Excitement abound

I don't really plan to post much on here, because I'm pretty horrible at communicating my thoughts at any given time -- and believe me, I think on in so many directions you'd have a really hard time following them anyway -- and I'm really not a blogger. Hell, I only really log into Facebook to play that D&D app and even that's waning from my attention. Myspace is something I avoid like a plague.

But my beautiful wife means the world to me and this is something she put together for some posterity as we build a family and have a future, so I'm going to do my best to put this to use (when I think about it).

I'm effing excited about having our first home. I did NOT want our child to be born into a crappy apartment where I have to threaten the lives of our upstairs neighbors on a daily basis. I'm tired of going outside and cataloging new dents and dings in our cars because of people who can't park worth a damn. I just don't want to share walls and parking any more. I'm done with it. And I want to know that the 1k I'm spending every month is going somewhere that's actually good for us long term.

It's been probably 10 years since I've mowed a lawn. I hope I can remember how. I finally get to do my own maintenance on my house. I can change something if I want to. It's gonna be awesome.

I'm looking forward to helping Andrea design a gorgeous nursery for Madness and I can already see her in my head growing up with a yard to play in and chasing the dog in the backyard with a weapon of improvised design. It's going to be fantastic. I look forward to the day we get to teach her how to use a slip & slide, because we can do that in our own yard.

I look forward to planting lemon trees in the back yard for Andrea and watching them grow with Madison so she can one day steal all the lemons from her mom's tree and hide them somewhere because they're made of gold. Yeah, I'm giving my daughter ideas already, I'm going to be horrible.

Difference of opinion?

Andrea:  hehe Mike wanted to know if we'll have a bright pink bedroom for them to sleep in.

Matt:: I was thinking of the whirling colors of chaos and nightmare.

Andrea: I was thinking greens and tans......

I'm not really sure that greens and tans will match with the colors of chaos and nightmare.... 

We're pretty excited about the very close prospect of having a house! I keep looking at paint colors (even though I know I can't do the painting) and we've been doing research on lawn landscaping and deck/patio building... All stuff we're going to have to do this year. 

For Maddie's room, we're thinking of a light, bright, happy yellow. Matt and B are going to see about painting murals on the walls, dragons and fairies and other fantasy-like things. They're both artsy and great at stuff like that, so I have no doubt it'll look awesome. 

Addition to list

11. No matter how pregnant you think you look, chances are, most everyone else just thinks you're fat. I imagine this will change when I'm about 8ish months, but as of right now, I still get "You're pregnant?!" - which, I suppose is flattering, except that I know I have a belly, so... was their first thought "wow she's put on weight..." or what? Who knows. Maybe they're just trying to not be rude by assuming I'm pregnant. I know I have a long torso, but come on.

In other news...

Today was an extremely long day. We were at the home builders place at 9am, after having only a small breakfast, and we were there until almost 2pm. I was about dying from starvation at that point. But, we are one step closer to owning a home!  I'm just durned worn out from going through a billion houses and signing lots of papers and fussing with a lot of stuff. 

It'll be nice to actually have a nursery when the little one arrives, we weren't expecting that to happen until just a few months after she was here. The goal is to get B (Matt's best friend) to paint a purple dragon on the wall! What little girl wouldn't love a purple dragon on her wall?

Things I've Learned

A simple list of things I've learned since being pregnant.

1. The two people who will never complain about TMI are your husband and your Mother. They will be godsends when it comes to needing to complain about the icky stuff.

2. People loose their rude filter around you when they find out you're pregnant. Examples:

"Was your baby planned?" - Er, I'm not really sure how that's any of your business. For one thing, we plan on loving her and supporting her and giving her the best life we can. Isn't that all that matters? Secondly, if you consider ovulation calenders and tests and all that as planning... then no. But, we had talked about having children from early in our relationship, we knew we both wanted kids and we let nature take it's course. Nature was pretty quick on the helpin out.

"How much weight have you gained?" None of your freakin business! This is a no-win question. Don't even attempt to ask.

"I knew a Madison once, she was a complete bitch and I hated her!" Well, I hope my daughter grows up to be a complete bitch and beats the shit out of you then too.

"Ugh, that's a horrid name!" - Response recieved when Grandmother asked boy-name choices. If you don't want to know, don't ask. 

"Are you going to get rid of your cats?" No. "But that one you have is kind of mean...." He's only mean to jackasses like yourself.

"Those jeans really are made for someone with a little less in the hips." I thought you were trying to SELL them to me, not make me want to stab you in the face. 

3. If I hear one more goddamn joke about craving pickles, I think I will stab someone. My cravings have been perfectly normal. I have yet to crave something that I didn't already like in the first place. My top 5 cravings are:

Peaches

Watermelon

Oranges

Baby Carrots

Dr. Pepper (One I have not acted on nearly as much as the rest!)

4. Pregnancy glow? What the hell is that? All I know about "glowing" is that I sweat a lot because my body temp is like 10 degrees higher. 

5. There are very few people I feel comfortable with touching my stomach. My husband, obviously, and close friends and family. If you are a stranger or someone I barely know, expect to get a rude response. What exactly do you expect to feel? Hoping to get lucky and get a kick? Why do you think that as a stranger, you should feel privlaged enough to feel my daughter kick and that I'd be okay with it? No. Not okay. Fuck off. (If you are a close friend or family member, disregard this, you may touch as much as you want.)

6. Whoever coined the term "Morning sickness" should be shot. Somewhere painful. And then have it left to fester and get all infected and stuff. I had this so-called "morning" sickness, morning, noon and night from weeks 6-16. It made me seriously reconsider ever wanting to do this again, but alas, the end means makes it all worth it.

7. Basically from the day you find out you're pregnant, you start having bladder issues. Some days are worse than others, but I'm already to the point where if I have a full bladder and she decides to kick my bladder, there is the possibility of bladder leakage. Pleasant.

8. Apparently, wanting to have a natural childbirth makes you "crazy". Because I don't want a needle stuck in MY SPINE and I actually would like to feel what's going on, I am told by several people that I'm going to regret it and that I'm just durn crazy. Well, that's my problem to deal with, not yours. 

9. The sleep problems start before the kid arrives. I think it's your body's way of preparing you for middle-of-the-night fussyness and feedings, because I keep waking up several times during the night and she's not even here yet!

10. Babies make new-time grandparents go CRAZY! My Mom calls me nearly everyday to tell me the latest thing she bought for her new bundle of joy. So. Much. Clothing. 

25 Week Madness

Welcome! Last night when I was laying in bed not able to sleep, I decided that I wanted to make a blog about my pregnancy and onward for our first child. 

What's in a name: My husband, Matt, told me that his nickname for our daughter is going to be "Madness" and it wasn't something I could pass up. I instantly liked it and thought it was pretty fitting!

A little bit about me, I'm a 24 year old military brat, living in Houston TX with my hubby and two cats. I'm 25 weeks pregnant and we're extremely excited about the birth of our first child. Just as a tiny disclaimer, I'm a very blunt and forward woman. I swear and I say what's on my mind. If you have a problem with that, turn away now, this blog isn't for you! I'll try to keep things on the low TMI scale so you won't get grossed out, but things may slip! 

My Husband has permissions to post on this blog also, so you may see him pop in from time to time, but don't hold your breath. He's not really a blogging type person. 

But, welcome to my blog and I hope you get some enjoyment out of my antics!