That's Life...You'll See...

So everyone knows that we have to work to make a living to be able to pay for the things we need...food, house, ac (its a necessity not a want hehe), running water, internet, etc. I am here to tell you though that I hate it. I dread waking up to go to work everyday. I hate the drive. I hate opening the doors and walking in. It is almost like 100 lbs pushes down on me. I hate the headaches. I want people there to do things and wish that they didn't have to call me every ten seconds. I want them to follow the rules so that I don't have to be the bad guy and get on to them. I can't wait to be done. I cut my hours down a lot this week because of just that. It like senioritis but workitis.

I have senioritis really bad too though. I hate getting up and being at school by 8 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I hate that I have a Monday night class. Who wants to go sit in a classroom for three hours? NOT ME. I am ready to graduate and have it all done and over with. Adam is ready for me to be done too because I make him help me with all of my homework. He is lucky when I do an assignment on my own. I have gotten really lazy. I have helped him with his homework though. He had to cut out things this summer for his geology class and I did it for him. I would help him with more, but half the stuff that he takes I have no clue about.

My dreaded speech is tomorrow. UGH. I said Thursday or Friday that I was going to practice all weekend so I would be prepared and I haven't. I have been lazy. Why am I such a procrastinator? I have been one for years. I think it's a trait I get from my parents. They say we get a lot from our parents. Our kids are going to be in trouble.

I am convinced that I get stressed out so easily and I am so emotional because my mom was the Relief Society President when she was pregnant with me and had to make sure 120 sisters in the ward were okay and taken care of all the time. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

I am ready for December to be here. The cool weather. Graduation (I am trying to convince my mom that I am not walking I'll be like 8 months pregnant. I don't want to sit through something for that long on a hard chair.) The baby's due date will be around the corner. I'll be done with work. I can't wait.

Why do I complain so much about everything and dislike things right now so much? Cause it's my life and something I have to deal with an put up with and I don't want to.

So...

I have heard that my blog posts are never positive and I never have anything good to say. Well "Miss" Jan this one is for you. I am so blessed to be married to a guy that treats me like a queen. We may disagree on a few things, but he does so much for me and works so hard to support our little family so that when this little baby comes, I will not have to work. I am so excited that we are going to be parents. (even though one of us is still a kid himself and I have to convince him to eat some veggies :) ) I am looking forward to hold this little baby in my arms and just look at him. I wasn't happy about being pregnant at first because I knew we couldn't afford diapers etc. However, we have been blessed because Adam got a way better job and we make enough to get diapers and formula. We still haven't agreed on a name yet...but hopefully soon we will be able to call him something besides him and baby. It definitely will not be Batman. I go back to the doc in a few weeks and can't wait. It has been a blessing even though without a gallbladder, my stomach hurts more, my clothes don't fit, I keep getting infections, etc. But it has truly been a blessing.

Rules

So I decided that since I am going to be a mom for the first time, that for this kid I can make up as many crazy things as I want to. If people have a problem with it...too bad.

- Everyone has to wash their hands before holding him (I don't care who you are)
- He is not the social event of the hour, therefore he will not be passed around everywhere I go
- No one that smells like smoke at all will be able to hold him. (I gag when I smell smoke and so think of how a lil baby feels when he has to smell it. YUCK!)
- Animal hair makes me barf - if its on you and you get it on him, I won't be a happy camper
- No you aren't taking him anywhere, so don't ask
- You can come visit, just call ahead to make sure it's okay
- If he is sleeping, I will be sleeping. It doesn't matter who is over or what they are doing. (thanks Court for the tip!)
- My rules stand even if I am not with him, so don't think you will get away with anything when he is with Adam. Like my mom says "I have spies everywhere."
- I will not be a stickler on him only eating every four hours. If he is hungry, he will eat.
- I will also not wake him up in the middle of the night to eat. When he gets hungry, he will let us know. Don't wake him to feed him.
- Do not kiss him and lipstick on his face. I hated that when I was a kid and don't want to have to try and clean it off him.

These are not to offend anyone, but to start off I am probably going to be one paranoid momma. If you don't like it...TOUGH!!!

I absolutely love...

