!" Where that came from, I have no clue, but it was cute. I just had to brag. No more deal. Stop reading now...go on, shoo!!

Almost Too Much

Okay, Here's My Deal...

See those penguins?

That is how I feel.

All the time anymore.

Just crabby and baring my teeth at anything that looks at me...not even looks at me funny, just looks at me. Period. That is all it takes.

Good thing I only have 8 more days with my students...they are working my last nerves. Then two weeks off before the c-section and the new baby! That is a shining spot.

It is just that I get so hot in the mornings at school and then that zaps me so much by the afternoon, even though my schedule is light, I am whooped.

Then, because I am so tired, I feel like I am shortchanging my son because I can't interact with him like I used to. So, the brunt of taking care of him falls to my husband and I feel bad about that because he is feeling a lot of stress right now anyway.

There is so much left to do at school before I leave--my lesson plans are all done, but the state of my room is awful. There is no way I can leave it for a sub the way it is, but I am running out of time to do it all. Going in early is an option, but like I said I get so hot...after school I am so tired...so I try to do as much during hte day as possible.

The dog may have impregnated a neighborhood dog...now granted, our dog should not have been out running around loose and we should have fixed him by now, but, does it make sense to you that if you do not want your felmale dog to have puppies that you would either (a) fix her or (b) put her inside or in a pen when she is in heat instead of just tying her up in your yard? But, these neighbors are like the Clampets, but with a little less likeability. So, who knows what they are thinking?

Husband's birthday is tomorrow...have not gotten a card or a gift yet. Had opportunities, but have not taken them. Dork.

Maybe just because this is a Monday I am overreacting.

Guess I better go before I think of anything else to complain about.

Dreaming Dogs and Squeaky Throats

Okay, Here's My Deal...

Many strange sounds have come from our home lately. The other night, I was laying down reading before going to bed and I heard a sort of puffing sound from the end of the bed. I glanced down and here was our dog...out cold but twitching his hind leg and puffing out his cheeks. Pretty soon, I heard a little grrr and then another and then a loud sigh. I read some more and heard him grr grr again, so I watched and just then he bared his teeth (still out cold mind you) and let out a low GRRRRRRRRRRR, twitched some more and then he was done. Don't know what he was dreaming about, but he meant business.

Now, the other strange sounds are coming from me. I have gotten this cold (knock on wood that is all it is going to be) and from all of the coughing, I have developed a severely scratchy throat and squeaky voice. Couple that with 3 and a half hours of parent teacher conferences last night and I sound just peachy today...ready for 3 more hours!

A note to my Ohio cohort...I also did the NCAA thing at school. I am about 148th out of 220 entries, so I feel your pain.

Little Things...

Okay, Here's My Deal...

It just seems that little things keep happening this pregnancy, making it so different from the first. Here are justa few of the things I have noticed/expreienced this time around:

1. I am so much more hormonal this time andI cry so much easier at anything--last time I was hardly like that.
2. My arthritis actually flared up in my knees this time about mid second trimester (but now has settled down and is not even noticeable)--last time it virtually disappeared.
3. This time, no hints or signs of carpal tunnel--last time I had it in both wrists and wore braces on them for several weeks.
4. I am now on an antibiotic because I have the start of a little urinary, bladder or kidney infection--nothing like that last time.
5. I have developed a yeast infection not where you might expect, but rather under my breasts--not last time (I know, thanks for sharing that one...)
6. Even though I have not gained very much weight at all (maybe 6 or 7 pounds) I feel so much larger than I ever did last time.
7. I am STILL gagging when I brush my teeth, though not as bad--last time I was done midway through.

Just like I said, nothing too major but just the little things that keep happening. Makes me even more sure that the decision to go ahead and have the doctor do a tubal during the C-section is the right one for me. I can't imagine doing this again, especially now that I am 40.

Guess that is all for now...except to ask a fellow blogger, when a new post, there, Ohio Queen?

You Have Been Lied To

Okay, Here's My Deal...

All your life, teachers like me have been lying to you. "There is no such thing as a stupid question," we all tell our students. Not true.

