Flying Home

11:48am
Correction.
11:50am
I’ve been on this plane since 7:45am CST. It’s supposed to land at 4:30pm CST. I am not excited about the fact that I’m going to have to be on this freaking plane for another 5 hours. Can you believe it?! A nine-hour flight from Germany to Chicago is what I’m currently sitting on. Then I have an hour and a half from Chicago to Kansas City. The second flight won’t be nearly as bad (except the douche doing the tickets decided to put me in the middle seat even though I’m fat and 8 months pregnant). Hopefully it’ll go by a lot fast than a freaking nine-hour flight.
Oh, and to top off the fact that I’m on a nine-hour flight from Europe to the States, the guy sitting in front of me has a retarded seat that leans back twice as far as it should. So not only can I not do my puzzle books, but writing this blog entry is a huge task considering the laptop is basically sitting on my belly. Gr.
I pressed the flight attendant button. I shall fix this nonsense!
Talked to the flight attendant. She was a bitch. She pretty much told me that there’s nothing she can do about it, there are no open seats, and that I need to suck it up. I told her I was eight months pregnant and did not appreciate the inconvenience of the retarded seat. She’s going to write down the plane…
12:08
She gave me the plane number. Plane #355, seat 31b has retarded seat and I’m currently in seat 32b, reaping the uncomfortable benefits. Gr.
3:30
So. Bored.
9:23
At this point I was supposed to be in Kansas City. However, here I am, still stuck in Chicago on a gimp plane. I’m so pissed off right now. This has seriously become the worst vacation of my life. Who would have thought that going to Germany would be so shitty? The best part of my entire vacation was yesterday when I got to just spend the whole day with my hubby not doing anything together. Just laying around and watching TV. It was amazing spending time with him like that. But now I’m stuck on a plane with effed up brake pads waiting for take-off which doesn’t look too soon in the future. I’ve almost been awake for 24 hours, so as you can imagine I’m more tired than a marathoner after a double marathon. But I’m way too…zzzzzZZZZZzzzz

Germany! Woohoo!

So I'm in Germany with my bubbly! It's been sooo much fun! We've been to Trier to see the Porta Nigra, the Trier Cathedral, and this cute little town. We've been to Luxembourg to see Patten's Grave. We've been to Heidelberg Castle and Dachau Concentration Camp... oh my God. It's been a very packed week since I've gotten here! Today is the first day I'm able to rest and finally relax. We've been so busy constantly doing things. Luckily other plans were made from noon to five, so I was safe to duck out of them and rest. I've definitely been over exerting myself since I've been here. I walked up 313 freaking stairs when we went to the Castle. Not to mention all the insane walking I've been doing in general. I've probably walked close to 15 miles since we've been here - that's a lot for a four day period for a pregnant woman. Not to mention, the food here is decently healthy (and I've been drinking no pop, only "water, no gas") so I'm pretty sure I've lost weight. lol.

Anyway, maybe I'll post all the pictures on Photobucket and post them. Or maybe I'll just post a few of them on here later when I'm not feeling extra lazy. lol. I'll update one more time before I leave, hopefully that'll be when I post the pics. ;-)

Yo, Gabba Gabba!

So, I've finally given in and have decided that Valerie can watch it. She absolutely loves it and it really does teach great life lessons. Not to mention, a great moral starting point. For example, they always have kids that do a 10 second dance segment. They'll say, "Hi, name's Ethan, and I love to dance!" And the child will dance for a few seconds. Constantly the child is of different ethnic heritages. And once, there was a little boy that had cerebral palsy. It opens them up to an entire new world that other children shows don't even touch on.

The show is also very easy to understand. The song verses are constantly repeated, but they're always good things. Currently my daughter is watching one about an art show, and Luno accidentally spilled paint on Foofa's picture. She told him to "go away" and Flex said that was mean. So they sang a song about being nice - and it's very catchy.

And let's not forget they have special guests all the time. Today's special guest was Andy Samberg from Saturday Night Live. He was wearing the UGLIEST sweater in the entire universe. I usually ignore the show, but when I heard "Hi, I'm Andy and I have a new dancey-dance for you!" I looked up immediately and was in shock. The dance was completely harmless - some clapping to the sides and stuff. But it was the "chomp, chomp, chippity chomp" part that really got my attention. He was parodying Conan O'Brian's crocodile chomp! This just proves that adults can kind of enjoy this show as well.

Anyway, even though my friends don't let their kids watch this show, I think it's absolutely precious. My daughter LOVES it and there's nothing bad about it - except it's a bit on the weird side. Either way, I recommend this show to every parent of a toddler who wants a couple minutes to themselves. Amazing.

Had my 3D Sonogram!

So I had my 3D/4D sonogram the other day! I'm really excited!! I've been seriously considering getting my degree as an Ultrasound Technician.

If I did, I'd open my own 3D/4D sonogram place in St. Joseph, Mo. Since there's not one there yet. :-)

Anyway, here's some pics:

63 Days and Counting

My life is about to get VERY VERY hectic. As if it wasn't already. Killian is due in 63 days. I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself. We still have yet to buy any blankets or a cover for his carseat. We haven't bought a double stroller (which we probably won't REALLY need until Spring, but still). Still no basinet, but I'm thinking instead of a basinet I want a cosleeper. So he's right next to me while sleeping, so I can nurse him while he's in his bed and I'm in mine. We have most of his clothes for the winter, but no socks, no shoes, no hats, no little baby diapers. OMG there's just sooo much to think about!!

I also need to get in gear for Sheena's baby shower. It's on October 25th and we have yet to send out invites. We still need to figure out where Sheena wants to throw the party and how many are coming. Money is a big problem here, especially since I don't know what she wants her theme to be thus not knowing what kind of decorations I can start buying. gofiajgr

I leave for Germany next friday, and although all of that is already set, I'm still nervous about it. I'm going out of the country while I'm 33 weeks pregnant and leaving my two-year-old daughter back in the states to stay with family members. I haven't been away from my baby for that long since... hell since Brad and I's honeymoon to Cozumel, MX. But I definitely need this vacation. It'll be my last vacation to myself before Killian's born.

Oh man.. so much stuff is going on. I don't know what to do!

I think I'll just go to bed.

Terrible Twos.... :-(

Today was Valerie's second birthday. We threw it at Chuck E. Cheese's. It went amazingly!! A lot more people than I expected showed up. I was very, very happy with the turnout. ;-)

But, what I'm not happy about is the birthday in general. I don't want my baby to grow up. She's my everything - my pride and joy. I would do anything for my baby and it's just so hard watching her get older and more independent. and I know it's only going to get harder.

I know I have another on the way, but it's not about him. He will be another story - another child I will not want to age. However, I know that's how time works.

Now I'm just rambling. Gah.

I'm tired.

Happy Birthday my beautiful Princess. I love you so much.

Feeling a Bit Depressed

I used to be one of those emo chicks. I used to cut and pop too many tylenol to get rid of the pain. But I'm not 16 anymore. I'm an adult now. And sometimes it feels as though even as a 21-year-old mother of 2, I wish I could go back to 16 and do it all over again. Experience the pain and anguish all over again. Because even though I was a manic depressive, I was the happiest I've ever been. I love my children with all my heart... but I still sometimes feel as though something is missing. I'm just not quite sure what, yet.