A conglomeration of things...

Sorry I have not posted any new information lately. Life as been hectic. And if my typing is off, it is because I just slammed my finger in the door. Ouch.

Lofton and I spent the weekend in Savannah for Cassie's wedding. It was beautiful, the weather was fantastic, and although i did not see my husband very much I think he enjoyed himself. I had a wonderful time reacquainting with old friends, and reminiscing about high school. Cassie was, as expected, an exquisite bride. She was beaming with happiness, and as her oldest friend it was wonderful to see. This is a particularly foul picture of me, but Cassie looks great. I look puffy.

I have found that as long as I take my medicine I can keep my sickness under control. I self experimented and took myself off for a day, but it didn't turn out very well. Evidently I am destined to be ill for the duration of this pregnancy. Yippee!

I am in a foul mood today because my kids have gotten summer-itis a little early. But, when I got home today I realized that it is April 23. And, on April 23, 2004 I took a very dashing young man to a Spring Formal, and the rest as they say is history. Since most of you know Lofton and I's history I won't go into detail. I will, however, say that I am a very lucky girl to wake up everyday next to my prince, and now that we are soon-to-be parents I love him more than I thought possible.

Also, yesterday, my step-father in-law's mother passed away. Lofton and I are both so sad for Lee, John Lee, and the whole Richter family. Dot was always very spirited and funny. She loved Charlie Joseph's, lunch at Katie's everyday, Georgia football, and John Wayne movies. In the four years that I have been a part of this family, the happiest I have ever seen her is when she was spending time with John Lee. When he would take her to lunch, or spend time with her at the house she lit up with joy. Please keep them in your prayers.

appointment yesterday

Sorry I didn't write yesterday. Needless to say, it was the worst day in the history of my third grade career. I will never make children write their multiplication facts for homework EVER again. There are some very crazy parents in the world, and Lord help me if I become one of them.

My doctor's appointment went well yesterday. Thank you, Dr. Alverson, for giving me some medicine for my morning (but not really in the morning) sickness. I am hopeful it is going to work. So far today has been great. I have also switched from my prenatal vitamins to Flinstones. I actually got the Flinstones gummies and they are fabulous. It's like eating gummy bears (my favorite candy). I still haven't gained any weight, but I'm sure it will come.

We also got to hear Baby B's heart rate with the Doppler. It was 152. The first time we heard it it was 161, so Dr. Alverson said it is still running relatively high. My blood pressure was also a little higher than usual, but the nurse said that could be due to my stressful day.

Other than that the visit was very uneventful. My next appointment is May 7th. That's when we find out if Baby B is a she or a he.

Will it ever end?

I didn't enter into pregnancy naively thinking it would be a piece of cake. I'm very familiar with both children and pregnant people. I read a lot, I know a lot of people who have had babies, I've taken child development classes... Basically, I'm educated.

BUT, I am almost positive that in NEARLY EVERYTHING I have read morning sickness is supposed to end when your first trimester ends. Well, it hasn't. Twelve weeks has come and gone. And quite honestly, I'm tired of being sick. Poor Lofton has resorted to pleading with the baby every night to stop making me so ill. We see Dr. Alverson on Wednesday so I am hoping for some relief.

In other news, Lofton has finally given me the go ahead to out his paper route on the blog. I have really done well keeping this a secret. I have only told my close friends and school collegues. I let him be in charge of telling his family. And he has told everyone, except Sally. So Sal, if you are reading this, SURPRISE Lofton got a paper route. He really is crazy!

In the beginning, I thought he might push me over the edge, but after a few weeks we are adjusting. He isn't as tired, and I really just don't care anymore. He didn't ask before he got the route, he just did it. Obviously I would prefer him not be worn out all the time, but he is bound and determined that this is what he wants to do, so I really see no point in arguing about it. And I do appreciate the sentiment behind it, he really feels like he needs the paper route to take care of our family.

Since I was awake sick on Friday night/early Saturday morning I tagged along for a short ride. It was kind of fun. Although Lofton did make me fold and bag papers. I didn't last the whole time because I got sick and had to come home, but if having a mid-day paper route was an option I might consider it as a summer job. (Consider being the key word)

Doctor's appointment on Wednesday. We get to listen to Baby B's heart again and I think we get to set the date for finding out if Baby B is a he or a she. Sorry Cassie, I don't think Dr. Alverson is going to tell me early as a wedding gift to you. I'll ask though!


And as a tribute to my favorite bride to be, an old picture I found in my dresser from the summer after freshman year. My how things have changed!