Loving life on Silver Oak Dr.

The fact that there's SO MUCH going on in my life right now makes me not want to blog. I don't even know where to start.... so I don't. Hence, why you haven't heard from me in a million years. My computer is not recognizing my camera either so I feel like blogging is no fun with no pictures. This post is probably going to take me a few days to write but I know I'll feel good once I write it. Here goes:

We moved on Saturday, March 7th. This just so happen to be the same day of one of our friends wedding, that we totally forgot about till the last minute, and the day of our priest's funneral. The one who married us and baptized Brianna. Yup. I still feel like crap for missing it but that was the only time we had to move and Philipe was determined. I have the best in-laws in the world. My 2 brother in laws were there to help and my MIL & FIL were at the old house first thing in the morning loading up their truck. My mom came over as soon as she got off work and cleaned our bathrooms for me. Our first night at the new house was weird. It kind of felt like we were camping or something. (Geee... I'm glad I decided to finally blog about this because I recall thinking this is crazy... I'll have to blog about it, but now I don't really remember how it felt.) I think I remember the second night being even more weird but I don't remember why. I do remember Brianna having a couple huge melt downs... like I've never seen before. It must have been really hard watching everyone take her toys from underneath her. It was obvious the move was emotionally draining on her... on all of us!

On Sunday Jen and her crew (family) came over and helped. She unpacked boxes while I looked around wondering what the heck were we thinking for moving right now. Her hubby, Dave, and Philipe went and got a ton of stuff out of our old garage. I know I've said it before, but I'll say it again... I have the best friends a girl could ever ask for. 

I stared at boxes for the next 2 days and pretty much freaked out. I probably went through a bottle of Rescue Remedy. Poor Philipe. When I get super stressed out Philipe is like my security blanket. He's such a wonderful husband. There was so much he needed to be doing but he kept telling me he couldn't do anything when I was all anxiety stricken. I love that man!

So... we've been here 2 weeks and I love it! My dad finished the tile throughout the house and is now working on our bathroom. We finally got our toilet in our master bathroom put in. That was a huge relief because the other bathroom is clear across the house and being 8 months pregnant, having to pee every 2 hours, became quite a pain in the rear. The bathroom looks awesome! I can't wait till it's finished and we can all take showers together. Brianna is going to go nuts with 2 shower heads. She won't push me out of the way anymore. I'm not even sure she'll want to shower with me anymore after taking baths in the "big bath" every night. 

Another something new... I've been a cooking machine! Maybe it's my way of nesting since all the baby stuff is still in the attic at the old house. Philipe doesn't know what to do with himself, having home cooked meals every night. We were the master order outers (I know that's not a word). We also wasted A LOT of money when we were suppose to be saving. I hope I keep this up after the baby comes (With a short break for my 2 weeks of baby-mooning in bed...I'll explain more later). 

I don't know if I've said anything about my friend Christina and her boyfriend, Steven, buying a house down the road before. Well... my friend (who until recently I probably would have just considered an aquaintance), that I went to middle and high school with just bought a house down the road. 1.5 miles to be exact. Oh...she started a blog to. Check it out, Sweet Home Silver Oak. Anywho, having them down the street has been a real treat for me. I have a feeling we're going to be friends for a LONG time now. Brianna really loves her too. I'm sure the fact that they have a pretty cool dog helps. Christina introduced me to Paula Dean (not personally) and she and I have become pretty good friends too. Thanks Christina! Steven and Christina remind me so much of me and Philipe, pre marriage and baby. I can't wait to see how things unfold for them. 

Hmmm..... Brianna's been a real tropper in the heat of all the action (minus the 2 horrible tantrums that almost made me want to bring her to the hospital because I seriously thought something was wrong). I'm pretty sure she's getting her 2 year molars cause she's been waking up a few times in the middle of the night. She loves to run up and rub my belly and tell me all about Sissy. She's talking in broken sentences now, which is crazy and I love it all at the same time.  Oh... I never blogged about it but a few weeks ago (old house) we were in the shower and Bri kept staring at my boobs. Maybe cause my nipples are darker???? LOL. Anyways, I pointed to them and said, "Brianna, what is that?" She looked at me and said, "Sissy milk". I couldn't believe it! I asked her again the next day and she said the same thing. Philipe's mouth almost hit the floor. My kid is a genius! She really understands that theirs a baby in my belly. And she remembers where she got her milk from. I can't believe at 18 months old, she was able to put the 2 together. Crazy!!! 

Hmmm.... Philipe has been working on the house like a maniac. I feel like I never get to see him. I can't wait all the work is done. I have a feeling he is going to find more projects for a LONG time. The poor guy is so beat at the end of the day. I hope he takes a little breather when the baby comes and realizes I'm going to really need his help.

The other day he was outside painting fence posts and he called me and said there was a cocktail on our roof. I'm know for catching animals so I said I'd be right out. As I opened the door, he came walking towards me with a bird in his hand. He caught the little bugger. It was the sweetest little bird. Bri loved holding it and petting it. I called my mother in law and she came and got it. It is now pals with her other cockatiel (the one I caught a few years ago).

Pregnancy is going great! I'm 33 weeks. It's going by so fast! Starting to get a little uncomfortable but nothing to bad. My biggest complaint would be my hips and it's getting hard to breathe. All normal stuff. I can't wait to meet my little baby. I get so excited I can't sleep at night. I wonder how the birth is going to play out. Will I give birth in my tub or on my brand new carpet? LOL. Will it be in the middle of the night or during the day? Will Brianna be in a good mood and be part of it all or will she get freaked out and have to go somewhere with my MIL? I hope she's here. That would be awesome. I never screamed when I was in labor with her or anything crazy like that so I can't imagine her getting scared. I think the only thing that would bother her is that I wouldn't come to her when she called me like I normally do. And, she gets all worked up when we go to the midwife and Alanna checks my blood pressure. I can't imagine what she would think Alanna was doing to me when she pulls a baby from between my legs. Or, will I pull the baby up to my chest? I picture her being pretty hands off and from what I hear and what she says, she likes to be hands off. But in the heat of the moment I might want her to help me. The cool part is... I HAVE A CHOICE! These are just things I think about. We'll see how it goes. I don't have a set plan in mind so I won't be disappointed either way. As long as my birth goes smooth and my baby is healthy, I am happy!

I hope this wasn't to long and boring for you readers. I'll try to keep up with posting but there have been way more important things going on lately. It's slowly settling down though. My main goal is going to be enjoying time with my daughter while she's still the "only child". Lots of love to everyone and thanks to everyone who has helped make this move possible.