Yippee!!!!!!!!!!!
First off, (this wasn't what this entry was about), but it says that my site had 119 page views YESTERDAY! Who is looking at this?!?!? Do I even KNOW 119 people??? Yowzers!!! I honestly wonder how many people read this. Now that would be interesting. ANYWAY. . . .

After wishing awful things on the people of Pottery Barn and being so incredibly stressed over the fact that I had no clue what was going to be done in Mr. Pruitt's room. . .THINGS HAVE CHANGED!!!!!! I was browsing ebay as I do all too often, and stumbled upon a woman that had a BRAND NEW bedding set from the infamous PBK. Not only was it BRAND SPANKING NEW, but it has all of the colors I wanted in it and, AND!!! it wasn't a "pattern" but a collage of ginghams that would allow me to do whatever the heck I wanted to with the room!! I did the "email this to a friend" thingy and sent it over to Bubba at work. He replied back, YEP. That sent me into hysterics. I just bawled for a few minutes and then decided to quit doing this to myself. I even told Chris that.

Then 2:00pm cst came (that means naptime people!!) and I found myself going OVER and OVER and OVER the set. So I emailed the lady to get my questions answered. She emailed right back. Then, my sister emailed a "Whaddya doin'?" and I told her. After 2 of her questions, I decided to work up a "Room Idea" document which I emailed to her and to Bubba. Know what he said?!?!?! "NICE!! I LIKE IT!! GOOD JOB!!" *insert automatic smile here* Carly's reply was "I LOVE IT!! Oh how cute!! I can just SEE the mural!" (because, didn't you know that Jason is a muralist so he'll be painting Pruitt's room?) SO!!! Knowing my mom was going to kick in $75 (THANK YOU MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!) I bought the bedding!!!!

What a weight lifted off my shoulders. But the funny thing was, Christopher didn't realize I'd bought it! You should have seen the shock. So I pay for it on Friday when mom gave me her check and as Chris and I are sitting around yesterday during naptime, the doorbell rings. We were both furious because we keep a DO NOT RING/KNOCK! IT'S NAPTIME!! sign on our door. Chris runs out the garage and I peek through the front to see our mailman running for cover. I hear Chris say, "Hey!" And the mailman turns around and said, "Sorry for that, but I got back to the post office and this huge box was there so I thought maybe you all would like it before the holiday so I brought it on over."

That one long sentence out of that man's mouth sent my heart RACING, the door slung open, I clutched my mouth and did the unthinkable. I jumped up and down with Chris watching in shock again. Yes, I did. Up and down trying not to shriek, "IT'S THE BEDDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" This was not what a normal person would have wanted to have seen. This was no "Girls On Trampolines" type jumping. This was big fat pregnant woman jumping that would frighten small children and make adults turn their heads. :) Chris was kind enough to carry it into the living room where I ripped the box open and found the bedding = better than described and pictured. It literally took me over an hour to calm myself down!

Mr. Pruitt's room will be decorated in blue/navy/red gingham with PBK's Under The Sea accessories. And BOY am I excited!!! Now, if I can just wait until my shower on the 18th!!! LOL PRAY FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)

The poking of the belly
Topic: Me!
Everyone always told me before I got pregnant with Cale, that unknown people would start feeling my stomach without my authorization. It never really happened so I was cool by it. But now, with this pregnancy, the touching of the belly has become a . . .a. . .well, a weird phenomenon.

Only one unauthorized person has touched my belly. . .but she's WAY distant family so it was alright. Everyone else WANTS to feel him move, they just have odd ways of showing it.

Carly ~ My poor sister. Pruitt was kicking away one night and I asked if she wanted to feel. She was beyond excited and reached over and put her hand on my belly. He kicked her and I said, "Did you feel THAT???" Her response = "Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention. Can you do it again?" Ummmmm . . .no, it's pretty much an involuntary response by THE BEING INSIDE!!!!!!

My mother ~ This woman needs medication because she can't sit still long enough to feel him move. She actually told me one night, "Are you sure he's really moving?? It could just be gas because I don't feel a thing. Unless it's supposed to feel like a heartbeat?????" Oh heavens woman!! I told her to sit still for a minute and she admitted to having no patience for it.

Cale ~ This child has successfully felt Pruitt on numerous occassions. He even got kicked in the head during church on Sunday. His response, "That's baby brother kicking in momma's belly?? Kicking's not nice." He was rather put off by the whole incident.

Chris ~ Also a successful feeler, but he and my dad rank together so I'll put them together.

