Fall....

I wish it were just one pretty little leave hanging out in my yard...but no, there are thousands, compounded by the wind that I decided needed to be picked up today. It started with some little last minute yard tasks and escalated to mowing and leave sucking. 5 bags later I realized that I am too dang stubborn. That is really not something that I would advise at 8+ months pregnant. The baby is mad at me, and so is my body. The ultra sad part is when you look outside, not only is it in the low 40's, but the leaves are covering the yard again...how futile is that?

So it has been a bit. My shower was amazing and beautiful and I am so thankful that we are so loved. My family on my dad's side all came and that was fantastic. My dad passed almost 9 years ago, but everyone still keeps in touch and they are so happy for us. All of my friends came out, and everyone was so generous. This baby is so loved already! I can't forget to mention that the cake was incredible. I'll plug Lovin' Oven cause they did a hell of a job! I usually don't even like cake..but this...yum! :)

So there is about 5 weeks left. I get to have another ultrasound the first week of November to check the baby's size. They will also start doing non-stress tests twice a week just to monitor. Apparently when he doesn't seem happy to be in there anymore and isn't moving as they want him to be, they will look to delivery. It is crazy the things that they can do these days.

The first quarter of school is about under my belt, and there are about three weeks left of the grad class...I have been doing well with keeping it together so the hope I have is that I can continue to do so! Here's to hoping!

Sad state of affairs

While I don't tie up all my money in the market, it is nuts what is going on. There was an article in the paper this morning that said the govt. wants to start looking into the management of banks. Are you serious? I think that the places they have had their hands in lately have been severely unsuccessful....AIG what? I don't know how to fix it, or I would be making the big bucks that all the people in or near Washington D.C. are making. All of this talk of helping the little man...the people who make less than $250,000 a year makes me nauseous. I don't know that they care about the middle class, or whatever they are being called right now. I know that there are parts of me that fear for my unborn child. Will he have to pay a million to head to college? Will there be resources available for him? Hopefully I can teach enough responsibility and management that he won't decide somewhere down the road to put himself in a $400,000 home if he can only afford one that is $150,000. Responsibilty has to start somewhere and we are not about keeping up with the Jones's.

On a different but similar note, 8 months is right around the corner and so is the baby shower. I am so excited to see everyone and everything. I am so lucky and blessed to have the people in my life that I do. It comes down to a simple thank you being enough, but it never feels like enough. I only know what goes around comes around...

I can't wait to meet my baby. I got a camcorder the other day so I am all ready to get the goods on tape!

I have been thinking about this situation since last night around ten...it makes me so angry that someone could be so stupid and have such utter disregard for someone else. To the guy in the car that I hardly saw...your a jackass. I wonder if there is a lesson here somewhere, but somehow I doubt it.

So last night heading to a wake, which isn't really a great thing anyway, I am driving down a side street that has a 25 mile an hour speed limit. I was probably doing 30. I wasn't the one that had the stop sign, jackass did. I didn't see him being followed by any cops, which in that case, I might have understood the speed. He was doing about 60. Yup, right through the stop sign. He missed us be a foot if that. I just can't get out of my head how that would have looked had something not been on my side there, because we were being looked out for, there is no doubt about that. I wanted to just turn around and go home. Some people....

So I head to the doc today to see what she has to say about this gestational diabetes thing. I don't think that she will say that it went away or anything, but there might be something good on the horizon.

Two of my very good friends are getting married this weekend. I am excited to see my friend that is in town from Georgia. I know these guys all clean up well. I'm sure it will be beautiful. I am so happy that Jeremy found someone so great for him!

What an interesting week. The Brewers seem as though they have lost their wild card spot. Last night when I saw the score against the Reds I was shocked and saddened. There was also that issue with the Cubs. It really sucks going into work when they are winning due to all of those Cubs fans. I love my people to death, but man....cut me some slack. One of my friends came into my class and put a Go Cubs! sign on the T.V...yup, at this point, Go Cubs. They might as well try to get out of their 1,000 year series slump. :)

People sometimes make me nuts. There is this person that I know and what a pain in the ass. It's passive-aggressive drama that reminds me of one of my ex's and in turn makes me cringe. I know they have to co-exist, but could you do it elsewhere please? It brings about more stress than I would care to have right now. Thanks!

