Happy Thanksgiving! I hope everyone has a happy day. 

I am thankful to have such a happy little family. This morning when Eric stood next to me peeling apples for the pie I realized, life just doesn't get any better then this. Then he cut his finger. But he was okay. 

Now I have a lot more yams to eat. Since I made so many and Husband doesn't eat them. Mmmmm. 

And pumpkin pie. Yay. 

I just talked to my mom on the phone and as usual it has left me feeling so very alone and sad. Husband seems to get by just fine without talking to his family members except for once or twice a year. It makes me sad I don't have a "real" family. My mom isn't speaking to my grandma and my grandma is so nosy and negative when I try to call her. I can't keep track of all their drama or who is speaking to who. Its annoying. None of them ever try to reach out to me to stay in touch. 

It is raining today and the kids are going a little crazy. So much for having a clean house on thanksgiving. I am exhausted and my back hurts. I am thankful for the little family that I do have but I can't help but feel sad when I think about my parents. 

So I met a new midwife today. She was great. Made me feel like a lot less crazy then I have been thinking I am.  I am 28 weeks pregnant. I have gained 17lbs so far this pregnancy. I think I will gain more total then my other two pregnancies. I am thinking about possibly getting a doula. Just thinking. I am so alone and husband works so much. What if I am in labor and he can't get to me and I just need someone who is there for me? Anyway, its just a possibility. 

I am so excited for Thanksgiving. I didn't make anything last year and I have a lot of food planned for the four of us on Thursday. I am not making anything too fancy because I am pregnant and lazy. I have promised husband that I will really try next year to have a super fabulous Thanksgiving, this year its just the basics. Turkey, stuffing, mashed taters, green bean casserole, yams and pies. Since we have no family in the area it will just be us hanging out around our house. I am so jealous of people who live near family and have lots of people around on holidays but this year I am not letting it bother me. I am thankful for what I do have. I have a great husband and funny kids. I have a big kitchen to make yummy food in. I have lots of yummy food to eat! Mmm. Yay! Thanksgiving.  

When I met Kevin I wasn't looking for a relationship. I had just gotten back on my feet after a long and failed relationship with Eric's biological father. But since the day we met we haven't really wanted to be apart. We have gone through a few "rough" patches. Mostly because I am crazy. And he is a completely anti-social introvert. But I love him. Aside from my kids, he means more to me then anyone else on the planet. 

Today he turns 25. I would love to write a long sappy blog post like I have seen other bloggers do, but he doesn't read my blog. Blogs are a "waste of time." Heh. If only he knew how much time I spend reading them. 

This morning I gave him a big kiss and told him happy birthday. The kids ran to him and gave him his silly presents. Which he loved. 

Tonight we will eat his request of barbecue wings. I am going to attempt to make him a German Chocolate cake. 

Happy Birthday Husbandface. I love you more then blood. 

So last night we had a babysitter watch our kids while I made husband go with me to see Twilight. I was nervous because we have never left the kids with someone who wasn't a friend family member. It worked out great. The kids did stay up way too late, but they had fun and so did we. Eric says he really likes her and hopes to play with her again. 

I couldn't get husband to go with me to see Marie Antoinette when it was in theatres but it had been so long since he had gone to theatres to see a movie that wasn't animated, he was willing to see this one. I heard him say, "Oh god" like a million times. But we enjoyed ourselves. We ate churros and popcorn. He drank all my soda and I was annoyed. We were only gone for a few hours but I came home liking my own kids a lot more then I usually do. Its amazing what just a tiny little break from them can do. 

Tomorrow is his 25th birthday. I am going to make him a chocolate cake and we have presents for him to open. 

I've made blueberry muffins for breakfast. Time to go hug my babies and eat. :D

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Its a little chilly and rainy. I'm fat and my back hurts. Waah. Lily is getting two more damn teeth. She is a fussy girl. 

Okay vent over. 

I've finally made husband realize, we need to buy stuff to be prepared for new baby. Yesterday I got him some more clothes. 

Things I still want/need to buy:

- infant car seat

- car seat head support thingy

- bouncer

- swing

- stroller cup holder for my joovy sit n' stand

- new tubes and accessories for my breast pump

- sleep positioner

- breathable bumper

- nursing cover

- a few more onsies and shirts

- newbie socks

- newbie hats

- sleeping bag thingy

- hooded giraffe towel. 