Dad & Chris ~ They start out with their hands pressed firmly, but, unlike Chris, Dad hasn't felt Pruitt yet. But, LIKE Chris, they both poke. . .shake. . .wiggle. . .TALK LOUDLY. . .then poke some more in hopes to rouse Pruitt. It always ends the same way, Pruitt moves AWAY from the poking and prodding. This poor poor child!!!

Then there's Chris' family. Only one person has felt Pruitt and that is his aunt. Teresa was PUMMELED three times in a row and actually let out this very interesting yelp -like sound. A sound of complete surprise. Other than that, no one else has even touched my belly.

Then there's me. I lie in bed at night, hands on my belly (which you know is getting BIG when your hands start to fall asleep while resting up the mountain) and I think about him and what he's doing and what he looks like. And I swear to you that when I roll on my side, he turns sideways and bounces off the bed. It's really strange and bizarre. But I've also reached the stage of ALIEN BABY - where your belly moves like Alien is trying to BURST out. That's pretty cool.

I'm so glad I enjoy being pregnant. I just absolutely adore it. It happens to agree with me and, I keep crossing my fingers, I hope this isn't my last pregnancy. That single thought saddens me deeply. Maybe Pruitt will come out and win over his Daddy so his daddy will just come to the realization that 2 won't suffice. Maybe :)

I am SO ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!
Topic: Me!
I am absolutely FED UP with Pottery Barn. Remember how I was so proud about finally picking a bedding set?? How smart is it to pick a set that they no longer offer some of the pieces for!?!? And I don't mean like acessories. I mean like the FREAKING QUILT AND BUMPER PAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Apparently, if you want their bedding for your child/children, you must immediately buy EVERY SINGLE ITEM when you decide you want it or you are just out of luck. What kind of idiots are these people??????? This set has been out a month, a WHOLE MONTH, and now you can't buy the main items. Don't they know you shouldn't pull this mess with pregnant women? We have enough stress in our lives, not to mention our bodies, as it is.

So now I'm back to deciding what in the heck I'm going to do. This is seriously the most irritating thing in the world.

Naked hiney!!!!
Topic: Momma's Lover Dover
Dude. . .wait. . .didn't I just write like YESTERDAY??? You guys are gonna freak!! LOL

ANYWAY, I've been tickled ever since last night over the NAKED BABY PARADE that ensues at my house. Then, Gretchen blogged about nakedness so I felt the need to jump in.

Since Cale was born, Chris has never understood my fascination with his soft sweet hiney. (Cale's hiney, not Chris' hiney) But, now at the age of 3, Cale knows his momma's job is to GET THAT NAKED HINEY!!! It won't matter now if he's naked or clothed, he will turn around, slap his right cheek and stick it in my face. It's the most hysterical thing you've ever seen.

We've also had what we refer to as the NAKED BABY PARADE since Cale was old enough to know to hate bath time. We will parade the wet naked baby around the house in his towel and tickle and get him and laugh. Just lightens up the mood regardless. But I'm becoming concerned with how long to keep up the naked hiney thing. I can just picture Cale in college running through the dorms, pushing his hiney in the girls' faces. . .I did facilitate that with having him press his hiney on the sliding glass door. . .I just keep proving that we suck as parents!! LOL

The Addiction
Topic: Me!
It occurred to me yesterday that I have an addiction. No, it's not chocolate b/c I've found myself turning it down. And it's not ice cream either, b/c I've also turned it down lately. It's COKE!! I'm addicted to coke. Can you believe it?? ;)

If you've been in my house and seen my kitchen (you can catch glimpses of it via our website), you know that our kitchen is vintage coke. I also drink the "unleaded" coke since I try to avoid caffeine, but I can't get enough!!! There is nothing like a big glass full of ice filled with the original coke. PLEASE DON'T TRY TO GIVE ME DIET!! I WILL NOT DRINK IT!! I WILL IN FACT SPIT IT BACK IN YOUR FACE, CALL YOU SLANDEROUS NAMES AND STOMP ON YOUR FOOT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN SNEAK IT BY ME.

What I find odd is the fact that Christopher can't seem to get enough of the diet variety, yet if you sit a regular coke and diet coke in front of him, he will take a drink of each and not know the difference. That's just plain wrong!!!!!

I just never knew how much I craved that brown drink. It used to be water that I wanted, now I drink coke like water. Maybe it's the pregnancy. . .who knows. But is it ironic that I don't allow Cale to ingest the drug???? ;)

**sigh**
Topic: Momma's Lover Dover
On Tuesday, my Lover boy turned three. I spent all day on the 9th and then again on the 10th, reliving what I went through to get him into this world. I'm one of those people that can remember the exact time something happened. Chris thinks I'm strange, I think I'm anally sentimental.

