Summer, I Hate You.

It is hot. Too damn hot. Amarillo was bad with 111*, but here we are suffering 103* with "as low as 40% humidity. My knees are sweaty. I am completely puffy and don't see my ankles days at a time. While I'm excited that 001 has become increasingly active, I'd appreciate it if she didn't wake me up with her tae bo. And while I realize it's supposed to get harder to sleep so that in some evolutionary fashion I am better prepared for sleep deprivation once baby is here, why am I still awake, yet exhausted, at nearly 5am?!

Humph.

The Nursery

We've been in our new town home just over a week, and I am happy to announce the nursery is done! Well....doneish.

Adam painted it this past weekend, a "peach bud" pink to go with OO1's bedding and it looks so sweet. It took us awhile to get the furniture layout just right, but we both agree it feels good to be in there. In fact as I write this I'm sitting in her rocking chair, feet propped up on the green foot stool. There are some things I'm sure will change in the last remaining weeks, and some details are waiting to be polished. (I'm looking at you un-painted piggy bank.) All in all though, the room feels very ready and inviting. I'm really happy with how it's turned out.

Now...if I could just get the rest of my house finished with as much excitement...

Sick? For No Reason?!

Last night I was sick. Sick, sick, sick. We went to a lovely dinner with our good friend Billy and I was in love with every bite. You would be too if you were enjoying Olenjack's grilled tilapia topped with roasted potatoes and lump crab meat, with a side of goat cheese grits of course! And then there was the chocolate cake...but I'm getting off topic. After a great dinner, and tons of laughter, not two hours after we got home I was sick, sick, sick. I threw up twice, took some pepto and curled up in bed with my water bottle. As Adam and I tried to figure out why I was so ill, I looked at him and said, "But do people just get sick like this, for no apparent reason?" Que Adam's laughter accompanied with his 'profound' statement, "Wasn't that what happened the first four months of pregnancy?"

Oh. Right.

The good news is, I think it was a fluke thing. I feel great today and am excited about nabbing a bite of my leftover cake this afternoon. :)

28-29 Wks

It occured to me that in the hustle and bustle of us, err, Adam & friends, moving us into our new place Saturday I did not get a proper 7mo pregnant picture taken. Since I'll be 29wks in just two days, here's my in between picture.

I.am.huge.

Today, after seeing the picture Adam took of me I exclaimed "it's like I exploded this month!" His reply, "bah ha, yea you kind of did..." How will I fit through door ways in three months?

Oh goodness.

Chaos Amid Serenity

Here are some pictures of our new, messy townhome in our beautiful little HOA. I still need to nab pictures of the beautiful pool. Last night when we took the dogs out behind the townhouse a deer ran by in the tiny wooded area. Let me remind you we are literally in the middle of Dallas/Ft Worth. Anyhow, here are the pictures of our "progress". Yes, it looked worse this weekend....

Kitri asks "What is going on here?!"

Thankfully Adam moved our furniture around Sunday and piled a lot on our porch so we can at least sit in the living room...

Isn't this kitchen inviting? Not to worry, I tackled this all day yesterday and managed to put everything away and make some cookies.

Adam marvels at our serene master suite.

The front of our HOA clubhouse, located next to our townhome.

And it's done. I can think of few things worse then moving 7mo pregnant. Several words to describe me of late are:

exhausted
overwhelmed
emotionally unstable
cry-baby
cranky
pained
overwhelmed (oh, did I already list that? hmmm)

Really, for me at least, the whole process has been pretty painless. We found a place we LOVE, Adam received a call for another interview this Thursday, I had my first appointment with the midwives, we went to our church Sunday and we had a ton of friends volunteer to help get us into our new place with the promise of pizza, cold drinks and camaraderie. However, it wouldn't be an O'Connell-Owens adventure without some bumps in the road...

Friday we signed our lease and took a few car loads over....and then the Accord died...on highway 10...at 1:30am...and we were running on 5hrs of sleep. Thankfully USAA comes with roadside assistance and we were able to get the car towed to our new home for free.

Saturday, when we went to pick up our truck we had reserved earlier in the week they told us it wasn't there. That is, they told us it wasn't there after we waited in the lobby for help for 25min while they chatted in the break room, despite our calls for help. Not only was the truck not there, but it wouldn't be there for us for another 3hrs...meanwhile everyone had shown up at our friends house where our stuff was stored....So, while the first Uhaul lady (at a private lot, not a corporate Uhaul store) told us no trucks were available, I was able to call an actual Uhaul location and secure a truck. Yay wasting an hour and a half! Needless to say, I cried. A lot. I should note this is the same location that charged us for an extra day when we turned in our original Uhaul...Thankfully Adam called Uhaul corporate and they refunded the company's original flub, and then gave us $50 for our missing truck situation.

Today we found out that Adam's check, which is normally handed to him was mailed to our old address, despite them having our new one. What does this mean? Oh, just that our next paycheck we had budgeted around may not show up in Euless for two weeks depending on the mail forwarding speed....Que a meltdown in Dunkin Donuts.

That's Adam's existence right now, trying to calm down a blubbering, swollen, fat, pregnant woman. My sciatic nerve is killing me, my pelvic bone occasionally feels like it's being ground, and I am so overwhelmed at the prospect of unpacking I keep opening boxes, waddling back to the couch and crying. And all I want is a margarita. A big, icy, salty margarita.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to pretend there are no boxes and go to the pool.

Moving? Moving. Moved!

It's true my friends. Adam and I have made the jump back to Dallas/FortWorth! We are happily nestled back in Euless. Back with our friends, back with our church, back with things to do! We looked around and knew it was a "now or never" time with my looming third trimester (which I hit Saturday, YAY!) and that little girl's arrival just around the corner. It has been an exhausting couple of weeks between packing, purging those things we don't quite need, hunting for a new place to live, re-homing our big pup and outdoor cat, driving 6hrs with frequent bathroom breaks, swelling to an unnatural degree up to my knees on Sunday, finding a new obgyn/midwife....so much to do! It feels wonderful to be here though! We've spent the last few days camping out at our good friends' home as we looked for the 'perfect' place, and Saturday Adam and the guys will move our things into our new casa. Our new mini-palace is a two-story condo hidden in the back of a small HOA. I am in love. There is garage parking beneath, two pools and four parks within walking distance. I promise as soon as I don't feel like I'm dying of heat stroke, I'll post some pictures.