So......I was told the other day that I have a mild case of the gestational diabetes. I will listen and do what I am told, but the lady that I dealt with the other day was not pleasant. I felt like I was being talked down to and I am not sure why. I understand the education part, as an educator myself, but good grief lady, I'm not the 13 year old you are talking to me like. Anyway, I have been taking the blood sugar 4 times a day because that is what I am told to do. It looks good according to their number system. I hope it stays like that...maybe it was a Labor Day fluke seeing as I went on that Monday after hanging out and grilling and such. Who knows. For the sake of the little one, I'll follow directions. It seems as though he will be coming the last week of November. According to the insurance, they have to induce first, but the thought is that it will end up being a c-section. I've been cut before so I am not sweating that. I just want to meet my baby. My mom and I also have a birthday that week, so that will make it pretty fun to share the same week with my son, and my mom with her grandson.

Another week situated...it is hard to get back into the swing of school and this meeting with that person, and that meeting with this person..I prefer when I don't have to consult a calendar, as I am sure most of us feel the same way.

I was talking to a friend about dreams last night and what the heck they all mean...last night I had a dream that there was a bear outside of my dentist's office. He wasn't really looking to attack, more like lying there like a dog would. Odd!

Grad schools starts back up next week and Wednesday will make the 7th month of this little critter growing inside me. Sometimes I feel completely overwhelmed, but most of the time I just can't wait to meet him. My cousin is one of the most thoughtful people I know...every time she comes over it seems like she has picked up yet another cute thing for the baby. My kid will be stylin'!

Seems as though the rains have come this weekend. It is fine with me because then I am not forced to do things quickly, which I am totally ok with.

F you telemarketers...I am on the no call list! What the heck is up with these people...They call until 9 P.M. The last thing I want to do at the end of the day is pick up the phone, and I certainly don't want you to be the first people that I speak with in the morning....

Getting there....

Time just keeps passing and passing....now that I have started back to work, it is going faster and that is hard to believe.

The house is getting back in order...fresh paint, carpet, curtains and new look makes it have a different feel. It was funny, I had a friend the other day that said you have to make it nice so the baby can mess it up :)

I have a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that there will soon be a baby wandering around. It was interesting, I was reading something on a forum where a person had stated that getting married and having babies is what society says that people should do, and because it says that, people do. What the hell happened to people wanting to do things for themselves? I certainly don't follow a societal norm...by any means. I can't stand the generalizations put out there. There are some people who make their decisions based on what they want, not what other people want for them. If a life of academia is what you want, then do it...because you have no maternal instinct, then I am far from the person to tell you how to go about your life. I stewed in this for a while and then figured the only person I was angering was myself.

I am trying to teach the kids about elections. We are looking at platforms and what it means to be a good leader. I would like to see them doing a bit more to challenge themselves in the arena of reading and writing. The only way you can become informed is by doing that and speaking to people. Unfortunately, I think that if you speak to people you will often times get their opinion rather than learning to form one of your own. We'll see....

For Whom the Bell Tolls:Entry for July 30, 2008

Seems like there are transitions taking place all over. I have some friends that got an offer accepted on a house that they really like! Yeah for them. We are all going through some scary times that will transpire in a very positive way, but the steps of the process are large. I am losing my patience with swollen feet and dreams that are so jacked up that I have to get up at 6 A.M. even though I would prefer not to. The number of things changing on a daily basis amaze me. I have also realized that taking out carpet is not as easy as it looks. You would think that it is just a couple of cuts, rip it out, sweep and clean......no......it's a hell of a lot more than that. The bright side is that it is out! Went to a wake and funeral the other day. As I was sitting there I could not get the idea of extended family out of my head. It is large and I am glad, but the generations have just slowly slipped away. In the same token, they left what I would consider legacies. Not necessarily the ones that have made gigantic impacts on the whole world, but stories that we continue to speak on and ways that we manage to carry on traditions and things that we have learned from one generation on to the next. I am not Catholic by any means, but was at the mass the other day...I'm curious and it may sound naive in regards to questioning religion...I have always found the scripted mass different. Different in a sense that people say, "Lord hear our prayers." Isn't the idea behind God that he doesn't need to be reminded to listen and hear? Just a thought.