Archive - November, 2011

Riding Shotgun to Crazy-Town.

As I mentioned yesterday, pregnancy is turning me into a crazy person. The hormones are wacko, and so am I.

Most of the time, I am pretty much myself. But when I get tired, I cry very easily. And also, just like the first trimester, I am tired all the time in the third trimester. What a fun combination.

A few weeks ago, Tom and I went on a double date with some friends, Jared and Eryn. At dinner, we were telling them crazy hormone stories.

Jared asked me what was the dumbest thing I had cried over during pregnancy. I had to pause and think about it because there have been a few. But I now officially have my answer.

A few days ago, Tom and I were decorating our house for Christmas. We were having fun, listening to Christmas music, and getting excited about our favorite holiday of the year. Somewhere in the middle of putting ribbon on the garland-wrapped stair-rail, I was just overcome with the need to cry.

For no reason whatsoever.

I simply wanted to cry. More than that, I couldn’t stop myself. Tom came up to where I was and saw my face. “What’s wrong??”

Me: “Nothing. Really. I just feel like crying.”

Tom is now getting a weird smile on his face- the kind you get when you try not to laugh at something ridiculous but that doesn’t seem ridiculous to the other person. “That’s okay. You can cry. Go ahead.”

Now I’m smiling…and tears are slipping down my face. “I don’t know why, I just want to!….And I just need you to hold me!”

This is a fact- when I cry, wherever he is, Tom needs to stop what he’s doing and come be my shoulder to cry on. That’s not a pregnancy thing; it’s a Meghan thing.

And then the tears really started to fall. I mean, for no reason AT ALL, I was sobbing.

Tom sat on the step next to me and let me cry. And then, in the middle of crying, I just started laughing.

I mean, it was absurd. Why was I crying? It felt so good to cry, but it was so ridiculous.

So here we are, sitting on the stairs, Christmas music playing, lights twinkling from our tree and garland, ribbon in my lap, and me bawling into Tom’s shoulder and laughing at the same time.

Wow. I always had heard that pregnant women can be a little crazy, but this was seriously the weirdest display of that so far for me.

Don’t worry. I felt fine afterward, and I have been generally upbeat the whole pregnancy. I guess that’s just what happens, sometimes, when two humans try to live in the same body. Especially two females.

I look forward to regaining my clothes, my body, and my sanity once this baby girl arrives.

Tom just wants to quit riding shotgun in a vehicle headed straight to crazy-town.

~Meghan

Blog? I have a blog??

What is this blog you speak of?

OH, right. The one I was supposed to update regularly and haven’t visited in 2 weeks. THAT blog.

Well, I’m back. It’s been crazy busy, but that just means I have a lot to blog about! I can’t wait to share it all with you.

Part of the delay has been that I’m waiting on photos to come in so that I can actually show you what I will be talking about. And part of the delay is that I’ve been too busy to even get on my computer some days.

Here’s what’s been going on:

*Baby Shower in Covington.

*The pups, post-training.

*Work in the nursery.

*The chandelier that Satan made.

*Christmas decorations/the tree.

*I am huge now. As in, I weigh more than my husband. Just call me Bessy.

*Also, pregnancy has turned me into a crazy person, and Tom likes to tell me I have stretch marks on my back just because I can’t see it. My back might be the one place I don’t, the liar. Fun stories coming your way.

*My Gwinnett Church Transit girls and Operation Christmas Child.

*Links to my other blog with posts on some photoshoots….but I haven’t blogged them yet.

And more! Get ready for some blogging consistency in the future! It’s gonna happen!
~Meghan

This Is Called Procrastinating.

Today, I am wearing my “housecleaner” hat. I am finishing the laundry as I type this. But I have WAY more than that to do.

My to do list:

*Vacuum

*Sweep

*Mop

*Dust

*Dishes (put away and put in dishwasher)

*Clean Kitchen

*Sort through stuff in guest room before our friend arrives tonight and realizes there’s no way to get to the bed right now.

