Uggghhhh

This is the only phrase that sums me up right now.......ugh. I am so uncomfortable right now that I really do believe that I won't be able to last till my due date. I know that I will but it really is the most miserable I've ever been. I can't sit, stand, or lay and find a comfortable position in anything. There is no such thing as a comfortable position. I don't remember being this uncomfortable with Tristan. This baby is constantly kicking. So much so that I am convinced he is bruising me. It's true. There are areas of my belly that are sore and I'm convinced that they are bruised areas. My doctor does say that it's possible so I'm convinced that it's what's happened to me. Either way, the baby has no concept of night and day. Or he's nocturnal. He wakes me up with kicking that won't stop. During the day he sleeps for a few hours in the morning and a few hours in the afternoon but the rest of the time it's kicking. And I'm pretty sure that this baby is all bones and no fat. At least that's what it feels like when he kicks and/or moves. It hurts. So, to sum up, everything hurts. I am super busy right now but it still isn't enough to keep me distracted from the pain. Ugh.

I know that I haven't blogged in awhile because I have absolutely no time but I missed it. I love writing and it also keeps everyone updated so it's nice when I get to do it. It's just the time and my lack of it. Right now I am struggling with staying focused with school. It's really hard to stay sitting in class for the full 3 and 1/2 hours so I usually end up leaving early. I am making the grades that I want to make so I should do just fine but it's just getting to the end without giving up completely. In fact, my scheduled C-section is on the day of my last final exam so I actually have to move my final exam because I sure as heck am not postponing my C-section.

Tristan has become a demon and Vincent and I are convinced it's because he knows the baby is coming. We've heard from friends with kids that this happens with the oldest. My mom said that I did the same thing. But it's terrible. If you take your eyes off of him for a second he has an entire room destroyed. He walks into a room and just starts looking for things he can break, pour out, rub on the wall, etc. On top of that he only wants me to hold him and throws a fit if I don't. Yeah, he doesn't care if my back and belly are in pain. I usually won't pick him up because I just can't at this point. So I am looking forward to the baby coming because I think after Tristan gets used to him, he'll start behaving again.

My brother Nate and his wife Nicole were living in Charleston, SC. They had a baby back in August and then my brother got orders that he was going to be stationed in California (in the Air Force). Since they had to drive their cars to California they just planned on stopping by Texas instead of us going out there to visit them and the new baby. The weekend before last they came into town for a few days and we finally got to meet little baby Ethan. Adorable. Tristan definitely had some issues with not being the center of attention and we had to watch his every move because he tried several times to punch Ethan. But after he got used to him, he was fine. But we had a great time with my brother and Nicole and Ethan. It stinks that they have to live in California. The majority of the family lives here so it would be nice to have the cousins live near each other. Oh well.

We are also in the process of building a 3rd bedroom in our house. So, on top of being extremely uncomfortable, I have to live with a mess of a house even though I'm nesting right now and it hurts me to see a mess. But I just have to tell myself that very soon it will all be done and we will be 1 step closer to selling this house. It feels like every day this house gets a little bit more smaller. Ugh.

Other than that nothing else is going on. Just counting down the days till this baby is here.That and school being done. Those 2 things behind me will make me a much better person. Until then, expect scarce blogs and even scarcer social calendar.

Here are some pics from Ethan's visit:

Update

I know I haven't blogged in forever but I warned y'all......it's been a rough couple of months. School is kicking my quickly-growing butt. Somehow I put off all of my hard classes till the last 2 semesters of my MBA career. And when I say hard.....I mean HARD. And what is it about getting old and realizing how unimportant grades are? When I was in high school, I never made a C, barely made B's, always strived for A's. Never skipped a class- such a goody-goody. College- made mostly A's & B's, a couple of C's- never skipped intentionally, only if circumstances were dire.  In my grad school career, I have calculated just what grades I have to make on my assignments in order to just pass. Plus, I try to skip class as much as possible. But with these super hard classes, I can't skip because they're subjects that have to be explained to you in detail- like Financial Accounting. I effin hate Financial Accounting. Ugh. Anyway, I am supposed to graduate May 2011 so this semester plus the Spring semester left. Cross your fingers that I pass all my classes.

My pregnancy has developed the same back pain as with Tristan. This time I prepared for it. I bought these memory foam cushions for my chair at work and my chair at home where I do all of my homework. I have 3 heating pads, one that travels around the house with me. I also have been trying to do the Wii Fit exercises that are aimed at my back but with a 15 month old, working full time, and going to school, it's becoming increasingly hard to fit those exercises in. Basically I avoid social activites that are not required because if I can't bring my heating pad and/or cushion, it's going to be miserable for me. I know, I have the worst attitude for a pregnant woman. I don't care. I know millions of woman deal with this pain all the time. I don't care. I have chosen to be selfish with this pregnancy and think about myself mainly. So that means a lot of social interaction is turned down for my sanity. Sorry.

