Wednesday, February 15, 2012

17. Water

Day 17: Water




Here is my ode to water written in a fine selection of well thought out and highly contemplated couplets. Cheers :)

My Arch Nemesis




Water water I hate you,
and 8 glasses a day I have to get through.

 I know I must drink you every day,
but I wish you would just go away.

I’m not a naturally thirsty girl;
drinking so much makes me hurl.

But I force you down my throat all day;
the doctor says I must this way.

“Your body needs to stay hydrated,
it especially helps when you’re constipated.”

I chug you fast to get it done,
but that just makes me have to run…

To the bathroom, you see what you do to me?
You make me constantly have to pee.

If you don’t drink water its sure to enforce,
especially when you’re pregnant, a big Charlie horse.

You have no flavor and add no flare -
You’re literally like drinking liquid air.

I love coke, milk, and juices and wine
if I don’t drink water I think I’d be fine.

It’s good for my body, yes I know that’s true
but I’d rather walk with a tack in my shoe.

8 glasses a day is out of control
but for you baby boy, I make it a goal…

to drink 8 glasses a day to make sure you are healthy
but after this kid is out, I’m drinking a soda. Ha!


Tuesday, February 14, 2012

16. My Morning

Day 16: My Morning



"If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say 
no more than because he was he, and I was I."


Happy Valentines Day :)  Looking forward to spending the evening with my Valentine.  Love you BT!

Sunday, February 12, 2012

15. Happiness


Day 15: Happiness



Letter to My Son – 28 Weeks

Dear Colten,

Baby Cole…I do not know much about you other than the fact that we share half of the same DNA, but I can say, without a doubt, that I already love you.  They say mothers can feel their child’s personality while still in the womb, and whether that is true or not I do believe I know who you are.  I love feeling your kicks and jabs; every time I feel you move it warms my heart and brings a smile to my face – pure happiness.  Only 12 short weeks until I can hold you in my arms. 

I imagine what your little face looks like.  Do you have my ears? I hope not :)  Do you have daddy’s eyes? I hope so :)  I have so many hopes, dreams and wishes for you, my son, and I can’t wait to bring you into this world to share with you all the love and happiness that life has to offer.  Rest assured that you are coming into good hands, a good family.  Your dad and I have never done this before, but I promise to you, as I promise to God every night, that I will love and protect you every single day for the rest of my life. 

I think about your life and your future every day.  My wishes for your life are infinite, but for today…

I hope…
you smile like your daddy.
you have his gentle sweetness and genuine kindness that comes from the heart.
you feel loved every day of your life.
you enjoy the simple things in life.
that you always put your family first.

I dream…
that you will dream, that you will follow your heart to wherever it takes you in life.
that you will follow God and trust him to lead you where you need to go.
that you will grow into a person that I look up to.
you will go to college and have a strong drive to be successful.
that you will be a professional athlete (from dad).

I can’t wait…
to kiss you.
to hold you.
to comfort you.
to sing songs together.
to play together.
to laugh together.
to grow together.
to be together.

In the 6 ½ months that we have shared I have felt more happiness and excitement than I ever have in my life.  I love singing and talking to you already, and I’m sure you are sick of this song, but every time I want to sing to you this is what comes out…

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray.  You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you.  Please don’t take my sunshine away.

I just know you are going to be the cutest, sweetest, most wonderful sun shiny baby ever. I just know it.

We can’t wait to meet you baby boy.  We love you with all of our hearts.

Love,
Mom

Friday, February 10, 2012

14. Something I'm Reading

Day 14: Something I'm Reading






This was a gift given to me by my good friend Christina :)  I have been reading this every morning with breakfast and it is HILARIOUS.  I highly recommend it to any expecting woman.  It puts all those "What to Expect When You're Expecting" books into perspective and shines a whole new light on parenting.  Love it!

Thursday, February 9, 2012

13. In My Bag



Day 13: In My Bag



ChapStick - my ultimate addiction.  

I will accidently leave my phone at home, or sometimes even my entire purse, but I will never walk out the door without my ChapStick, preferably cherry or strawberry flavored.  I use the stuff probably 10-20 times per day, and when I don't have it with me I tend to panic.  I start to think my lips are going to get too dry and then I keep licking them which just make them chapped and sore, and I cannot relax or focus on anything else until I get some sweet, sweet ChapStick.