- twix candy bars
- getting a new hair cut
- getting a pedicure (I miss them)
- watching my mom on the wii fit (its funny how competitive she is [even though she says she isn't])
- cuddling with my husband (he is so sweet and has been so understanding lately)
- getting my siblings approval (it makes me feel good when they agree with me)
- friends checking on me
- feeling Baby Haynes kick
- getting to listen to Baby Haynes heart beat when I go to the doctor
- when Kari asks my opinion of something (it makes me feel important)
- naps
- my nieces and nephews
- having a day off
- cookie dough
- cake batter
- brownie batter
- sleeping in
- looking at baby stuff
- oreos and milk (yum)
- listening to tuck talk on the phone...he's so cute but you can't always understand him
- watching hunter and tucker play baseball on the wii
- having clean sheets on my bed
- getting new shoes


Sadly for now, that is all I can come up with. My strongly dislike post was much longer. Sad day.

Lil Jacquie Tagged Me

So I don't know how to do a link and have you just click on their name so Jacquie http://thebedkefam.blogspot.com tagged me.

Here are the rules:

1. Link the Person who Tagged you.

2. Mention rules on your blog.

3. Tell about 6 quirks of yours.

4. Tag 6 fellow bloggers to do the same.

5. Leave a comment to let them know.

1. The shower curtain has to get closed after anyone showers. If I go in the bathroom and it's open I have to close it before I'll even go to the bathroom. I don't know why, but it drives me crazy if it isn't closed.

2. It is not good enough for someone to put the toilet seat down at my house. They have to put the seat and the lid down. If Adam forgets and only puts the seat down, I call him into the bathroom and said "Did you forget something sweetheart." He waits for me to turn around puts the lid down and says "No. I didn't forget anything I have no clue what you are talking about."

3. I hate animal hair being on me. It drives me crazy. I guess I get that from working at the cleaners and having to lint brush it off the dirty clothes so it wouldn't spread and get on everyone else's clothes. I hated that. My sister-in-law has a cat and there is cat hair everywhere at their house. It just drives me crazy. I get all itchy and then I start to smell cat odors and it just disgusts me.

4. When I do laundry, the pants cannot have one leg inside out and the other right side out. I don't know what Adam does when he takes his jeans off, but it drives me crazy when I go to do laundry. I have to fix it. If he is standing next to me, I chunk it at him and say "did you forget something?" He loves that quote at our house.

5. I don't cook. I cooked at school a lot. I baked too. My roommates and their friends and boyfriends can attest to that (right Jac and Ryan). I only knew how to make big pots of stuff and cooking for one sucked, so when I cooked I would share with anyone and everyone. I was constantly calling Court and Mom for recipes on how to make things. I am home now. Married to the greatest guy and I've only cooked for the poor guy like 5 times. We eat at mom's all the time. Probably because I still hate leftovers and still only know how to make food for several people and so I just don't do it. (Also I have a very picky husband. The only veggie he will eat is corn, he won't eat salad or anything like that. He hates sour cream, cream of chicken soup, etc. So if I even think about cooking with that kind of stuff he will try it but doesn't like it.)

6. I get in OCD modes where everything has to be clean. I get lazy and don't care if our shoes are all over the room or if our textbooks are all over the living room and then one random day it hits me that I can't stand it anymore. So I clean like crazy. It is getting harder to bend over though.

i tag: Caryn, Janelle, Heather, Sarah, Shayla, Maren

So..

I commented on Jacquie's blog and told her I have crazy news. Well I do. I went home last night and worked on my speech with Adam until almost 1 am. He was so tired poor thing and could barely stay awake. I finally got it read through once. I was having such a hard time getting through it. I kept telling Adam to stop the clock and I was starting over. I was so nervous and stumbling over my words and it was almost like I couldn't get a breath. I would have to stop occasionally to take a deep breath. It was at first not even four minutes and he told us it had to be 4-6 but preferably around 5 minutes. 5 Minutes? Are you kidding me? I couldn't even get it to 4. So Adam helped me expound my stories to make my speech longer. I got through it and wahoo it was 5 minutes and 23 seconds. I was amazed. I finally did it. So I went to sleep and woke up and showered and went over it again this morning. I was so nervous. While driving to school my stomach was in knots. It felt as though my gallbladder was still in and I was having one of those attacks. I knew it was just nerves and it would all go away. I was the 4th person to sign up on the board. I was glad I wasn't first, but glad I wasn't last either.

