She's so cute!!

After 9 years of trying and finally being pregnant, my doctor is being a worry wart which frankly I love. It's nice to have him be so proactive.  As such I have already been to two 3-D ultrasounds and will have at least one more.  The bonuses are knowing I'm healthy and baby is awesome.  When I went to the Women's Ultrasound center this time they gave me a CD explaining that they'd compiled photos from my first ultrasound.  I waited very patiently for Josh to come home that night and we popped the CD in the computer to gaze at our adorable son. 

And we were awful.  Oohing and Aahing talking about how handsome he is.  Look at his little hands!  Oh what a cute nose!  Then about 15 photos in the next shot pops up and says, "It's a Girl!"  To which we both looked at each other shocked.  I'm immediately went into a rant about, "No, no, no!  It's a boy!" and Josh immediately goes into detective mode then starts laughing.  When I had finally settled enough, Josh simply pointed to the patient name in the corner.  Charlotte Haws.  Yeah, that's not me.    Yes the outside of the CD said, "Baby Haws."  It even has one of the many due dates I've sported during this pregnancy, easy mistake.  Then the giggles set in, we had just proudly parentally cooed at a totally random baby. Even pointed out genetically similar features. Yes, we are proof that you see what you want to see.

Congratulations Charlotte Haws and family! Your daughter is adorable!

Pirate Eye

You know what is not cool? Waking up one morning and being totally blind in one eye. Then spending the whole day at the doctor, emergency room and ophthalmologist as my vision slowly returned and getting this medical gem of advice, "Weird things happen when you are pregnant." Hooray for medical advancements!

However, you know what is cool about temporary blindness? You start to consider your pirate name. Lucky for me I found my pirate name years ago when I was working claims with that one insurance company. There was a customer named Gwendolyn Goldtooth. Best pirate chick name ever. Captain Goldtooth has a nice ring to it, am I right? Also Josh says I'd look hot with an eye patch further proving I married the right man.

Lucky for me all is well, all vision has returned. Lucky for the safety of the seas I haven't gone rogue and started my pirating career. Because listen if the day ever comes, ye be warned. Ragnar Danneskjold has nothing on me.

Voltron Wins!

Congratulations!! Thanks for playing again this year!

Peep off

Yes, I'm behind which seems to be my life lately. However, we got some killer entries this year. The winner will still receive prizes and glory, maybe just a little late.

Entry #1: The Red Carpet

Entry #2: Voltron

Entry #3: Peep Party

Entry #4: Peeps Garden



Vote now!

Peeps of the world join hands! Start a love train!

Yeah!! It's that time again for the Peep Off. Easter has kind of snuck up on me this year. Guess I'm not doing enough shopping because I'm sure the stores are full of Easter accouterments. Baskets galore!

So hopefully at this point ya'll know the drill. Make a diorama or art project featuring Peeps and take a sweet picture! (get it? sweet.... yuck yuck) Email me the picture at peepsshow@gmail.com.

Cut off for entries: March 28th
Voting: Begins on the 29th.
Winner announced: April 3rd.

Winner gets glory and goodies. Let the games begin.

Unfortunate nickname

Last night Josh and I are settling into bed and I remarked about how I can feel the baby when I poke my stomach. Josh goes on this rant about how if our son comes out bruised or misshaped that it is my fault for always trying to touch him. We laugh and I start to fall asleep and the next thing I know Josh is poking my guts trying to feel. So jokingly I smacked his hand and said, "Don't poke the baby!" To which, without a moments hesitation I might add, Josh says, "It won't hurt him. He has on a meat helmet." Yes, my husband referred to me as a meat helmet. That folks is true romance.

Mega Jug!

I swear I'm not the only one having cravings in the family. Josh can't get enough chicken right now. He loves him some chicken. We were collecting some dinner the other night and Josh really wanted KFC, something I can't eat. We hit the drive through and Josh said, "I want the number #5 and the biggest drink they have." So I get looking at the menu and their is S, M, L and Mega Jug. Being snarky I ordered Josh the Mega Jug, and boy are they not kidding. It is HUGE! Seriously could drown the thirst of 3 grown men. It is half a gallon of soda. Josh took one look at it and said, "I'm drinking that whole thing!" But, no he only was able to drink a quarter of a gallon of soda. And bless him for not drinking it all, smart smart man.