Eeeee! I'm going to have a sweet precious angel boy. :D

So my son's school has this thing called a "scrip program." They buy gift cards for a discount and then sell them to raise money for the PTA. So since the beginning of the year I have been buying them once a month or so. I spend a lot at Safeway anyway, why not help the school make money? A couple of times they have given me the wrong card so I had to go to a grocery store that I am not as familiar with that didn't even sell organic milk or eggs. But this month I decided to try again.

We finally got our Safeway gift card yesterday I decided to take both kids to Safeway and pick up a few things. When I am pregnant and hungry a few things always turns into spending my whole gift card. And shopping with bothof my children is never ever a good idea. 

I put Lily in a cart and buckled her in. Takes me an hour to waddle around the store and get everything I want. We get the the check out and Lily figures out how to wiggle her way out of her buckle. She stands up and tries to climb over to the cashier. I say no and set her down. She gets out like 20 million times. I am thoroughly annoyed.

Then while we are walking out of the store I notice one of Eric's shoes are untied. So I "pull over" and bend down to tie his shoe. I have been trying to teach him to tie his shoes himself but isn't very good yet and it is just faster sometimes to do it myself. While I am bent down and Lily is supposed to be buckled in her seat in the cart. All of a sudden I hear every single person in the store yell "Oh my god! Your baby!" I stand up and Lily is almost halfway out of the cart. I swear I almost had a heart attack. Not only did my daughter almost fall out of the cart  but every person in the store has started running towards me. Scared the crap outta me. On one hand, I am glad so many people cared enough to save my baby. On the other hand I was a little annoyed that they ALL yelled at me. 

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27 weeks, compared. 

Husband made it home yesterday. No firey plan crash like I had imagined. His dad is doing much better but is still sick. Its probably going to be a long drawn out terrible thing. Husband said the only time he smiled was when he showed him pictures of his grandkids. The grandkids I mother miss him, he is the only grandpa they know. 

Today I am 27 weeks pregnant. Woo hoo third trimester. I had to wake up and go pee three times last night. Time for the most growth and being even more tired then I already am. I don't know how that is possible because I am so tired. 

Today sucked donkey ass. Husband has been gone since monday but I am not allowed to complain because his dad is dying. Doesn't anyone think I might be a little sad about it too? He has all his siblings together and I just have my whiners. I love my little whiners. But they are driving me crazy. He doesn't even fucking call me and when I said something he said, "My dad is dying, excuse the fuck out of me." So of course I felt like the worst wife in the whole world.

I don't think anyone really understands how alone I really am. The few friends I have made out here have fallen away. We don't hang out or call or chat anymore. Maybe it is like a commenter said months ago, maybe if I didn't complain I would have friends. Maybe I am a shitty friend. Well I can't fucking change who I am. I am me. If you don't like me then fuck off. But that doesn't mean I like being alone all the damn time. 

Maybe its the hormones but I have cried way too many times today. My coffee pot shattered,Eric got into my make-up while I was putting clothes in the dryer, he sprayed my perfume all over my bedroom. I took the kids to Denny's for dinner thinking getting out of the house would be good for us. Lily cried and whined (even when the food came) and Eric was wild. 

Oiy.

Add to that list: Eric locked his door and then shut it from the outside locking all of my diapers into a room I don't have the key to. Took me forever to break in. Seriously, God or whoever is out there give me a fucking break. 

So last night while the kids were in bed and I had nothing better to do I started watching my DVRed episodes of Oprah. They are doing this "clean up your messy house tour." I so need them to come clean my house. That will probably not happen. Anyway, Peter Walsh asked everyone to commit to 10 minutes a day every day for a month of cleaning.

No matter how many times I clean my house, it's always messy. Maybe its just disorganization, maybe its impossible to keep the house clean and have two kids when you are lazy like me. Today I decided to take his advice and start cleaning/organizing the bookshelf we have in our living room. It it always messy because we always end up throwing everything on it. 

I grabbed a garbage bag and a box to throw donation books in and started. This was what the shelf looked like before I started. This was after 10 minutes. It took me 30 minutes to finish the shelf to get it where I wanted it. Since Lily loves to put everything off the bottom shelves, I decided to take all the books off and put some of her toys there. 

Heh. Thanks to The Blogess for linking this site on twitter. I now want this and this. 

Yesterday was Veteran's day. I may be an anti-war "liberal" (I hate that term) but I always respect anyone who serves in the military.  My grandfather died on Veteran's day 28 years ago. 4 years before I was born. His name was Leo Faye Weaver and he had the same middle name as his wife, Valeta Faye Weaver. He himself was a veteran. He owned a barber shop at the time of his death. He was a very strict parent. That is basically all I know about him. My dad doesn't like to talk about him. I have never spoken to my grandmother about him. Around this time of the year I wonder what he was like. I have only ever seen black and white pictures of him. 