To top things off. . .three years ago, almost to the minute, I was being wheeled out of the hospital after feeding Cale in the NICU and I was absolutely crushed. It hadn't crossed my mind that I would leave the hospital without my baby. And it was Mother's Day. Rewind a year before that and I had graduated from college and was absolutely crushed that my dad wasn't there. And, thanks to my memory, he hasn't quite been able to live it down.

I just can't believe how much life has changed since May 12, 2001. I would have never guessed the major roller coaster yet to come.

We celebrated Cale's birthday with a family and friend party at Chuck E. Cheese. I know the adults didn't care for it, but Cale was so happy and it was HIS birthday, so it was totally worth it for us. He was just beside himself with excitement and there's nothing better than a child beaming with happiness.

Now we await the birth of Cale's baby brother (who is currently bashing about in my stomach) and I can only imagine the changes that will take place after his birth. I've tried very hard to capture each and every day/moment of Cale's life and I hope I can give that to Pruitt too. But I know how happy we'll be. . .how much joy he'll bring to our little family. Shoot, Cale wanted to let his baby brother hear daddy's phone ring and that was a priceless moment for me.

**sigh** I just wish I knew why they had to grow up so fast ya know?? Last week he was 2 and today. . .he's 3. . .and (knock on wood) has successfully been dry, including nights and naptime, since the the night of his birthday. I keep trying to see the positives and no diapers is a HUGE positive ;) but I can't believe that he's so big. He's just seeming more grown up to me. Oh but I love him. . .and his kisses. . .and his hugs. . .and his giant feet. . .and his sense of humor. . .and his singing. . .and the way his mind works. He's just truly awesome. Truly truly awesome.

UGH!!
Topic: Me!
So I start this huge long post about how I've been trying to de-stress by stressing over other things and my sister calls. I talk to her, we go over American Idol and VOILA! I've erased my entire post and it's gone. Way gone. Like, not there!! I know it was just me forgetting what I was doing, but it still ticks me off!

So the short version is, I finally decided on a theme for Mr. Pruitt's room and registered at PBK and also at BRU so that people won't have to ask what I want. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT I WANT OR NEED JUST LOOK UP MY REGISTERY ON THOSE SITES. . . THIS IS THE STUFF THAT WE ARE LOOKING FOR! Now I'll be hitting ebay pretty hard in order to make extra cash to buy the littler things I'm wanting. . .piece by piece by piece ;)

All you loyal blog readers out there, aren't you glad that I erased my original post? Didn't this read much faster and easier? Ehhhh hush!!! ;)

Cha ching!!
Topic: Bubba
Chris has worked at his place of employment since Nov of 1999. He's enjoyed it there despite all the icky yucky big corporate stuff that happens. While I was pregnant with Cale, Bubba got a promotion to his current position - just in time for the baby! Now here we sit expecting our second miracle(why am I still in amazement??) and guess what. . .Bubba just got a promotion!!!! YIPPEE!!!!!!

This whole process has been hanging over his head for a few weeks now. He's been on an emotional rollercoaster - such that you'd think HE was the one carrying the baby, not me! But last Friday, he walked into the house WAY early and very excitedly asked me to fix his signature (I made him a personalized signature for his email.) He'd decided he wanted it "taped" to the email instead of "paperclipped." I thought he was awfully excited about it but said I'd work on it. Then he said very nonchalantly, "And while you're there, change it to say MANAGER!" And you would have thought his face was going to explode he was smiling so big.

Now, what changes does this mean are heading our way?? Honestly. . .not that many. He's been stepping up and taking over the position for the interim period so it's not going to be a big culture shock. But what will be is the nice wad of cash they'll be attaching to his paycheck. YIPPEE SKIPPY!!!!!!!! :)

Bubba is one of those that worries about money all the time, regardless of the fact that I am in charge of paying bills and balancing the checkbook. He also loves to spend it. . .seriously. . .he is a man that can spend money on ANYTHING for ANYONE at ANY TIME!! He has a problem. He now feels we can afford the baby and is even MORE excited. Funny huh??

So a big fat CONGRATULATIONS to Bubba on his big job promotion. Love ya Bubba butt!!! Now let's go shopping!!!!!!!

Coffee talk
Topic: Weirdness
Ya know, I'm not one to like coffee. I've tried it numerous times and it just doesn't turn me on. When people hear of this they look at me like I've just hit them. Sorry folks, don't like ANYTHING that tastes like coffee. Nothing that has coffee in it even! (Why do people do that??? Start naming off stuff to see if they can catch me. It's like seafood. I don't like it!! Nope, not shrimp, not shark, not crab, not fish. NOTHING IN THE SEAFOOD CATEGORY!!!!! But I digress. . . ) One thing I DO like about coffee is the smell. I grew up in a house of coffee inhalers. In case you need a definition of a coffee inhaler, it's not a person that puts coffee beans or grinds into a bag and takes puffs from it. Oh no, a coffee inhaler is a person that will literally inhale the coffee that is too scalding hot to actually let it touch their mouths. So they inhale it straight down. This is what I lived with. To this day, my dad will literally drink cup after cup after cup after cup all day long at work (sorry dad, I did work with ya for awhile you know!! And BTW, Doesn't Uncle Rick still have your Irby cup?!?!?).