Don’t ever offer me a sticky lip gloss as a substitute.  Please know that your lip gloss does not hold a candle to ChapStick.  It’s just offensive.  No one wants that stuff.

I have lost my ChapStick a few times, but that's no big deal - I have a stash of them at home under the bathroom sink.  I have a year's supply just waiting to be put to good use.  If I'm out and I run out of ChapStick - no fear - I keep an extra tube in the car.  If the tube in the car is gone, no worries - I probably have one in my pocket.  If not, I'll just stop and buy more.  

I keep a tube of the good stuff in my nightstand, in the coffee table in the living room, in a drawer in the kitchen, in my desk at work...pretty much anywhere I spend a good amount of time you can find a tube of ChapStick.  It's seriously like I’m an alcoholic hiding my stash around the house for "just in case use."  

People have told me that I only need the lip balm because I use it so much.  Brian says the more you use it the worse off your lips are – like the ChapStick company puts something in their product that makes your lips MORE dry if you aren’t wearing it.  But to that I say who cares!? I love applying the gooey goodness and feeling the immediate calming and smooth sensation.  No chapped lips for this girl :)

Just out of curiosity I Googled “ChapStick addiction” since I often joke that I suffer from the disease, and unbeknownst to me, it may be a real thing…


Uh oh…

Oh well, even if I truly do have an addition it doesn’t hurt anyone and doesn’t affect my relationships with family and friends.  So even though I won’t be needing an intervention, I do think that maybe, just maaaybe, I should…no, never mind. I’m definitely not cutting back.

I LOVE CHAPSTICK!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

12. Close-up

Day 12: Close Up...of my mind




To all of those “teacher’s have it so easy” people out there…

Why Teaching is Hard

I love what I do. I love working with kids. I love that I laugh every single day at work.  I am fortunate enough to be in a career that is challenging and fulfilling all at the same time.  I love that every day is different and I love that it keeps me on my toes, but wow, what I wouldn’t give, just every once in a while, to go to work, sit at my desk, and work independently. 

Before I began teaching I worked in government contracting for a few years.  Granted the days would drag, but the job did have many perks.  Of course, the pay was significantly higher than a teacher’s salary and there was definite room for growth.  I could go into the office around the same time every day, listen to music, do my work at my desk, take my breaks when I wanted, peruse Facebook in my down time, and then leave all remaining work sitting on my desk until I got to it the next day.  No stress. No worries. No working from home. No observations. No constant knot in my stomach because of the never ending to-do lists that get bigger and bigger with each passing day.

Let me back up a bit.  I always knew I wanted to teach.  It was one of those “from childhood” dreams of mine and I made it a personal goal to make it happen.  I always looked up to my teachers and, really, wanted to teach so that I could be an inspiration to future generations.  I had a true passion for teaching and learning, and most definitely did not get into the career for the summers off.

When I went to grad school my professors told us that NOTHING can prepare you for teaching other than actually doing it yourself.  Learning in the classroom is the best and only way to truly figure out whether or not this career is for you.  We were warned that 50% of teachers quit within the first five years, and we were warned again, when hired, that teachers go through a roller coaster of emotions every year – starting off on a high during September and October, plummeting to an all time low between November and February, and then gradually coming out of the depths of hell by March/April and leveling out at a “normal” level by May and June.  They even showed us a chart. No joke.  Teaching is hard, really, really hard.

With that being said, I would like to challenge anyone that says that teaching is easy.  People think that because we have summers off and breaks throughout the year that the job itself is cake.  I guarantee that person that goes into teaching for the summers off wont last more than a couple of years.  Those people that say “Those who can’t – teach” have clearly never taught and should be shot in the foot.  I have worked in retail, in restaurants, and offices, and I can say without a doubt that teaching is the hardest job I have ever had or will have in my life.

So for those of you who claim that teaching is so easy…here are just a FEW reasons why I find it a bit more challenging than, let’s say, your cushy office job:

Can’t be late – You hit traffic? You overslept? You couldn’t find matching shoes? Oh well – you’re screwed.  When you are a teacher you are one part to a massive team that relies on you to get the  job done.  You don’t have the option of coming in a little late or leaving early because you have students waiting in your classroom starting the first thing in the morning.  Sure, you can call the school last minute and they will scramble to get someone to cover for you, but you not only hurt your students for not showing up you put other people in a bind.   