*Clean guest bathroom and downstairs bathroom.

Guess what I’ve done so far? Laundry. And I straightened a little in the living room. But I am getting a blog post out! =)

I have a lot to accomplish in the next few hours.

Goodbye forever.

~Meghan

Nursery

Some of my girlfriends have begun to point out that I have been suspiciously quiet about the nursery progress on the blog.

The reason for that is that I was planning to wait until her room was finished to post before and afters. But the reality is, it’s taking a while.

I’m the kind of person who simultaneously wants the room to be DONE- completed and perfect, and who wants to take her time to agonize over every decision.

Usually the agonizing wins out. And because I take the time to be SURE of every item that ends up in a finished room, I usually am very happy with each decision. This also means that we don’t have a single room in our house that is completely done. Hmm.

Back to Josey’s nursery.

I’ve decided to share it with you in bits and pieces. At the end, I’ll show you the “before” again, and I’ll show you the completed “after.”

The room we chose for her nursery is the second biggest room upstairs. We figured that eventually, when JoJo has a sister, we’ll put bunk beds in there and let them share the space. Or if we have two boys first, we’ll have her trade rooms with them.

This room was also completely covered in stuff. Stuff everywhere. I mean, you couldn’t even see the floor. It KILLS me that I didn’t take a picture of it before I started throwing stuff away.

But that’s what happened. I threw away LOADS of stuff that had been sitting there ever since we moved in. I divided the other stuff into piles of things to keep  and use right away (smallest pile), things to keep and put in storage (aka: the attic), and things to sell/give away.

Anyone want to come pick up that big, blue lazy boy? The dogs have loved having it, but we’re ready to get it outta here.

Then I decided to come up with an “inspiration board.” I wanted the room to be gray and white, because I love those colors for boy or girl. I knew if I had a girl, I would do accents of pink, coral, yellow, and orange. I also wanted it to be super girly- think crystal chandelier instead of a fan.

I had a boy inspiration board too. It was made by July, and the girl one by the end of August. I didn’t know what I was having yet, but dang it, I was going to be prepared.

By September, we knew we were having a girl. We moved all the stuff that was still in Josey’s room out…and into the hall and the guest bedroom. Our  (er…uh…Tom’s) workout room became a collection center for gifts from baby showers.

Needless to say, I have my work cut out for me. I need to have a yard sale, and I have a ton of things we’re keeping to sort through. As for the gifts, they have nowhere to go until her room is done being painted.

I went to the store and picked up samples of various grays and a couple of whites. (Next four images taken with my phone. Enjoy the grainy blurriness.)

After looking at it with some paint swatches I brought in the accent colors of the room, Tom and I decided our favorite was the gray that was second from the left, and we went with the white on top. The bottom one was way too bright.

But the paint can’t be done until the bones are up.

See, I didn’t just want to paint her room. I wanted to transform it. So Tom and I bought crown molding, beadboard, and chair rail to go up in her room.

It was interesting getting it all home (as well as about 6 gallons of paint) in our two small cars, but we did it. And we leaned it up against the wall until reinforcements arrived.

Enter the McFarlins. Tom’s mom (Patti), dad (Tommy), brother (Ben), and sister-in-law (Lana) all came over to make it happen.

We painted the top half of the walls first. Well, actually, the baseboards got ripped out first, to make room for beadboard. Then we started painting.

While we worked on that, Ben was in the backyard working on the wood for the room.

Sam and Liam supervised.

That was in September. Some beadboard went up, some chair rail, etc. We would need some more days to get it all up and finished.

But while all that was going on, Tom and I were also living in the mold removal chaos. It was mostly taken care of, and we needed to get the baseboards repainted.

We hired a painter we had used before with good results, and while his workers were there, we went ahead and hired them to paint stripes on the ceiling of the nursery for us. That was something I had known from the beginning I would want. (Back to phone shots.)