Tristan is growing so fast. He just had his 15 month check up and his head (he's got a big head) and height are in the 75 percentile. The doctor thinks he's going to be a tall boy. He looks ridiculously long when I am holding him- me and my short heighth plus this increasingly large belly. The boy has really gotten his personality overnight. Sure, he had a personality before but now he's actually capable of being funny. For example, our babysitter disciplines him by making him sit in the "time out corner". I approve of this because it teaches him somewhat of what he is doing wrong without scarring him with physical pain. Anyway, the other night, I did not allow Tristan to eat M&M's before bed because of how much sugar he was about to intake. But he saw Vincent grab some and eat them after I told him no. He was very upset and proceeded to push Vincent across the floor. We couldn't figure out what he was doing until Vincent ended up in the corner. He put Vincent in the corner! It was awesome. I couldn't stop laughing! It seems that his sense of humor popped up in the last few weeks. I love it. I know most parents are scared of their kids being sick or having physical problems but I was always scared my kids would have no sense of humor. To me, that is the worst. I relate to everyone I know with humor so if I my own kid didn't have humor, how would I relate??? It would definitely scare me. But thank God, Tristan has a sense of humor. He finally got a "real" hair cut where I allowed most of his hair to be shaved off. It was hard but it looks soooooo much better now. It's funny how you don't realize how terrible something looked until it's gone. :) He's also about to get a toddler bed and Vincent and I are dreading that. He already tries his hardest to get out of his crib now when we put him to bed so I can't even imagine what will happen when he can. Also, our doorknobs on all of our doors aren't those round ones but the ones that have a handle that sticks out to the left that you push down on. Yep, he's figured those out. And no, there's is no way to "block" him from doing it like there is with the round doorknobs. Oh yeah, and did I mention the stairs are right outside his doorway? The same ones he thinks he doesn't have to crawl down anymore but instead try and walk down, which he can't do? Needless to say, we're avoiding this transition.

Other than that, everything is going good. Baby is fine. Vincent is doing a great job of picking up where I left off with the house and Tristan before I became overwhelmed with classes so that helps a lot! Oh and we're still trying to sell the house but we think we're going to take it off the market, build another room, and then put it back on the market and still hope to sell it before the baby is born. Who knows? At this point, I'm ready for anything so it doesn't really matter to me.

I have taken some pictures of Tristan recently and played with them some in the new photo software that Vincent got me. I love playing with the photos but I definitely know that I am no pro. So don't judge.

And fyi, I post everything on Facebook so if you're not on it (Aunt El), get on it to get even more pictures of the little guy.
Here are the pictures:

Drumroll please..........

So Tristan is going to have a lil' BROTHER!! YAY!! We are super excited!! And the doctor said "Oh, it's DEFINITELY a boy!!!" And of course Vincent had to say, "Yeah, he gets that from me." Men. Geez..... But we are super excited to add another little boy to the brood because I LOVE boys. I hate to say I show favoritism towards them but I do. Plus, I was an awful little girl growing up so I just know if I had one, she would be just like me. Uggghhhh.

Tristan is walking full time with a fall every now and then. He's saying some words in Spanish (IMAGINE THAT), mostly from a song in Spanish that he knows. That's because I have insisted that every video he watches be in Spanish. He and I have both been learning it together. Which is ironic because Vincent, the Spaniard, knows absolutely no Spanish. I know Spanish from years in school and traveling Spain for a month but if you don't use it, you lose it. I have every desire to have my children speak it though so I'm trying. Hopefully, it sticks.

Summer school is almost over and I get 2 weeks break before fall semester starts. This summer semester was a beating. I abandoned all friends and spent all my time either with Tristan, working or studying. It was 2 classes that I'm not great at so I had to study extra hard. Plus, I'm pregnant and feeling yucky. Exhausted 24 hours 7 days a week. I would not recommend that schedule to anyone.

My brother, Nate, has a baby due in a few weeks and we hope to go visit him but the timing with classes may not work out. We'll see. But I am so excited for them!! YAY!!

My Big Boy

Since Tristan turned 1, I decided to take some pictures to mark the occasion. Vincent has been complaining that I don't use my super nice camera enough so I decided to take some amateur pictures. Please excuse the lack of professionalism but hey, they are pictures of Tristan and that was the goal  :)

We went to this park in Coppell and got some great shots. I even bought him a cake so he could dive into that. Then when we got home, I got an idea of putting him in Vincent's shoes and tie. The kitchen ended up where he was being cooperative about taking pictures.

Anyway, here are the pictures of my little boy, already 1  :(