Checking In.

I haven't disappeared, I swear!


Crazy thing is that I think about this blog every day and think of all the things I wish I could post as they come up. Shitty that I can't blog from work. :(


Okay... just some updates and then I'll write more this weekend, and post new pictures.


I took my 1-hour Glucose Test for Gestational Diabetes about 2 weeks ago, and FAILED!

Fuck.

So, then I had to go back to lab corps to do the 3-hour test (turned into 4 hours total). I had to fast for 12 hours, then go in and have my blood drawn 4 times over a period of 3 hours after drinking the crappy sugar drink.

Suuuuuper fun.

I worried like crazy. They told me that since I fasted before my 1-hour test and still came up high, then I'd most likely have Gestational Diabetes.

So, yesterday afternoon I got the call from the doctor's office...

I DON'T HAVE IT! WOOHOO!
My test results came out perfect! Yay!!!

The lady told me to go celebrate with a cookie.

I informed her that I was already eating a piece of cake. :)


Hmm... what else?


Have been dealing with some major stress with my family, which has led to battling some major depression there for a bit. Will write more about that later.


My first baby shower is tomorrow at work! I can't wait!!! YAY!!!!!!


Okay, off to bed, now... I'm exhausted. I have to save all my energy for mass consumption of junk food at the baby shower tomorrow.

Priorities, people...

"The Kid"

As of right now, our unborn son is being referred to as "the kid." (Mind you, this is used equally as often as "the baby," so don't go thinking us heartless parents or anything drastic like that.)

Why are we calling him this, you ask?

Because we can't agree on an f-ing name, that's why.

The newest saga in this whole argument?

The fact that my husband wants to name our child "Marshall Junior."

Okay, so I get the whole idea that it's a man-thing to want to have your first son carry on a part of you and blah blah blah. BUT. It also leads to all sorts of bullshit, like having your credit reports get mixed up, having your medical records get mixed up, etc. My brother is a junior to my father, and they vehemently argue against it now, saying that it's a HUGE pain in the ass mistake.

In addition.

I just don't like it. Why?

Number 1: We wouldn't call him "Marshall." That is my husbands name, and most importantly that is the name I call out during sex. I WILL NOT call my son Marshall for that very reason.

Number 2: The alternative to calling him "Marshall" is to call him one of the following: "Marshall Junior," "Junior," "J.R.," or "M.J." I HATE all of those. Why in the hell would I name my child something but call him something else? "Junior" makes me think of nothing else but hicksville trailer trash and I might as well doom him to a mullet and coveralls (I truly apologize if you call your child Junior. I just can't help the name association). And M.J.? Are you fucking kidding me? That's the chick from Spiderman. I don't care if it's the same initials as Michael Jordan. It's gay and I won't call my child that.

Number 3: Our child is already getting the middle name "Dale" which is my husband's middle name and a family name he wants to pass down. Okay, I get it, that's fine. And he'll have my husband's last name. Again, fine, it's my last name now too. But wtf?! Can't our child have SOMETHING in his name that has ANYTHING to do with ME?! I obviously don't want to name our son "Sarah Junior"... Duh, that's not what I mean. I just mean that I want his name to have some part of me, even if it's just that I get to help pick it.

Number 4: He needs to have his own identity. I'm already scared that he's going to be a total shit like my hubby was when he was little (he got kicked out of preschool, okay). We don't need to seal the deal by giving him hubby's same name.

Number 5: My husband HATED that name growing up. Why in the HELL would he pass it on to our child who would inevitably hate it also? Come on... being called "Marshmallow Humps-for-free" sucked back then and it would suck now too.

Urgh.

"M.J."

Wtf, indeed.

"We just spent HOW MUCH on furniture for a BABY?!??" said husband...

Yay! We ordered the baby furniture!!! It should be here Friday, which is ironic considering that the room is nowhere NEAR being done (barely even started, to be truthful). Whatev. It's coming and I'm STOKED!!

Note: All furniture will be in the color "Espresso" to match our other bedroom furniture. I looooove it!

By the way... I should add in that I SUCK at keeping up on my postings. It's shitty because every day I think of things I want to post, and each night I go to bed kicking myself for not having even turned my computer on. I guess that's because I'm on a computer all day at work, so usually the last thing I want to do it be on one at home. But still... I have to be better about posting, because this is now my only record of what's happening thru this pregnancy, and NEWSFLASH... I don't have much longer left!!!!