Just looking at the tape, I knew we had made the right decision to hire pros for the ceiling. That would have been a headache to line up perfectly.

A few weeks later, Ben and Tommy came back up while Patti, Lana and I were at the baby shower in Decatur. They and Tom worked on the room some more, and most of the wood has gone up now.

And while at the shower, I received something for Josey’s room that the hostesses had paid for/Jenn had made for me. It was something I had wanted for her room, and I have the perfect spot for it already!

I fully intend to raise daughters who understand that you can have a fabulous life/wardrobe/attitude/etc. while still being a classy lady. Love that quote.

Since then, I bought a chandelier, and Tom and I have installed it. That deserves its own post, so I’m not including it today.

Saturday, Tommy, Patti, Ben, and Lana are trekking out one more time to finish the nursery. I am BEYOND excited about having the walls finished, because then I can start moving all of her sweet gifts into her bedroom and putting them away! Tom is quite ready to get his workout room back too.

So that’s where we are in the nursery right now. Fabric, chandelier, etc….more posts to come!
~Meghan

(Intentional) Awkward Family Photo

Yesterday, in between bouts of editing, I had a photoshoot with a family from our church. They wanted to get some family portraits, like they do every year or two, and I was so honored to have been asked.

But my favorite photo of the day is one I promised not to share online. I did not, however, promise not to tell anyone about it!

I should start by saying I love this family. They are so down to earth and fun. The mom’s sense of humor ALWAYS has me laughing.

Anyway, she wanted a picture in a certain room in her parents’ house, but it wasn’t very conducive to photography. We decided to turn a deep, squashy chair by the window around to get light on the face of whomever was in it.

But the seat was just too deep and narrow for a good shot of a family of four. I mentioned to the mom that we might end up with an “awkward family photo” if we ended up using it. To my surprise, she said, “I wanted to get you to take one of those of us- on purpose- for a friend of mine who loves that site!”

After the husband sat in the chair, this mom and I got the giggles. He’s a tall guy, and even he looked dwarfed in this chair. On top of that, he had crossed his legs, which gave me an idea.

I had the kids sit on either armrest and cross their legs. Then mom crawled onto the back of the chair and did the same…somewhat like a “mudflap” girl.

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To make things even funnier, behind them in the photo are Civil War weapons hanging over the fireplace. The mom’s dad is a collector. I wish I could share this photo with you.

I took a few pictures, then we moved on to more normal portraits. But I will forever love this family for having enough of a sense of humor to want this kind of photo of them taken. Granted, the dad looked a little skeptical, but he kept his mouth shut and let me and the mom have our fun.

Her friend is going to love her Christmas present this year.

~Meghan

Editing Machine

Lately I’ve been editing photos SOOOO much.

I am determined to get these out on time.

Back to it.

~M

28 Week Check-Up

Yesterday was my 28 week check up, which also meant it was time for the dreaded glucose test. I had heard that the glucose drink was GROSS. You could say I wasn’t looking forward to it.

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I was told to drink half a bottle (pictured above), cold and over ice (this was just a suggestion to make it more palatable), an hour before they would stick my finger to test my blood.

Honestly, it wasn’t as bad as I expected. The orange flavored drink just tasted like syrupy-sweet Fanta that was a bit flat. By the last sip or two, it was so much sugar that it was kind of hard to swallow. But still, I’ve had MUCH worse things to swallow for the sake of medicine.

The finger prick revealed that I do not have gestational diabetes (yay!) and that my iron is a bit low (boo). Honestly, the iron thing doesn’t surprise me. I hover right above anemic pretty much every time my blood is tested. Time for more leafy greens and meat. Or as the nurse put it, “if it moves, eat it.”

We also got a sonogram to check on Josey’s kidneys. She definitely looked a lot more crammed than last time! It was a bit bizarre feeling her move and seeing her move at the same time. I feel her move throughout each day, but seeing it while feeling it was new.

