Wow, 5 years ago this month. Well, as you know I was pretty pregnant! We were scheduling baby showers with my family and another with my co-worker girlfriends.
I think we were also finalizing some plans for the big room addition on our house which would move Little John from his bedroom and open that up for Jake.
I'm certain I was burning up Babies R Us on a frequent basis!
I should get out my 2005 calendar and see what I was doing!!!
Five years ago, I was swollen, wondering if E was going to turn head down, watching my ds prepare and take his finals in his junior year in hs, enjyoing a newly laid hardwood floor, and still trying to come up with a girl's name.
I was still job searching after my position was one of 20 cut from the college. This month I opted to take a "demotion" at the same college and a major pay cut just so I wouldn't have to keep job searching a million months pregnant (in the end, I actually kept my rate of pay and was promoted less than 6 months later to another open position but I didn't know that 5 years ago during this month).
The change in positions meant we had to move across campus, which doesn't sound that big a deal, but the stress of job searching, then moving landed me smack on bed rest with high blood pressure. I was on and off bedrest for the rest of the pregnancy.
I couldn't wait to meet Koda, but at the same time was pretty miserable. I was taking Travis's amazement at how huge I was pretty personally, and had just taken over our finanaces and realized what a mountain we had to climb out of debt.
Geesh, that is stressful just reading, lol ;)
Three years ago you can nearly rinse and repeat the above only I was willingly leaving my job, moving from Ohio to Maine.
Maybe getting pregnant would help our job prospects, lol.
This weekend was awesome. We got the garden ready at my inlaws. It was perfect weather, the boys had a great time, and it was just an awesome distaction.
I'm not nearly as anxious about Travis's job prospects. If it miraculously happens, great. If it doesn't, we have a whole year to search before we have to leave here. And our worse case scenario is moving to my inlaws farm for a time. That worse case isn't so bad :)
my DH's alarm clock is going to meet an untimely demise if it continues to go off at 5:00 a.m. when both he and it know he will not roll outta the bed until at least 6:30
i have to go into central office today for a lunch meeting. I've been avoiding that place like nothing else for the past week. My boss wants a final decision on next year, and I can't give it to her. I'm crossing every finger that she happens to not be in when I meet my committee.
i have to go into central office today for a lunch meeting. I've been avoiding that place like nothing else for the past week. My boss wants a final decision on next year, and I can't give it to her. I'm crossing every finger that she happens to not be in when I meet my committee.
that would be stressful to have her hounding you when you don't even know what the future holds yet!!
5 years ago this month was when my blood pressure went wonky and I was put on bed rest.
I have Lucas's kindergarten PPT in an hour and now I am even sadder then I was LOL. He however has been dressed since 9 and asking me every 5 minutes when we get to go to kindergarten.
My day started at 8:05 getting a text message from 5 telling me to have a great day off, which doesn't sound like much but given the threats Nikki and I have been dealing with all weekend I decided it was time to call the police and ask some questions/get this issue on record. He really needs to grow up and leave me the hell alone.
Also can someone explain why my mom feels the need to constantly make me feel worse??
One of the things 5 is threatening Nikki with is to call DCF and tell them she is in an unsafe environment because I have a boyfriend who sleeps here and is moving in soon. My mom thought it best to bring up the fact that boys and girls are not allowed to share a room (Nikki and Lucas do) and that Joey and I sleep in the living room with a teenage girl in the house and that in their eyes it may not be setting a good example for her. Um we sleep fully clothes and are usually up when she is. Seriously mom thanks for adding weight to my mind and feel free to give me the money for a three bedroom house.