Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Happy Birthday to Me

Yes, my birthday was way back in January but my present from Willie is finally done (almost). I'm most certainly not complaining...he's had just a bit on his plate lately.

For my birthday I wanted shelves in the storage area under the stairs. (Aren't I adventurous?) It had gotten a bit CRAZY in there. Here is all the food that sat in my dining room for two months waiting for new shelves to live on.
This is the tiny space under the stairs where all the food was jammed in a very untidy manner. Try to imagine...I didn't get good before pictures.These are the shelves after Willie installed them. Oolala! Nice laminate wood shelves that are adjustable. The best part...we got all the supplies for free except for the screws! It sure is handy to have a handy husband...Nathan and the other boys helped stock the shelves. It's nice to now know what food we have and don't have just by glancing. I never would have guessed there were 31 jars of peanut butter in our house. Oops, I guess I know not to buy anymore...At this end of the storage area I'm hoping for Willie to build me a rolling can rack to store all the canned food. (Maybe in a couple months I'll have pictures of that!) I'm working to get a good three-month supply on hand.

When it was all piled around the house it seemed like a ton of food but seeing it all on the shelves (and having an inventory list) makes me see how much more work I really have to do. (Sigh...baby steps!)

Monday, March 9, 2009

"Baby K" Is on the Way!

Just in case you can't decipher the picture above...We are excited to be welcoming another little one to our family this year! I am due September 20th. Some of you (Katie and Danielle!) are good guessers. I suppose it takes a preggy to know a preggy.

The blog, along with everything else in my life, has had to move to the back burner while I'm so sick. It's hard to blog (or do anything else) with your head in the toilet. I am taking the beloved Zofran, so I'm not throwing up as much, but I still feel blah. Now that I'm 12 weeks along I'm hoping and praying that I'm close to being well again.

You wouldn't have wanted me blogging through all of this anyhow. I'm a big whiny wimp. I'm not going to lie...I don't like being pregnant.

There I said it. I almost feel guilty that I don't enjoy pregnancy. I don't feel radiant or glowing or energized from the life within. It is pure HECK for me. BUT it is torture I am willing to go through.

After Willie's accident we weren't sure we could have children. I have felt the pain of longing for a child. I remember thinking I would throw up every day of my life just to have a baby of my own. (Easier said than done.)

So while I extremely dislike being pregnant and sick, I am trying with all my might to focus on the great blessing I have been given to be able to have children instead of wallowing in self-pity and despair. TRYING is the key word.

I am very lucky to have great friends that take good care of me and help me out so much. It's hard being away from my family when I just want someone to take care of me...but luckily I have a wonderful family too. My grandma has come to visit and my parents are scheduled to drop by too.

I'm gonna make it. And the best part is, at the end of all this I'll have a sweet little baby face to kiss on.