As I sat in my chair I continued to read over my speech over and over while occasionally talking to Matt to kinda get my stress to go down. Class starts at 8 am and the minute hand was getting closer and closer to the 12. I knew it was almost time and that I would have to give my speech soon. Well Jacquie here is the crazy news....The secretary of the communication department came in and told us our professor wouldn't make it to class today due to a family emergency. So take roll and come across the hall and leave it with me. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I was getting so ready to give my speech. Only for the fact that I wanted it to be done and over with and the weight lifted off my shoulders. I now have to wait until Tuesday to give my speech. So I have 5 more days of stress and grief. At least now I can practice it more to make sure I really know it. I feel as though I am just reading it and I want to learn it so well that I barely have to use my notecards. So there you have it. I guess it is a blessing because the Lord knew I wasn't really ready to give my speech.

I even put on my maternity jeans today so that i would look decent for my speech. They are way to big in the waist and fall down all the time. I dunno what the deal is because they are elastic. UGH. So gay.

I also had to go to work to check on the new girl to show her how to do a few monthly reports and statements since the new month has started. I felt like I was up there for hours on end. I am just really starting to not like that place and its giving me the heebee-geebees. I am tired of having to do everything. I wish I could just hand my replacement all of my knowledge of working there and say here you go now take over. I have given her little responsibilities like making sure everyone cleans up the store, the schedule, etc. I just wish I could hand it all over to her. I have worked there for a few years so its knowledge that you just take in from being there and working.

So there is the saga and crazy news. I can't wait until lil baby Haynes is here because then I can post about him and his pictures and my blog wont be so blah! :)

Hmmm

So you know that feeling of this is my last semester of school and I am done....Yeah Senioritis....I have it bad. My husband can attest to the fact that I hate doing homework. I hate getting up and going to class on Monday nights and Tuesday and Thursday mornings. I hate having to go to work. I am to the point where I am ready to just be on my own schedule and do my own thing.

I have a speech to give tomorrow in class and I am so nervous. I hate speaking in front of people. In fact a member of the bishopric came and talked to Adam and me back in July or so and I said if you are asking us to speak next week, we are going to be out of town. I think I get it from my Grandmother. I think my mom can count on one hand the number of times her mom has spoken in church. I think the members of the church know not to ask her because she will say no about 95% of the time. Grammer if you reading this, you know you cannot disagree with me. :) My speech is about the dangers of driving while talking on your cell phone. I admit I do it all the time and have texted a time or two when I have been alone in the car. If someone else is in the car, I hand them my phone and make them text (usually it's Kari or Adam). Adam doesn't like me driving anymore either. Appariently since I have gotten pregnant, my balance is still okay due to the wii fit, but my driving has gotten bad, I spill on myself all the time (for a while I couldn't go a meal without getting it on the front of me [again like my grandmother]). Anyways back to my speech. Adam helped me find lots of good info and stats, but I am so scared. I am also scared that when he critiques me in front of the class it is going to be bad and then because I'm hormonal, I'll cry like a baby. Kari's fiancee is in my class and gave his on Tuesday and it is hard to beat. He was amazing. I just hope I can do it between the 4-6 minutes.

Moving right along. I know that I made it sound as though I hate it. I love that I am going to be a mom, but I hate the fact that my body is going through all these weird changes. I am grateful that I am able to get pregnant. I have a really good friend that has tried to get pregant and couldn't and my sister-in-law as well. My heart aches for them.

I also wish that I had a rich uncle our cousin or something that could give me a lil bit of money so we could move out of the trailer for my lil sister and fiancee to move into it in november after they get married. There is a cute apartment in bmt but adam said it might be a little too much money. UGH. Maybe I can be adopted into my friend John and Christie's family and I can be their forth child!!! :) They just have to give me money every month. I am only kidding John and Christie. I am very said that y'all left though and moved away.

That's my saga for the day. Hope you enjoyed and wish me luck on my speech tomorrow. UGH I am so scared.