Ah pregnancy. I realize that I should be very thankful that I can even carry a child but boy do I sure dislike being pregnant. Heart murmur, lower abdominal pains, getting exhausted so easily, etc etc is no fun. And my toddler is quite a handful. Funny how sometimes you can't wait to have your baby and other times you're freaked out about what your life is going to be like when you have two children under the age of two. And with the first one you don't want the baby to get any bigger but with the second you can't wait til the baby is big enough to play with the older child so they can keep each other occupied!

That is all I have for now. Must eat, baby is hungry.

Excited! Finally found kians new bedset. First we paint, then new bed, and finally must sleep train by taking turns lying with him until he's asleep. Now to decide..... Do we move both kids into one room and make the other a play room? I think it's a great idea. : )

Molars! Everyone warned me about them, but I had NO idea what we were in for!!!!

Isn't it ironic that we go through so much pain getting them in to only have them removed years later? I guess that's life for you. I just hope this stage is over soon because my son is so cranky it's almost unbearable. We fight all day like brother and sister.

Speaking of sister... We find out next week what we are having!!!! I hope it's a girl but I will be happy either way. My mother in law on the other hand..... I almost hope it's a girl just for her sake! I have been feeling like it's a girl up until last week. "its" sucking all the beauty out of me!

I can't believe how fast the time is flying by.

Saturdays are supposed to be good days. The days when you get things done and can still relax. Sigh. I spend most of my Saturdays upset because I didn't get anything done and I still have to chase my toddler around. I.e. I did not get to relax. And now, we have baby #2 on the way. So much for Saturdays.

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First Post

Okay, so this is my first post as a blogger. I've been wanting to do this for awhile but haven't had the time. Now that I'm unemployed I have a few minutes when I'm not entertaining my (almost) 8 month old son Kian. I have a lot to write about so this blog may be kind of scattered but I am quite sure while you are reading you will find yourself shaking your head - either agreeing with one of my many musings, or in disbelief. Since I want this blog to be about my life as a wife and as a mom, I am going to start with how I began dating my husband.

I was hesitant to date him at first because I had sort of dated his friend a few months ago and had pretty much jumped from one relationship to the next so I wanted to be single for awhile. I even stopped taking my birth control pills (after thirteen years!) because I didn't even want to be with anyone. I must add that I have never had a one night stand. I have always been the relationship girl. Not that I judge anyone who has - I just never have. I have literally gone from one boyfriend to the next.

I had been out of work and completely broke for a few months and needed money desperately when he bought a house that was in dire need of some paint. So he paid me to paint a few of the rooms. He owns his business and for some reason I thought he would be at work all day while I was painting. Instead he would come home and watch me paint while trying to convince me to go out with him. I don't think I ever verbally turned him down, he just kept saying things like "would you go out with me if I was taller?" and "try it, you might like it!" and I never really gave him an response. Yep, he's a salesman.

Have you ever had someone who kept asking you out and then when you finally decide to give it a chance, you get all excited because you know at the end of the night you're going to give in and the other person is going to be so incredibly happy? That's what I did. The next few weeks were a little awkward because I had made the mistake of making fun of his many attempts to sway me to my friends and felt guilty and ashamed to tell my friends that we were together now. We didn't really tell our friends right away, but three weeks later I told my mom that he was "the one". So many emotions (not to mention questions) came with this realization. How did I know so soon? Was I sure? Could this be right? Could I end up with the guy I had been making fun of to my friends? He liked me so much and he put up with all of my moodiness. And then a month later he told me something we both already knew - that he loved me. It's funny how sometimes you can tell that someone really wants to tell you they love you for the first time but they don't know how or they are scared how you will react. He kept starting to tell me a few times and then didn't. Finally one morning while we were lying in bed he looked at me and said, "Wanna know something you already know?" and I probably smiled the biggest smile ever because I knew he was going to say it.

Next blog; the proposal.