Thursday, December 31, 2009

Goals for 09 Recap

Way back on January 1, 2009, I promised to do a few things throughout the year. Goals. Resolutions. Whatever. I picked 5 things that I thought I could do, and told all of you that I would do them. Turns out I'm a bit of a liar. More like a fibber.

Let's recap, shall we?

On 1/1/09, I wrote: Blogging. I have found in the last 6 months that I love this blog. So much fun for me to share my life. I want to try and blog SOMETHING 5X a week. That's quite a bit of blogging, but I think I've already hit that for this week. I'm also going to try to post at the end of each month how I'm doing with all of these goals.

12/31/09: I definitely blogged MORE, but I certainly didn't hit 5 times a week every week. That's okay with me. I used the blog how I wanted to. Sometimes I went weeks without blogging, but that's the direction life took me. No big deal. I did post pretty frequently about my goals and how I was doing.

On 1/1/09, I wrote: Take more pictures. Both for scrapbooking and because I really like photos!

12/31/09: Success! I was totally a picture-taking fool. And now that I have a suh-weet camera, courtesy of my awesome husband, I will be taking even more in 2010. Also, I'm going to have an incredibly adorable kid to take pictures of. Any day now.

On 1/1/09, I wrote: More creativity. I already said I wanted to knit, so that's on my list first.

12/31/09: Not so much. I do feel like I've been more creative, and have definitely tried some cool new things as far as scrapbooking. I bought a book on how to crochet, and I started teaching myself. Need to work on this one next year.

On 1/1/09, I wrote: Get fit. I did pretty well last year. I'd really like to be at the weight listed on my driver's license (120. There I said it. Gives me something to work toward). My 16-year-old weight, because really, who changes that? I'm only 15 pounds away. This time last year, I was almost 40 pounds over, so I think I can do it. I'm already lighter than I have been in almost 6 years. I do want to lose weight, but I'd really love to be toned, because I've been thin, but I've never been toned. I'm going to keep going to Curves, mostly for the monthly check-in (again, I need accountability), but I want to do more. I started a Jillian Michaels workout yesterday, and I think it is going to be awesome. I could barely do it, and I am so sore today. But a good sore, you know?

12/31/09: HAHAHAHAHA. Epic fail. But I have a super excuse. It's called pregnancy. This goal will be recurring for 2010. Although right now, I'm only 15 pounds heavier than my previous "heaviest I've ever been" weight. And I didn't hit that weight again until I was into my third trimester. Not too shabby, eh? I got a Wii Fit for Christmas and will also be getting the Jillian Michaels workout our of storage once little Tator Tot comes along.

On 1/1/09, I wrote: Live my word. I've decided to go with "savor" for 2009. I really like the concept, explained here by Ali Edwards. I want to enjoy my life as it is right now, not focusing on things in the past, or worrying too much about the future. Live in the now. Hey, my now is pretty darn awesome.

12/31/09: I totally rocked this resolution. I have savored every single second of this pregnancy, even when I was complaining or vomiting avocados or subsisting completely on clementine oranges. I still loved it. Even though I am VERY ready to be finished, and welcome a new baby into our home, I think I'll kind of miss being pregnant. I'm working on choosing my new word right now. Lots of thoughts going through my head. I really want it to be perfect.

Did you have any goals for the year? How did you do? I want to know, especially if you failed, because misery loves company.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

December Daily, Days 8-12

Today is a snow day!  Phillip thinks we already have 6-8 inches, and it's supposed to continue snowing all day.  I just wish this had happened during the week, so I could have a day off work!

December Daily updates:

8:  A Collection of Gifts.  "Joy" from my mom.  The chest from Christ - contained presents last year.  Pinecones, etc., from my stash of holiday garland.  Put together, I created what I think is an adorable little holiday tableau.

9:  I don't have very many Christmas decorations.  After all, this is only the 4th Christmas we've had a place to decorate.  I'm trying to buy a little bit at a time.  I scored two of these fancy-schmancy trees last year at AC Moore's after Christmas sale.  75% off.  Now that makes the holidays a little brighter!

10:  Love getting a whole box of fruit from the high school FFA chapter.  We bought a box of tangelos this year.  I'm hoping they last through the new year.  He just likes to make funny faces with them.


11:  This is what a stack of 62 baby shower thank you cards looks like.  Had to buy more stamps.  Next up, Christmas cards.  (Soon!)


12:  Phillip's first deer of the season, a good-sized doe.  He hasn't had very much time to hunt this year, but we are both glad to be putting some meat in the freezer.


That's it for right now, I have to take some more pictures.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Whoa, Belly!

Ok, this belly of mine is getting outrageous. (Fun Fact: I've noticed that when I'm talking to Phillip, I refer to it as "the belly," not "my belly." As in, "Watch out for the belly when you lay down." It's seriously taken on a life of its own.

Let's recap, shall we?

At 15 weeks, I looked like this. Basically no change. Except that creepy smile. Sorry.

At 25 weeks, it was pretty obvious that I was pregnant, and hadn't just eaten too much. This was the last week of September.

Which brings us to today, at 36 1/2 weeks. That's right. Just 3 1/2 weeks away from the big day.

Wow. That thing is crazy.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Confession Time

I have a secret.

I'm going to give birth in 4-5 weeks. (Obviously, that's not the secret.)

Here it is:

I'm terrified.

In about a month, I'm going to transition from "that pregnant chick who can't see her feet" to "that new mom who has no idea what she's doing."

Yeah, scary.

I think I've been pretty good about the whole pregnancy thing. I haven't freaked out about anything, and I have generally enjoyed every moment, minus the vomiting in the beginning. That pretty much sucked, no matter how you look at it.

But now? Now I'm freaking out. If you've been reading this blog for any length of time, you know that I like to have a plan. And the idea of giving up that control to someone who weighs 8 pounds is enough to make me have a small anxiety attack.

I know that it will be absolutely wonderful, and most of me can't wait for Tator Tot to get here.

But there is still that small part that is screaming, "Are you kidding me? A mom? You can barely get to work on time! You have no idea what you're doing! The last time you cared for a child for any length of time you were 15!"

I had the crazy thought that I should just keep the baby in my uterus. Because honestly? I think I'm pretty darn good at this pregnancy thing. I've managed to keep my baby safe and happy for 8 months now. And I see no reason why I should fix it if it ain't broke.

OK, I can think of a few reasons why that wouldn't work out very well. But still. I thought about it.

So Tator Tot, I love you, and I can't wait to meet you. But please be patient with me. I'm new at this, and I'm scared. If you could come out looking completely adorable (like I know you will) it would really help. Lots. And if you could cry when someone other than me holds you, I'd probably appreciate that too. (I realize that's ridiculously selfish, but I'm pretty much giving up all of my other selfish tendencies cold-turkey. Please let me have this one.)

Panic attack over. For now.