Time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking

Happy womb week to you, happy womb week to you, happy womb week sweet baby, happy womb week to you… Week 32…. Omg can you believe it, only 8 more weeks to go. Today me and my hubby sang this to our daughter through the layers of my body… we showered her with gifts of love and affirmation…  then we ate oatmeal and cake!!!  I know it was a bad breakfast but give me a break, I mean I am pregnant… It is such an exciting season… 5days ago we celebrated our semi-1^st Christmas together… we gave her the Pixar movie Up and the matching novel.  So far we are on chapter 3 and she is enjoying every minute of it… it is perfect for bedtime… well at least for me it is great, I always manage to fall asleep before my husband finishes his pages… we are saving the movie to watch during the beginning stages of labor as a distraction… this holiday break has been just fantastic… I feel like my hubby and I finally had quality time together… (of course baby best too; she was been a moving machine doing all kinds of acrobatics, thus the sore spot above my belly button wear my skin has torn from the constant poking of her elbow, which caused the worst itching that i have ever experienced - i tried to attend to it with ice and lavendar, then i rubbed some Benadryl spray on it lol) we have worked really hard, purging old items and finishing the baby room – which is soooo beautiful, sometime we just go in there and stand and smile… we have also rested/played hard… we went to the movies 3 times… that is a new record for our busy lives… I have loved every bit of it to remind me how blessed I am to be in this union of love (side note about the media we watched 1^st Alvin and the Chipmunks – good message but body movements/music were way too grown, I mean who has ever seen super sexy tree rats, sending wrong messages to all the little female toddlers in the audience with grinding; Avatar – very good despite the ugly creatures, great theme and imagination, sweet love story “I see you”;  Law Abiding Citizen – ummm my spirit could have done without all the violence and corruption, furthermore the youth counseling experience wished I could have reported all the parents who thought that is was cool to bring their young ones along with them to this vexing movie; I hope that I will be a parent that is willing to say “oh well guess I cant go” when I don’t have a babysitter)

funky cold medina

i have no idea what this song is about but it is perfect for this entry... because i have discovered another unmentioned part of pregnancy... BoDY Odor... like i use to do three shows in a day and never smell "musty"... now i take a shower and wake up in the morning to a 7th grader living under my arms... i cant believe how hot and sweaty i can get so quick, without effort... lol and to add to the odor list lets add the gas that comes out of my body.... it is horrible... like i try to run from myself but it haunts me slowly like micheal myers... perhaps i should start a stay at home business packaging it and selling it to the military for special missions.. lol...

gasp!!!  i hope that these smells are not hurting my sweet baby... she has been so active lately that my insides need a knap.. i mean i can literally see her practicing for her river dance audition and playing dodge ball... gasp!!!! maybe she is playing dodgeball with my gas bubbles... that just has to be it... the other  night after we read her a book, said our prayers turned off all the lights, rocked her with warm hands, and she was still up playing womb games having a blast... i was sooooooo tired and wanted to go to sleep soooooo bad... but who can sleep with a foot in your lung - lol

i love her soooooo much, she is growing so much and brings so much joy to my day already... she responds to our touch and songs... plus all the doctor's  reports are excellent now... what they thought they saw on an original ultrasound is completely gone, and she is perfect - in the top %tal of all babies... thanks God for your faithfulness... everyday my faith and confidence in you is growing more and more!! all i have to say to the lying enemy is HA HA boo in yo face
Happy 30 Weeks in my belly sweet baby best!!!  only 10 weeks to go before you are in my arms... keep getting better everyday precious girl... wow wee!!! u r the best gift ever... see u soon

you're a mean one..

mr. grinch!  i like ths funny holiday song... i don't like that i recently had a day reflective of the song... full of grime thoughts... this is not my typical M.O... the other night as i returned the car that i borrowed from my sister, my eyes whelmed up, tears was my reaction to the reality that my life is really changing... now let me just say that tears seems to be a reaction to positive and challenging things alike these days... but this time i think it was really valid... i have not been "unemployed" since i was 15yrs old... i have had my own car since i was 17yrs... and now, by choice, i find myself temporarily without both... now i am forced completely to lean on my husband... and of course GOD as always... but my husband to a new level... he is an excellent supporter and provider but for the last two years i felt like a substantial contributor... like a team mate who plays second string but nevertheless i still had a mean hit and was often used in the game...  i mean for the last 10+ years i have been a  Charlie's angel with a theme song sung by Beyonce... but now i really am a for-real for-real WIFE and he has is THE MAN of the house.. OMG i want to rebel against this thought somehow... maybe go out on my balcony and burn my bra... but as i look down at my bear feet and hugely pregnant belly i realize it's too cold for this foolish display...  but this is just it... shazam now i don't have a research project, or long day at the office to hide behind when dishes are left in the sink or dinner is leftovers... i have tired to put on my mrs. clever hat but after one load of darks and purging one bag of crap in the office my tailbone hurts and my body takes me hostage for a knap... wow, change is challenging

this is why you should just go with the flow.... be like the lion king's wart-hog and sing "hukuna matata"... what good are our covey planners, when the most high is really in control of all things...  so what that i had planned to top last years holiday travels to the slopes of Toronto by relaxing in a beach cabana with dear friends in the bahamas... this year i will be doing something much better - i will be practicing on my birthing ball and celebrating baby best at my first shower... eat your heart out single ladies - hahahahaha

now i know what my sweet hubby will say " you are doing more than enough by carrying and caring for   human life 24/7"... and i politely smile and relax as he kisses my forehead but my mind screams BAAA humm baaaag... yeah yeah yeah... i finally arrived to the dream life of a christian women... the ability to stay home and care for my body/baby while allowing my husband to lead to the fullest... people dream and pray for this luxery.. and i admit it was my prayer as well... to be the sole caregiver for my child and home... well one of the two is not even completely here yet and i am already having second thoughts...
but i am no fool ladies... please believe i pull myself together quickly, before my bacon winner pulls in the garage i  steam away the green grup in the shower and pull out my inner eartha kitt -lol- ummmm yep i still got it, just not as often lol