Wow, I am kind of spouting off in different directions today!

When Chris and I got married, we didn't register for a coffee pot. We did, however, receive one as a gift. We didn't use it until recently. . .because Chris has become a user. He is now an official coffee user. On Saturday mornings I can smell it through the house. It's a nice comforting memory for me :) But the real topic of this post is Starbucks. I personally don't see the love for Starbucks that others do, even Gretchen posted about it today. I've been in there one time and I drank rootbeer!! Chris absolutely LOVES his $5 cup of coffee and swears by them. So he's hooked on Starbucks also. But what's wild is they didn't really appear here in the city until about 2 years ago. Now there's one on the corner and on the opposite corner is a Target. . .with a Starbucks in it! I always saw them as the coffee house for the snobbish and jerky. I mean seriously, $5 for coffee???? But I figured they knew what they were doing, they are, afterall, a massive chain. But my opinion of those that purchase their beverages has dramatically changed.

We go to the mall to walk and people watch. Cale enjoys it and it gets us out of the house. As we sat upstairs waiting for the water show, I glanced over to these BIG HUGE HAIRY MEN, one dressed like he'd just unmounted from his horse and the other like he'd just turned off his big bulldozer on the construction site. Picturing them now?? They were two very interesting chaps, talking and sitting at their glass table. . .and my eyes wandered to their big rough dirty hands, both pairs wrapped tightly around a Starbucks cup. Luckily Cale grabbed my attention away or I would have had to pick my jaw up off the floor. I never thought that blue collar workers were Starbucks drinkers. But I'll be. . .Starbucks appeals to all sorts and apparently is also an addiction had by people in different realms.

So the moral to the story is, although I don't like what they serve, Starbucks taught me that they can unite the different cultures and ethnic groups. How many chains can say that??

The belly
Topic: Me!
I've always heard pregnant women say that ONE day they wake up and BAM (in my best Emeril impression) they have this belly. Well, that happened awhile ago for me, but SHOOT FIRE!! Have you seen this sucker lately?!?!? It's seriously MASSIVE!!!!! I mean really!! It's pretty bad when the dr goes to examine the ever growing stomach and as he's pushing trying to locate the top of my uterus says, "Whoa, you're big!" Thanks doc. That helps things a ton.

But the thing that I've never "gotten" about people is the fact that they think they can tell me what THEY think about my size. Want some examples?? Good. I have a few.

Mom ~ "Well, I guess you're starting to show."
My inner remark ~ "ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? I LOST 20LBS AND THIS IS NOT ALL FAT WOMAN! THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'RE SAYING HERE!!"

Another family member to remain anonymous ~ "I see you've gained all that weight back, you've blown up since I saw you last."
My inner remark ~ "CAN I SLAP YOU SILLY PLEASE??????????"

Carly ~ *muffling laughter as I unzip my jacket* "OMG. . .look at that BELLY!!!"
My inner remark ~ "Listen here you 5'1" midget. . .let's see how YOU look when you get pregnant and don't start complaining to me about how fat you look and for God's sake quit cutting your hair!!!"

Chris ~ "WHOA!! HELLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BELLY!!!" *now rubbing it* "Oooooooohhhh that's niiiiiiiceeeee."

Now, while we're on the topic of bellies and Chris, this man has a problem. He's one of those men that finds pregnant women VERY attractive. Granted, he's done his fair share at joking about my size and the fact that I'm backwards as far as weight gaining, but he loves the belly. He pats and rubs and pokes and pushes and talks and kisses it. Some of those things I find cool while others drive me to drink. But it is a great feeling to know that even though my stomach is GROWING out of control, this man that I call Bubba will love the belly more and more each day. That rocks.

So without further ado, here's a pic you will NOT see on my site (go there for other belly pics). This is the closest the public will see of my naked belly, but I was perplexed by its hardness and roundness. And I want to save everyone from the war scars of Cale's habitation in my stomach. Excuse the wild hair and excuse my baggy butt pants. I need ones that actually fit :) And if you look closely on the right of the pic (the actual belly part) you can see a red mark. . .that being a reminder of my lovely gallbladder that I'd like to step on for torturing me. Enjoy the view.