Leaving for an emergency puts more than just you in a bind – Ditto above.  If you ever need to leave early you will need to find coverage for your classes.  Everyone has their own jobs to do, and being asked to cover someone’s class during your precious planning time is done, albeit selflessly, pretty often – which just makes more work for the person covering for you.  Same deal goes for phone calls or other personal matters.  You can’t leave your students unattended, so if you need to do anything you have to try to find coverage.

Can’t pee when you need to pee – Students may use the restroom any time during the day with a pass excusing them from class.  Unfortunately, teachers do not have that luxury because we cannot leave our students unattended.  Do you know what it’s like to not be able to pee when you need to pee?  Let me rephrase, do you know what it’s like to not be able to pee when you need ­­to pee when you’re PREGNANT?  I’m surprised I haven’t just dropped trou in the middle of my classes yet.  I mean sometimes it hurts to even move I have to go so bad, and I have to wait until I can bother someone to cover my class or until the bell rings.  We have 90 minute classes – that gets intense.  Then when the bell rings I have to fight my way down the hall past three hundred 14 year olds that walk so slow they are pretty much going backwards and they stop at classrooms to talk to their friends causing major traffic jams, all the while I’m racing to beat the 6 other teachers that have been dying to go to the bathroom just as long as I have to the TWO faculty restrooms they have in the 8th grade hall.  I don’t believe I’ve ever seen a class change where there hasn’t  been a line at the faculty bathroom.

Can’t eat when you need to eat – When you are a teacher you can eat when the students eat – at the designated lunch hour for your class.  Sometimes that’s as early as 10AM or as late as 1:30PM.  In the teaching world there are no lunches out with friends, casually grabbing a cocktail and relaxing for an hour before heading back to the office.  Most of the time you have a 30 minute break, in which 3 of those minutes are spent walking your students to the cafeteria, 5 minutes spent waiting on the microwave in the teachers’ lounge, 3 of them warming your  meal, and that leaves you with about 19 minutes to scarf down your food and to get back to your room before the students return.  Super relaxing.

Can’t have a moment to yourself – Alone time? What’s that?

From the SECOND you walk into the school you will hear your name called at least 10 times before you reach your classroom.  Good morning, Mrs. Thomas!  What was for homework, Mrs. Thomas? Mrs. Thomas, is that paper due today? Good morning, Mrs. Thomas. Oh man, Mrs. Thomas is going to be upset that I forgot my project at home! Hi, Mrs. Thomas! Mrs. Thomas, what is the name of the book we are reading today? Mrs. Thomas, when are our book summaries due? Mrs. Thomas, are we going to the library this week? Good morning, Mrs. Thomas.

Ahh…I made it to my classroom.  Let me unpack, unwind, and get everything ready for the day. Whew. *Knock knock* someone opens the door – Good morning, Mrs. Thomas!  I wanted to bring by this poem I wrote for you to look at.  Mrs. Thomas, will you look over this assignment to make sure everything is grammatically correct?  Good morning, Mrs. Thomas  - just wanted to remind you that we have a meeting this afternoon.  How are you feeling today Mrs. Thomas? Did you get all your grading done, Mrs. Thomas?  What are we doing in class today Mrs. Thomas?

*RIIIINNNNNG* - the bell sounds and 25 kids come piling into my room.  For the remainder of the day I will be surrounded by students and colleagues in classes, lunch, meetings, and after school activities.  If you ever just want to have a day where you can crawl into a corner and hide – you will not find that in this profession.

And yes, this is every.single.day.

Constant meetings – Oh man. Constant meetings.  I haven’t had a day where I haven’t had a meeting since I began teaching.  I meet with my fellow English teachers. I meet with my interdisciplinary team. I meet with students, with parents, with counselors, with deans, with admin, with my department, with the faculty, with a new teacher that I mentor, I meet and meet and meet and meet.  Chances are when you do have a second to breathe and regroup on your own, you probably have a meeting to get to within the next 5-10 minutes.  So regroup as quickly as possible.

Constant grading – Teaching requires you to grade every day.  Not that you will have quizzes, tests, and papers to grade every day, but you will have formative assessments to stay on top of in every class you teach.  A day to day assessment practice that allows you to track student progress and, in return, tweak your teaching so that you make sure you reach all students.  Beyond the daily assessments, teachers have the responsibility of objectively grading each student’s assignment that will ultimately reflect their level of mastery.  As an English, teacher I also have the super fun task of grading multiple papers per quarter.  Do you know how fun it is to grade 120 3-page papers? Really, think about it. You get to read 120 3-page papers written by middle schoolers that didn’t follow any of your directions.  Really, it’s a freaking blast. And it doesn’t take long at all.  Maybe 5-10 hours or so. No big deal. It’s awesome.