During this ultrasound, she kept lifting her arms up over her face. We did get to see that sweet face though, a little bit. Is it crazy to say that from a sonogram, I thought she looked girly and pretty already?

Maybe I’m just seeing that because I know she’s a girl and because I love her so much. But for a second, we got to see her face (as best we could from an ultrasound), and it was so sweet!

Unfortunately, none of the pictures looked nearly as good as what we saw live. It also looks in the pictures like there are bubbles in there with her.

In this next one, she looks like she’s laughing. I know her mouth was open some, but I can’t really tell what all I’m looking at.

Tom said it looked like teeth, but since those are still forming in her tiny gums, and this is going all down her face, I’m not sure what it is we saw. The ultrasound tech said her mouth is only open a little bit in that shot. Her nose looks totally different to me in this picture too.

Want to see her foot (and part of her chunky little calf)? Her calf makes her foot look extra long, but it’s really both that you see.

I love seeing every inch of her. Today her ribs were really prominent, and so was her spine. You can just see her getting bigger. They estimate that she’s about 2lbs, 13oz and in the 58th percentile right now. Growing girl!

And the real reason for the sonogram. Her kidneys.

Turns out that her right kidney was nice and emptied out, but her left one had a tiny bit of fluid retained still. Less than a centimeter of fluid measured, so they’re not too worried, but the doctor did decide I should come in for another look at 34 weeks.

I really don’t want to have to switch to a perinatologist at this point, and of course, I want Josey to be okay, so I’m hoping it turns out to be nothing.

I also asked the doctor about some weirdness going on with my rib area. On my right side, I have had stabbing pain at times in one area of my ribs, and I was starting to wonder if it was broken. I also have been dealing with some VERY irritated skin right above that spot. It is itchy all the time in that one place.

When the doctor checked it out, she could feel Josey pushing on that area. Turns out that she’s bruising my ribs (best guess, since they can’t do an x-ray to check for more damage) by hanging out up there and pressing on them all the time. It’s also adding to the natural irritation that some pregnancy hormones can cause in skin.

She said it wouldn’t hurt to push her away from that area when it’s bothering me. So guess what I was doing a lot of last night?

The first time it started to really hurt, I found her head (yes, she’s breech right now) and pushed her away from my rib cage. She lovingly responded by kicking my internal organs. We continued this little power struggle throughout my waking hours last night.

Regardless of the pain and the itching, I just love to feel her move. It’s reassuring to know she’s okay, and, save for the roundhouse kicks to the bladder, I love when she dances around inside.

So that’s what’s new with JoJo.

I can’t believe that at my next appointment, I’ll be 32 weeks. And then I’ll be in again at 34 weeks for another ultrasound. Wow.

She’s going to be here so soon!

~Meghan

One Of Those Moments.

I’m having one of those moments where I can’t believe I get to be a mom.

Sometimes I just think about it and am overwhelmed at the idea that I am having a baby- a real baby. With the love of my life.

I wonder what she’ll look like, how she’ll act, what her cry will sound like. What will her first words be? What color are her eyes? Her hair?

Will she be a chunky baby like Tom and I were? Or a petite baby like her Aunt Kristen and cousin Ella?

And I just dream about holding her in my arms. Feeling her skin. Breathing in her baby smell and kissing that little head.

This is really happening.

I get to be a mom.

I can’t believe it. And yet, I know it’s not that far away.

The closer it gets, the more moments like this I have. On any given night, I just look over at Tom and say, “We get to have a baby!”

Sometimes it seems so surreal. And other times, it’s so real, I wish I could just skip ahead to January and meet her.

A baby. My baby. And Tom’s baby.

Wow.

~Meghan

It’s Distracting.

