We fought the fire!

Hey..I'm back and not crazy anymore. I think the mental health day totally helped. Or just being with my family in my favorite place (home) helped. We did have quite the crazy event happen on Friday night though.

So we literally sit on our screened in porch at my parents house the whole time we are there. It what we do. We relax, drink coffee or wine, (me not so much the latter two anymore) and talk. My dad was gone to get dinner and my mama, Brad and I were sitting out there. We went inside for a quick second. Like--2 minutes at the most--no joke. Luckily my dad came home right then and started screaming. We ran to the back of the house to see the porch on FIRE. A candle had somehow caught the wicker side table on fire and it was flaming to the CEILING of the room. I called 911 and my parents and Brad were trying everything to get it out. A neighbor came over with two brooms and they managed to pull it off the deck and throw it over the balcony. This got the fire out of the porch, but which they were sliding it something fell and caught my mom's foot on fire. Her WHOLE foot. 2nd degree burn. 7 hrs in the ER. Scariest night of my life to date. For reals.

I was on the phone with 911 the whole time sounding like the biggest redneck. The fire dept was probably warned they were about to pull up to a trailer park with us in our robes and curlers. The lady kept telling me to get out of the house. Here is a very abbreviated version of our phone conversation. Imagine a lot more screaming and a heavy Alabama twang.

911 Lady: "Where are you?"

Me: "In the house"

911 Lady: "Get everyone and get out of the house"

Me: "Ok!" Scream Scream

911 Lady: "Are yall out of the house"

Me: "No! We're fightin' the fire!!" (seriously I said this)

911 Lady: "Get everyone and get out of the house!"

Me: "AHHH MY MOM'S FOOT'S ON FIRE ....SEND THE PARAMEDICS!!!!"

911 Lady: "Please calm down and get out of the house"

Me: "No! We fought the fire and its out...but send the paramedics!!!"

I hung up on her. She called back. This conversation went like this for 10 minutes.

I'm telling you...when you are in a scary situation, you're accent comes out. There is no hiding it. I am mortified if anyone else ever hears this. I will NEVER make fun of a 911 call on the news again. Ever.

*Everyone is ok. The porch...well, it will be ok. Mama's foot will be fine in a few weeks. My sister is going to stay with them this week to help out.

Seriously Thursday

I haven't blogged in almost a week and I was not going to because I am feeling foul, but I remembered it is Thursday and this particular Thursday is the definition of "seriously thursday". So I rant. Again. Promise I will be positive again soon.

Seriously...baby killer drama. I don't even want to put this on my list, but I mean. Hello. Casey Anthony. The most disgusting part is that she will be rich in a week on some crazy book deal... or porn....that was mean, sorry.

Seriously...Kingsley has fleas. AGAIN. We bombed our house, cleaned everything, I vacuum daily. He has been flea free for 3 weeks. We thought it worked. WRONG.

Seriously...can someone give me or my hubs a 20k raise? Yes? Ok thanks.

Seriously...I am currently on SIX daycare waiting lists...going to visit another one this afternoon and calling a lady who keeps kids. All of the daycares look at me with sad puppy dog eyes that seem to say "you have no chance". The daycare I liked the least doesn't even have an opening until next July. What?!

Seriously...went to the eye doctor this morning and he tells me I have spots all over my eyes. "Has no one ever told you this?! This is not good for a 23 yr old. I hope you have just had them your whole life...why has no one told you this?! They are cataract spots. I'm sending you to a specialist." What.the.hell. Is today real???

Seriously...and it keeps getting more real...went home for lunch and my computer is a blank white screen. Nice. Call Dell. Sorry your warrant is up, you will have to pay to take this call any further. No thanks.

Needless to say, my mama wants me to come home to B'ham and take a mental health day tomorrow. I know I need it. Sometimes you need to put your big girl panties on a deal with it and sometimes you need to clutch tightly to Tigger (or your stuffed animal of choice) and cry to your Mama. Hopefully my boss is cool with it. Baby G doesn't need this stress. It is not healthy. I need to pull it together for reals.

The link was being real funny so I couldn't link up....but the real-seriously thursday-deal is Becky's blog.

Ranty Friday

Sometimes I get super annoyed with people.

Like the other day when I was at Motherhood Maternity. The sales associate was literally the worst worker I had ever seen. Preg lady (me) was carrying like 50 shirts and dresses and she never once asked if she could start a room for me. (Also I am the only one in the store) Then when I asked her a question about the hem on something she just kind of stares off and says "hmm..thats weird". That was her response. Are you kidding me? Give me an "I don't know" or something.

Then I started thinking...who works there? I mean I would love to work there now...discounts! Hello! But mostly, you work at clothing stores for discounts so there is always cute teens or 20-somethings. But who works at maternity stores when you are only pregnant for a certain amount of time...the discount becomes useless. There is my mind for you.

And I am always critical of sales people. I know this is because of growing up working in retail then being a manager at a Target (woohoo). Customer service is just really important and I don't understand how people get away with being rude and clueless.

I am also mad that I have no money and I just want to buy cute little boy clothes from Zulily. I'm thinking about unsubscribing. It just makes me sad.

End rant. Sorry.

So glad its FRIDAY.

I am obsessed with Becky's giveaway and I want it so bad. So do not enter it.

19 weeks

19 weeks

How far along? 19...will be 20 on Saturday! That is HALFWAY!! Are you kidding me?? I have too much to do!