Performing ALL day – I always tell Brian that I am “ON” all day long. When you are a teacher you have to maintain a certain persona – you are a teacher, therefore you need to be kind, respectful, helpful, and available.  Even on the worst of days…one of those where you wake up pissed off for no apparent reason, with a pounding headache, you have nothing to wear because you forgot to take your pants out of the washing machine, you spill your breakfast all over the floor, you trip over the shoes your husband left laying in the middle of the living room, you have NOTHING to take for lunch, and you forgot to warm your car up so you have to spend an additional 5 minutes scraping off the frost from your windshield, just to get in and realize you need to get gas. On one of those days when you walk in the building feeling like you want to RIP SOMEONES HEAD OFF, inevitably the first student will say, “Mrs. Thomas did we have homework?”

You want to say “ARE YOU F*CKING SERIOUS!!?!? YES we had homework! We ALWAYS have homework! Where have you BEEN for…oh I don’t know...THE ENTIRE FLIPPING SCHOOL YEAR!? You should be kicked out of this school! You should have detention EVERY DAY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE! You should be more responsible than this!”

But what you do say, with a smile, is, “Good morning kiddo!  Yes we did have homework last night – remember the 15 minutes of writing you are assigned every night? I’m sure you will have time in study hall to get it done before you get to class, so no biggie :) Have a wonderful day! See you in 3rd block!”

Granted, you don’t have days like this all the time, but you catch my drift.  You have to be careful with how you talk and react to everyone around you.  You are in an impressionable career where something you may say very well can stick with a student for the rest of their lives.  So slap a smile on your face no matter how you feel, and get in there and spread the warmth.

Constant energy – Beyond all other day to day tasks, don’t forget that you actually have to TEACH.  It is our job to deliver the critical knowledge our students will need to possess in order to succeed in life. So yes, you have to get up and deliver your lesson.  You need to make it FUN. You need to make it memorable. And you need to teach it in multiple ways so that each child with a different learning style can grasp the concept at hand.  Then it’s time to practice – be sure to circulate the room and help students as they are working. Answer questions. Ask questions. Be up. Be active. Be visible. Then whatever remaining energy you have left you need to use it to control 25 hormonal teenagers who would rather be doing anything else but writing an essay. 

Always looking for change – I haven’t been teaching very long, but when I was doing my student teaching my mentor told me something that I have seen come true in the three years I’ve been doing this.  She said to me, “They will try to reinvent the wheel when it comes to education over and over and over again, but trust me, it will always come back to the basics.” And boy is that true!  Everyone is always looking for new ways to spice up education, to make it fun and exciting, to make sure that each student across the country is reached and not left behind.  You just need to be flexible because if you did it in your classroom this year, there is a good chance you will have to do something different the next.  It’s all done in good faith that the students will benefit from our constant evolution, but just know, that no two days are ever, ever the same.

Continuous learning – Teaching is a field that requires continuous education.  For starters, you have to have a bachelor’s degree to teach, and then you have to earn a certification to teach your subject area in your state.   Most teachers go on to get their Master’s degree – some before they begin teaching and others while they are working full time in the school.  In order to keep your teaching license in Virginia, you are required to earn 180 hours of professional development credit every five years. Professional development credit is given in a variety of ways - from being published, taking a class, attending a meeting, or going to workshops.  Furthermore, teachers are encouraged to attend conferences or take classes in their subject areas to keep up with the most current pedagogy.  Our lives literally revolve around education – we are teachers, but also take pride in that we are learners first. 

Self pressure & hurt feelings – It is your job to make sure that every student succeeds, which means that it is your job to personally ensure that 120 of your students do their work, get it in on time, get it done right, pass the test, and master the material.  You are bound to have a few students each year (or more like 40 for me this year) that require extra work.  It becomes a self battle having to keep up with who is missing what and who needs this and who did that.  Not only that, but when you have to stay on top of certain students to get their work done, they often time become annoyed and students, especially middle schoolers, can be mean.  You put pressure on yourself to get the job done right no matter what the cost.  If you aren’t intrinsically motivated there is no way this would be the right profession for you.