Today my father in law had a tracheotomy and I guess it went well. As far as I know we are all just waiting to see if he wakes up and breathes on his own. Lily can tell I am worried and sad because she is extra cuddly today. Either that or she likes squishing her little brother. Or she thinks my belly is a pillow. 

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Today I am 26 weeks pregnant. My Twilight shirt no longer covers my belly. Husband thinks my twilight shirt is creepy. I say it is awesomeness. As of right now I don't even know if my husband will be home to go see Twilight with me. New baby has gone from making cute little kicks to pissing mama off with his gigantic limbs that are taking over her whole body. 

Today they are supposed to perform a tracheotomy on Husband's daddy. Husband is at the hospital with his siblings, where he should be. 

This morning Lily brought me a shirt and said "shirt!" Yay! It was so cute. 

Husband is on a plane to Ohio right now. Kids are in bed and I miss him already. I wish I could be there and hug my SILs and BILs. 

Tonight was a "McDonald's night", a fundraiser for Eric's school. So like any good PTA mom, I went. I fed my children the devil food for dinner. They loved it. Until I caught a group of 6th graders punching and pushing my little kindergartner. And the one I actually saw punch Eric didn't have parents at the actual McDonald's. But I spoke to the principal and he knows who all the kids are. Eric wasn't 100% innocent, he was jumping on them and provoking them. That still doesn't make it okay for a kid taller then me to be punching him.  He thought I was mad at him for getting beat up. Poor little guy.  They also had a raffle and raffled off a bicycle. Eric cried when he didn't win. Hopefully santa is bringing a bike that isn't broken to our house this year. 

Tomorrow is another no school no husband day. I shall lose my mind. But I am a grown up, husband needs to be with his family. I can handle whatever happens. 

Heh. Three days after my due date. The sims 3. Eeee! 

Also - I will never have time to play it. Heh.

Congrats to my preggie friend Jen on her shower tomorrow. I made her baby Diego this little kimono. I wish I could go to her shower in person but since it is in Maryland and I am in California and pregnant myself I can't. I hope she has tons of fun and Diego gets cute baby things.

Tuesday I should have been filled with joy. Unfortunately with good news always comes bad news and my father in law was put in the hospital on Tuesday and I have spent most of the time since then worried about him. It makes me wish we lived closer to Ohio. It makes me wish he could see his grandchildren more often. 

The cloudy sky we had all week until today didn't help either. What can I say? I am from Arizona. I'm like a cactus, I need lots of sun and hardly any rain. 

Today Lily is 15 months old. Eric was just starting to walk at her age. She has been walking for 3 months. She can growl and says "hiya" while waving.  She says other things like ball, dada, mama and she makes the sign for milk. She tells me where my eyes, nose and mouth are everyday, just in case I forgot. Best of all, she gives us all slobbery kisses. I am so thrilled to have her in my life.  

This morning I wake up with renewed hope. I am so proud of my country.  

25 weeks compared. I wore the same shirt this time. The top is today, the bottom is when I was 25 weeks with Lily.

I had a pretty good week and NaNoWriMo has started. Every time Lily is napping, I am writing. That is my plan this time around. Their website is annoyingly slow and wont let me verify my word count so I am mostly guessing on my word count. Eh, there are about 65 words per line (I am using google docs) and I have 30 lines. That means 1950 words. That means I am behind on my word count. My goal was 1600-2000 a day but yesterday I didn't write much. I can catch up today though! The last two years I always give up after like two weeks. I know I can do it this year! Or else!

Yesterday I ordered Eric a regular twin sized bed. Finally. He has been sleeping in the same toddler bed since he was two. He is 5 and 1/2 now. His feet hang off the edge of his crib size mattress. He said he wanted a bed like mine so we got him the same bed we have from ikea, just the twin size. My mom had given him a twin size batman comforter before, so yesterday I also took him shopping for sheets to match.  We couldn't really find any cartoony batman sheets like the comforter so we ended up getting "The Dark Knight" themed sheets . Eh, they are both batman and Eric likes them. Good enough for me. He has never seen batman begins or the dark knight but he likes to pick out batman themed items for some reason. Even his school backpack is batman. He is weird. I love him. 

Kevin has taught Lily how to growl over the weekend. He says, "grrrr!" And she makes her hands into claws and says "guuuuuh!" She is the funniest, smartest girl I have ever met. In fact if she weren't napping right now I would go squeeze her because I love her so much. 

Okay off to go catch up on my word count. Mwahahaha!