Pregnancy Update & Quotes

(Sorry no pictures this time)

I am going to be 25 weeks along on Monday. I had a doctors appointment today. Just routine. I can't believe I only weigh 112. I feel huge and I definitely feel the weight. Just flipping myself around in bed, bending down to pick something up, or stepping up on a step stool. I get to have my 28 week Ultrasound on Feb. 11th. to check on the growth of the baby. I am not worried about the growth of this baby! I can't believe the next appointment is already my last Ultrasound! After that I will be on the 2 week schedule again, yay! This baby is going to be here so soon because of the move that we have to get through in March. That is going to take my mind off of the third trimester a bit. There are other things to distract me like taxes, Kindergarten registration, Marcelus 5th birthday party, my mom coming and taking Phoenix for a week and a half, you name it. Once I'm on that 2 week schedule it's going to fly! Guess what else happens soon? In 3 weeks I have to take that nasty orange glucose test...yes, the one that I took last time where I didn't quite pass so they made me try and take a three hour glucose test which just resulted in a lot of orange barf. Not fun. The good news this time is that I don't have to attempt to fast (because that is seriously a joke) so I can eat a huge breakfast. I am going to pack myself with tons of non sugary breakfast food and that will hopefully offset the glucose drink. If I don't pass I will refuse the 3 hour test. They'll make me do the 1 hour again and if it comes back bad then they will just treat me as if I have gestational diabetes. I have no doubt I probably am borderline. Sometimes I crave sugar. My blood sugar levels in my body are all whacked out probably which is probably why I pass out within a few hours if I don't eat. Sugar is the last thing I need if I'm about to pass out unless there's something to offset it. Don't tell anyone but last night I was craving something sweet. I don't have much because I'm going to the store tomorrow so I opened up a can of sweetened condensed milk and took a few bites. That was good...and all I needed. I have been chewing Chiclets gum a lot, just for the sugar. Once it's gone I spit it out. That's bad. I could definitely see myself having diabetes at some point in life.

On a lighter note, I have decided on a school for Marcelus next year. I'm pretty sure it's the best school on the planet. If you're wondering, it's Ben Franklin Public School. I went and observed the school. The 5th graders were multiplying and dividing fractions with whole numbers...something I wasn't doing til 8th grade probably. This school is all about academics and good behavior, no nonsense. He's going to be in his cousin Eden's class! I would have never thought living in the big East Valley of Phoenix, he'd end up in the same class let alone the same school as his best cousin! Awesome.

Sharrid starts school this Monday and will be ready to apply to the Nursing Program this summer. He's going to try and get into AZ central college so that he doesn't have to wait to start it. If he does go there, he'll do a pre-Nurse program in the fall and then start the real 2 year program next January! So if all goes well he should be completely done in 3 years.

We are moving in March. Shar will be closer to school, closer to work, and we'll be closer to family. The location is a win win for us so we are really excited. We really love this ward. This is truly how a ward should be. I could go on and on about the diversity, the service, the love and care, how non-materialistic and non-superficial these people are, how Zion like and how non-prideful they are. We will really remember this ward. The only other sad part about the move is that we have to take Marcelus out of Preschool 6 weeks early. He loves it, he's so smart, he loves to learn and gain knowledge, he loves his teacher and classmates, and it's his one time to get out and be independent. I hate to take that away from him but I have no choice. He doesn't need it academically right now. I think he's ahead of the pack but I'm going to work with him anyway. I'm also going to have to get involved and make friends early so that he can make friends too and have a social life. It's going to be a long summer but I hope with the new ward, family closer, swimming, and a new baby...he'll be distracted enough and have fun enough to not be cooped up and cabin fevered. I can't wait for him to start Kindergarten. He's going to have a great time at school and just soak it all up. I'm starting to realize that Marcelus is growing up very fast and he is a little boy now...a very capable and smart boy, and he's going to be helping me more than he knows in no time at all. I hope he's okay with that...he's a really great kid. He does have a strong personality like I do, and he's a true first child, very responsible. He seems older than he is and that might be a really good thing for me.

Quotes
Marcelus: I want to marry you.
Me: You can't marry me. I'm married to daddy already. You have to marry someone your age and who isn't your cousin, like Gigi or Chloe, or Stella.
Marcelus: But Stella's my cousin.
Me: Oh, yep, you can't marry Stella. (I can't believe he remembered they are distant cousins...cute.)

Me: Shar, have the boys pick up these trains while I get Phoenix clothes.
Shar: Sure, I'll be the bad guy.
Marce: So you'll turn into Darth Vader?
This was funny cause Shar was being sarcastic, I was rolling my eyes and Marce thought he was being serious because Shar always plays with the boys with their Darth Vader mask on.

Story
This morning Sharrid woke me up which he usually does. What he does is come in and fling all the blankets off of me and tells me harshly to get up, not nice. I shivered a bit and proceeded to move when it hit! The worst calf muscle cramp in history! I couldn't move. I couldn't bend my foot. I tried. I just laid there like a whale and screamed for like two minutes. The boys thought dad was hurting mom and started yelling at him while he was trying to talk to me (um yeah no, I'm yelling my face off) and trying to put my foot up. After it FINALLY left I asked him (panting) why he didn't help me pull my foot back. He said he tried but it was so tight and it wasn't happening. He said he would have snapped my ankle (yeah okay, no thanks). Needless to say, my calf has been SO tight today!

I haven't had a calf muscle cramp since High School. It was in the middle of the night. I shot right up in bed and grabbed it, finally flexed it, and didn't yell quite as much. When I laid back down I was panting and I felt like I'd been run over by a truck. This one was much worse. Wow. Hope that's the last time that happens this pregnancy.