Size of baby: Baby G is the size of a Mango. Last Monday he was measuring 8oz.

Total weight gain: Eeek I don't know! I stay AWAY from the scale. I would guess at 7 lbs. The doc says I am on track with my weight though.

Maternity Clothes: Dear Lord, give me some! I caved and bought ANOTHER pair of jeans last night because I wear mine every single day. They need a wash-break. And I got two dresses. One being the maxi dress I am wearing in the first pic. That is me today. And I think I will wear this all the time. So don't make fun at me when I am wearing this in every picture ever. Maternity clothes are expensive.

Gender: Sweet baby boy :)

Movement: I feel him from time to time at night when I am super still. I want to feel him more.

Sleep: becoming a bit more uncomfortable. Tossing, turning and going to the bathroom makes for not so good sleep.

What I Miss: Let me tell you want I don't miss...feeling fat. I mean I feel fat, but it's the baby. Or at least we will blame it all on him. Yes, I can stick my belly out all day long. I'm pregnant. What is your excuse?

Cravings: pizza pizza I am going to turn into a pepperoni. Italian in general. But I REALLY want some sushi...too bad. Maybe in 4 months (the way I like it cooked...or not cooked)

Symptoms: Keeping it consistent with the migraines. Got my pregnancy migraine medicine last night...$70 for 20 pills. Take two each time...uhh...I may just have to cry-I mean, breathe- through them.

What I am Looking forward to: registering next weekend with my mama and getting the nursery going. Hopefully moving the big bed out of that room this weekend.

Today

Tuesday up there and Wednesday below:

Pictures of yourself in the mirror are awful so I stare at my phone. When I look in the mirror, my eyes cock to one side. It never fails.

Did it again...

I couponed it up on my lunch break.

And as always, I only buy things I need so stop telling me I will get addicted and blah blah blah...I have a job; therefore, no time to grocery store coupon like a crazy.
Although if you know an easy way to do that, let me know because I think hubs would let me stay at home if I got groceries for free...maybe? :)

Anyways, so in today's adventures I saved $27.67...oh yea...that's what the bottom of my receipt says! I got 2 jumbo packs of diapers, toliet paper and palmolive. I spent a total of $7.45 for all of that and got 4 ECBs back (that's money to spend). woo hoo HOORAY! (We needed TP...big time. Last roll = panic! But I was holding out hoping for a deal. This tp was on sale and I spent some ECBs...no coupons sadly)

Let me know if you hate my couponing posts...not that I will stop because it is flippin' exciting when you get expensive diapers for nothing (what has my life come to?!)

Seriously Thursday

Linking up to Becky...she is a favorite. How could she not be? Have you seen her gorgeous baby girl? Ugh...perfection.

Seriously...we are having a BOY! Can I just scream it again?! WOO HOO. But honestly, I am just so glad to know either way. I am a planner. And now I get to plan.

Seriously...the room our little boy will be in is hunter green and has deer wallpaper border. It was my husbands old room (we bought my in-laws home) and while I love my mother in law DEARLY, she knows how I feel about her leaving this room behind for me. Let's just say there is a lot to be done. Hopefully I will remember to post a picture of this lovely room.

Seriously...I didn't get my Sunday paper this week. I was too distracted with Monday's events. No couponing awesomeness for me. I'll get back in the game next week. No worries.

Seriously...the boy is completely sideways. The doc told me this is the most uncomfortable position he could possibly be in for me. Wonderful. That explains a lot. I love you son, but seriously, let's turn. Preferably head down. Thanks boo.

Seriously...my favorite name spells the initials HOG. I am super sad about this and thinking I may have some more thinking to do. I don't want to scar the kid before he even has a chance to be cool in middle school.

Sorry if you are bored that these are all (minus one) about the pregnancy/baby. It is kind of my life right now.

And how is it Thursday already?

Monday afternoon, Brad and I found out what our little bug is...We had a Gender Reveal party that night at my in laws so we couldn't tell anyone!

Tonka trucks and TuTus was the theme....so sweet.

And of course an owl touch...if anyone knows me, they know there will be owls.
This was the voting table where people also wrote their name suggestions...it got interesting.

Boy 15 - Girl 10

My good friend, Lisa, made a whole table called "Kaitlin's Cravings". It was so cute. She did such a great job!! One day I will be crafty too. There was also bbq, bakes beans, and potato salad served in true Southern fashion.

straws for the punch...

The yummy cupcakes filled with pink or blue!

Our parents did the honor of taking the first bite! Oh yea, and everyone wore their vote- pink or blue. (my mama on the left, dad behind, B's mom in front)

B's dad below...convinced that it is a boy.

And...he was right!!!!

Happy future parents!!

End note: Brad thought from the beginning it was a girl. I couldn't really decide either way. On Sunday I woke up knowing it was a boy. I just knew it. I told everyone. I freaked out (what am I going to do with a boy?!?) I'm such a girl's girl. I love women. Not in a weird way, but I love the tradition of women -(read The RedTent). I've always had tons of guy friends, but I love to surround myself with strong women and great conversation.

All of that to say, I was scared to have a boy and I knew I was having one. But let me tell you something, when Rachel, the ultrasound tech, said "Mama's right! It's a boy" I cried tears of JOY! And all of my worry rushed away. I could not be happier. What is better than a big brother? I always wanted one!
They say boys love their mamas too... ;)