Walk on egg shells – As I mentioned before, you have to be watch everything you say and do when you are a teacher.  What you say or the way you say something  can be misconstrued and could lead to major problems.  There are many rules to follow when it comes to teaching, and as long as you walk the line you should be ok.  You have a certain reputation to uphold, so take down those photos on Facebook of your bikini-clad, margarita sipping, nightclub dancing vacation from last summer.  You’re a teacher now – you only bake cupcakes and crochet for the homeless.

If you can’t multitask you can’t teach – At any given second throughout the day you will have a list of 20 things to do…at least.  It has become a part of my daily routine to make “to-do” lists because to remember everything you need to get done is almost impossible.  You need to be grading papers, while planning your lessons, while helping a student, while preparing for a meeting, while your copies are running in the copy machine.  There is not enough time in a day to do one thing at a time. 

Pressure to perform or take on more roles – Be a leader! Take on more responsibility! Volunteer to be involved in committees! Join the PTO! Sponsor a club! Take more classes! It is nice to hear encouragement from administration that they want to see you take on more leadership roles because they trust you and have faith that you are a good leader. It’s nice to feel satisfied when you can list all the wonderful things you contribute to your school outside of being a rock star teacher. But sometimes when you feel like your drowning in your day to day responsibilities and you are doing everything you can to keep your head above water, you just want to hear that you are doing a good job. You are doing enough. And you are appreciated for what you are able to do.  And if you ever feel like you are stressed to the max just try not to think about the many observations you will have done this year.  Nothing is more fun than teaching a lesson while having your administrators sit in the back of the room taking notes on your every move.  Seriously – it makes your stress level go way down.  It’s like Xanax for the school day.

Always planning and changing  lesson – Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that you have to plan lessons? And then change them pretty much every hour? You get a wonderful curriculum guide that outlines the essential knowledge the students should take away with them when they leave your room at the end of the year.  How you teach it is completely up to you. Your lessons, practice, projects, quizzes, tests, activities, homework and all other assignments are designed, altered and delivered by you.  I am lucky enough to work on a team where we can all share our creations, but some aren’t so fortunate.  To create one full lesson or one full unit takes A LOT of time.  Then once you are happy with your lesson, you deliver it only to have it fail.  So you have to re-do it.  And then it works for one class but not another, so you have to redo it again.  Eventually you have one lesson that you can teach in 15 different ways just so that all students get it.  Constant planning = constant changing.

Feeling like you’re not a good teacher when you hear others talk about how much they do for their kids or how much they read or how many conferences they have gone to - Everyone else seems to LOVE to plan or grade papers on the weekends. Some people make teaching their entire lives, and that’s great for them, but definitely NOT for me.  But I’m not going to lie, sometimes I feel like a complete loser slacker of a teacher when people blow up their Facebook statuses with things like “SO excited to try out this lesson I just spend the last 10 hours of my weekend planning. It’s going to be awesome!” because all I can think is “Ewww, why would you A) plan on the weekend, and B) get excited about giving a lesson?” Haha no – I get excited about lessons too, but definitely not over the weekend.  Just because other people chose to make their jobs their lives doesn’t mean that I have to. But that still doesn’t take away the fact that seeing other people’s over the top dedication makes me feel like a bad teacher.

Being compared to other teachers – Why are we doing this? Mrs. Johnson didn’t make us do this!  Mrs. Smith was nice. Mr. Bob was hilarious.  Mrs. Brody was really fun.  Mr. Christian was mean but a  really good teacher.  Being compared to other teachers is just part of the job.  Some of the students will never mention another teacher’s name while others will not stop talking about them.  Some students will love you, some will tolerate you, and some will hate you. That’s just the way it is.  It can be offensive to hear the way they compare you to other teachers, but I just have to remind myself that next year I’m sure they will compare their new English teacher to ME – who they love – I just know it :)

Low pay – Do I even need to elaborate?  We are contracted only 7 hours a day but I can’t say that I know many teachers (if any at all) that only work 7 hours.  Teachers volunteer their own personal time to stay after school with kids for extra study support or after school activities.  Teachers work FAR beyond their contract time.  We are paid the same amount whether we work 40 hours a week or 80 plus an additional 15 on the weekend.  There are no bonuses or elaborate gifts – we are paid in student and self satisfaction.  Teachers work 13 months out of the year and jam it into 10. That’s how awesome we are.