Tom and I live in Suwanee, Georgia. To us, it’s the perfect combination of convenience (10 minutes from the mall of GA, 30 minutes from Atlanta) and small town feel (cute little town center).

But what continues to make me and Tom laugh is that our friends from bigger, more urban upbringings tell us that we live “in the sticks.” HA. We grew up in the sticks.

You don’t know what it means to be in the sticks until you’ve got memories of chasing cows out of your neighbors’ flower beds, worrying more about deer in the road than crazy drivers, and driving 45 minutes to the closest mall.

In an area where kids hung out in the Kroger parking lot on Friday nights (not me), 10 acres doesn’t seem like a “big” lot of land, and you’re more likely to see people ride their horses than their bikes on the side of the road…that’s the sticks. And that’s where I grew up. I could go on.

I love Covington, the little place I come from. It is mostly rural. My college roommates would tease me because I would refer to going into the part of Covington with shops as “going into town.” They would joke about hitching up the horse and buggy. But Covington is the real deal small town. And I love that about it.

Most of the time.

Lately, I keep finding that Covington is distracting me.

You see, despite it being a little dot on the map, somehow it got discovered. Back in the 70′s, Hollywood found out about Covington and decided it was the perfect location for shooting small town scenes for shows and movies. My parents’ house is actually about 2 miles from The Boar’s Nest from the Duke’s of Hazzard. (Ps- it’s a church now.)

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Remember the Titans, In The Heat of The Night, and several other movies and shows were filmed in Covington as well. Which never really mattered because generally you only recognize your hometown in one or two scenes from the show or movie as you watch it.

Until now. Recently, Tom and I started watching The Vampire Diaries on Netflix streaming. I thought it would be silly, but I actually really like it. Even Tom has been drawn in.

But then, we noticed, we kept being distracted by familiar sites. After the second episode, we started to say, “This HAD to be filmed in Covington. There’s the courthouse. There’s Pace Street. I think that field is on the way out to my parent’s house.”

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The little square in Covington gets featured so much, I finally realized it represents the entire “downtown” of Mystic Falls, the city in the show.

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One of the main characters would pull up and stop his truck right next to the sign for Pace Street, a street that branches off the square. Instead of paying attention to the scene, Tom and I were saying- look- there’s that Cajun restaurant that we ate at with Henry and Dana!

Two of the characters make a road trip  to Georgia in one episode. He says they are going to “a little place outside of Atlanta.” Our eyes met. “Well, they got that right,” I quipped to Tom. They head to “Bree’s Bar.”

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It’s actually a restaurant that sits right off some railroad tracks near the square. Tom’s dad’s business is about a mile from there. Even the green canopy is part of the restaurant; they just threw the “Bree’s Bar” sign over it.

While it is kind of neat to see my hometown on such a popular show, it’s also a bit distracting. When you grow up “in the sticks,” you recognize every little part of your town. It takes you out of the show.

On the other hand, it gives me the opportunity to save you some money. I saw on wikipedia that someone in Covington is offering “tours of Mystic Falls.”

Save yourself the money. Go to any random person from Covington and ask them how to get to the square. Once there, park your car and walk around for two minutes. You’ll have pretty much seen every major scene shot in Covington. Ta-da!

Two minutes to walk our biggest downtown attraction. I told you it was a small town.

~Meghan

Tyler’s Soccer Game

Saturday, Tom and I made it to the first soccer game for Tyler that we’ve been able to get to this season. Unfortunately, it was also his last game of the season.

He did a great job though! It was kind of hilarious to listen to Lisa versus the other moms. You could tell she played sports growing up and in college and was serious about her kid being aggressive.

He was on defense, but when the ball came his way, he didn’t slack off!

After the game we grabbed a photo of the my brother’s family with the soccer star.

And one of us with him too! Good gracious, my 8-year-old nephew is almost as tall as me.

It was so fun to see him play. I was a proud aunt! Hopefully we can make it to more than one game next season. =)

~Meghan