There ARE stupid questions.

And usually they are ones that are asked not because someone really wants to hear the answer or truly does not know the answer...the person asking the question KNOWS the answer, but somehow thinks that by posing the question they will appear to be thoughtful or wanting to sound helpful...all the while hoping they don't get the answer or response they expect. Those kinds of questions just burn my cookies because they make me feel like somehow I am to blame for your deal whether that is the intention or not.

If that is your deal, do me a favor and just don't ask in the first place or just suck it up and do what you think I want to begin with--maybe I am having a deal of my own at the moment and can't ask my own stupid question of you.

Name Name Bo-Bame Banana Fanna Mo-Mame...

Okay, Here's My Deal...

We still have not 100% picked out a name for this baby coming in just under 7 weeks. We go back and forth, thinking we might have one and then we change our minds. Tonight, we think we have narrowed it down to two and three of the six grandparental units have agreed they like one over the other. I am hoping that by the end of the week, we will have a name picked out.

The hardest part is that when we had the first boy, he got our favorite name and now any other names just don't get us as excited as we were when we decided on his. We have had a girl name since we first found out we were pregnant the first time--so, if by some reason the ultrasound was wrong and it is a girl and not a boy, we are set. That has been known to happen and I joke that this may be the reason we can't seem to settle on a boy name. I guess we will know for sure in a few weeks, now won't we?

Nothing Clever Tonight...

Okay, Here's My Deal...

I call this penguin graphic "Freaked Out" and I thought it appropriate because that is how I feel right now about just about everything. As of Friday, two days ago Fridday, I have 7 weeks to go until my C-section and just 5 weeks to go before the start of my maternity leave from school. Now, it is not the lesson plans that have me freaked out--I have had those done for months...I could leave tomorrow and anyone could come into my room and know what I have planned for the rest of the school year.

It's just that, well, my classroom always looks like a tornado, tsunami and earthquake hit it simultaneoulsly. I am an organized person in a disorganized environment...there is a method to my chaos, but I am the only on that knows it and try as I might, I can't seem to dig out of it and I am running out of time.

Then, there is the house. Not in much condition for a new baby, but little by little we are getting there. I say we, but in all honesty, I mean my husband. The bulk of it has seemed to fall in his lap...not that I necessarily planned it that way, but as I am getting bigger and more tired I am less able to do my share--not that I do my share most of the time anyway. He is neater than me and takes on a lot of the responsibility even when I am not pregnant. Lately, I feel so crappy about it because I see and feel the toll it is taking on him. He is a little freaked out, too, but he would not admit it because he doesn't want to worry me. He seriously needs some him time, but he won't take it. I feel like he is putting everything he needs off for me right now and while I appreciate it so much and don't tell him nearly enough, I know that he will hit a breaking point soon and it will not be good.

Then there is our son, you know, the one we already have, not the one I am still working on. The last two weeks have been really trying for him. Two and a half is a hard age...he is becomming more vocal, but can't say everyting he wants and he gets SOOOO frustrated and then his temper (got that from me, I am positive) goes and it is on. Everything is a battle and he is not trying to be uncooperative--just testing and seeing if we are going to be consistent and follow through. Normal for his age, but just a little overwhelming for us.

I am starting to wonder if he is starting to realize what is about to happen or at least senses changes on the horizon. We have been trying to do some changes as we have gone along so not everything happens at once, but I think we may have overwhelmed him. In the past two weeks, we have converted his toddler bed into a big boy bed...and we got the crib set up and used his old mattress for that...we have moved his car seat over so that he would be used to riding in a different spot in the van...next will be to put the other car seat in with him...

Then there is my relationship with God. I put it last, but it should be first. That statement there just sums it all up. I think that is why everything else has me so freaked out is because I have fallen so off track with my most important relationship. And I don't say that to slight my relationship with my husband. But being on track with Him who created me in order for me to be with my husband and children, well, that is most important because without that, there would not be the other relationships I have.

Okay, I think I will go to the fridge to see if we have any cheese to go with my whine I have just had.