Whew. So there you have it.  In my world every day – those are some reasons why I think teaching is hard.  Of course not everyone has my same experience, but I can probably say unfalteringly that every teacher out there has gone through a few of the same emotions.

So YES – we get summers off because we NEED summers off.  For those two months I can be where I need to be when I want to be there, I can eat and pee at my own leisure, I can finally catch up on all the things I neglected during from August to June,  and I can take a BREAK and rejuvenate my mind for the next school year.  Our vacations aren’t just wanted, they are needed. Oh-SO-very-much!

I could make a list twice as long about why I love the job and what it has done for the betterment of my life.  I could talk about how wonderful and satisfying it is. I could talk about my amazing colleagues and the life changing knowledge I have gained. I could talk about many things, but I could never talk about how easy it is. It is undeniably mentally, physically and emotionally exhausting. 

So next time you find yourself wishing you were a teacher only because they have it so easy – shut it.  You have no idea.




Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Monday, February 6, 2012

10. Makes you smile

OOPS! I did not realize I skipped over "#6 - Makes you Smile," so I am going to do this one for #10 and then get back on track with #11 tomorrow.  


Day 10: Makes me Smile




Teaching is hard...really hard (post to follow on that topic), but the one thing I can say about my job is that I do smile, in fact I laugh, every single day.  Some days I leave here feeling completely defeated and exhausted, but at least one point in the day I guarantee I smiled or laughed at something.


I work with 8th graders.  They are hormonal, immature, crazy, dramatic, and totally hilarious.  They really believe they are bigger than life and that they know everything.  They are at a fun age in school because they are young enough to still be intimidated by the teacher, but old enough where you can joke with them and they can, and will, throw it right back at you.


Teaching middle school is deemed "crazy" by many teaching colleagues, and even though the kids are really hard to deal with sometimes, it's comforting to know that you will get to laugh with them, if not at them, multiple times per day.  Any career that encourages fun and laughter (and summers, and spring break, and Christmas break, and holidays, and snow days off) is a good career for me. Ha!




Sunday, February 5, 2012

9. Childhood

Day 9: Childhood




Awww <3  Sweet, sweet childhood.
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Reader beware: graphic images from this point forward.  Consider yourself warned.



I was going to write a big ode to my past, talk about how wonderful my childhood was, and recap those times in my life that I will hold dear to me forever, but then I looked through the photo album for some inspiration and I came across this picture.  All that went through my head was - WTF!  What. the. flip. Seriously, Mom, how could you let Jenny and I go through the “awkward” stage for like 10 years straight!? 

I see my middle schoolers that I teach and not ONE of them looks like this:



I know that awkward stages are relevant to the time era, but dang, it’s a wonder that Jenny and I ever had friends or much less had a boyfriend at any point in our lives.



WHAT is happening in this picture? What is this dress?  I mean seriously, check out the threads.  Did I wear this often? Did I own a brush? 

I really did have a wonderful childhood – absolutely no complaints here.  My parents are amazing and they made sure I was raised around wonderful family and friends.  I never wanted for anything and they instilled in me the strong morals by which I will raise my children.  I can only hope that my kids grow up feeling as loved and blessed as I have every day of my life. But wow, I hope my kids won’t ever have to rock bangs like this in their lifetime. 

Lookin' good, Tuck sisters! Woo-hoo :)  


Saturday, February 4, 2012

8. Daily Routine

Day 8: Daily Routine



Stretch marks…how I loathe thee.

For the past 20 weeks or so I have added a very important daily routine to my normal schedule.  I have been slopping loads and loads of cocoa butter on my body in an effort to prevent the ever so dreaded stretch mark.  Stretch marks are one of those pregnancy side effects that you have no control over – oh wait – that’s all side effects of pregnancy.  But THIS side effect is usually permanent.  An everlasting reminder of your body stretching  and expanding far beyond its means.

I have read many places that stretch marks are genetic, so if you are predestined to get them you might as well give up on the lathering because they are coming whether you like it or not.  But I don’t buy it.  Even if that is the case and God has planned for my body to be scarred from this pregnancy, I am still going to fight to the end and try my damnedest to keep my belly smooth and scar free. 

It’s not that I’m vain. I promise.  I am glad to bare battle wounds for the sake of birthing my son, but I’m still. so. young. I like to think I have a few bikini seasons left in me.  I’m 27 for goodness sake and would like to turn my husband’s head towards me in delight instead of away from me in disgust (not that he would, of course!)  But you catch my drift. 

Sooooo – applying cocoa butter and/or belly cream every day from my chest down to my knees has been an important daily routine. 

But – GASP! – I fear the stretch mark fairy has caught up with me and is starting to lay her dirty evil marks on my body.  I see a few faint lines on the front left side of my stomach.  Right now, they are just little red marks that I don’t even know for sure will turn into stretch marks, but they weren’t there before, so it sets off the alarms in my mind.  I keep hydrated, keep lathering the lotion, and keep hoping that they won't get much worse :)

At the end of the day, If they do get worse, I will have to be OK with that.  After all, one piece suits are all the rage right now and I wouldn’t hate having to rock one of these out this summer. 

Tidal Stripes Maillot


Friday, February 3, 2012

7. My sky

Day 7: My Sky


"May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day.  May songbirds serenade you every step along the way.  May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that's always blue. And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through." - Irish Blessing


This is a picture that I took from my front door looking out today when I got home from work...right before I went to take my Friday afternoon nap :)  Beautiful day!

Thursday, February 2, 2012

6. Favorite

Day 6: Favorite







Perla is my favorite :)  

Perla is the offspring of my parent's Pomeranian, so I have had her, literally, since the day she was born.  She is four years old, turning five in March, and she is the love of my life.  

When she was born, the birth sack kept her from breathing.  Her mom, Cinda, tried stimulating her, but once Perla showed no response her mom gave up, pushed her to the side, and began tending to another puppy.  Luckily, my mom was there and was able to remove the sack and clean out Perla's mouth.  She started to breathe and squirm around which was, of course, a huge relief.

Ever since that night we have always referred to Perla as a "special" one.  Not because she defied the odds and survived the strenuous birth, but because we think the lack of oxygen she received that night made her "special."  Possibly some brain damage. Seriously. She's special.

We first noticed how special she was at feeding time.  All the other puppies would be nestled up to their mom's underbelly feeding beautifully, while Perla was lost somewhere in her mom's bushy tail...eyes not opened yet...trying to find her way to a food source.  She seemed to get lost pretty easily.

As she got older, Perla would be just sitting there staring out at who knows what, and then all of a sudden let out a squeal and completely throw herself backwards.  No idea why she ever did this, but she did, and it was hilarious.

She was the runt of the litter, so, naturally, she was picked on the most.  Her sisters would beat her up and drag her around by her tail.  I felt bad for her because she was so little and sweet, so I chose her out of the litter to be my puppy.  I chose the smallest, cutest, quietest, and sweetest puppy of all.

Oh my goodness was I wrong.

As she grew older, Little Miss Perla developed quite the strong personality.  She became the meanest and loudest puppy of them all.  Yappy yappy yappy.  She's so vocal!  When playing with me or her sisters she doesn't stop yelling.  It’s not a barking sound that she makes, but more of a really drawn out "arrrrrrrrr" that she does over and over and over and over.  

She's a diva.  That is, of course, Brian's fault.  Ok, Ill take some of the blame  - we did not raise her well, but mostly it's Brian's fault.  


She rules our house.  She sleeps in our bed, only eats wet food (even after months of trying all different brands she refuses to eat anything BUT Caesar), and she gets attention at all times from either Brian or myself.  She will hop from lap to lap so that someone is constantly petting her.  If you stop petting her, she throws herself backwards and paws at your face.  If she is ignored she will pee out of spite. She gets treats every time she goes outside (which most of the time she just goes out and pretend squats so she can get her bone), she is walked, played with and loved oh so much.  

She is completely spoiled and does get a little too high maintenance for us sometimes, but she is really so sweet.  She has a personality of her own and she, as crazy as she is, has a big heart.  She is the loudest, weirdest, funniest, and most gentle dog I have ever known and I wouldn't have her any other way. She's my favorite and I love her just the way she is...special and all :)


She does not like not being a part of my belly pictures week to week:



Tell me it's not Brian's fault that she is so spoiled:






Wednesday, February 1, 2012

5. Something I wore

Day 5: Something I wore




More like something I wear...every. single. day. 


My mom got me a couple pairs of maternity sweatpants from Old Navy for Christmas, and I pretty much haven't taken them off since.  The second I get home I throw on a pair of these babies and settle in the for night :)  Seriously the most comfortable pants I have ever worn in my life. Love them.