Teddy Graham Memories

Bunny has been stock full of surprises lately! This weekend I discovered his love of Teddy Grahams! Usually when you give Bunny a new food, it has to pass a thorough examination process. He first sniffs and inspects the food, then he leaves, comes back later, inspects the new food some more, leaves again, then comes back and eats it when I'm not looking. But not this time. The moment that Teddy Graham hit the floor, all it took was one sniff and that cute little cookie was history! Of course, Teddy Grahams will not be a regular treat for Bunny, but it's good to know there's a snack we can share every once in a while.

For the past couple weeks I had been checking the Fresno Craigslist for a used crib and dresser. I figure that no one I'm inviting to my baby shower can afford to buy me a new crib and dresser and I can't afford the new furniture myself. My secret motive for getting the furniture was so that Art would be forced to go through his boxes of crap and make room for the baby. Otherwise I fear he would procrastinate beyond the reach of my patience. I ended up buying a pine crib and dresser from a lady in Clovis for $200. I was thrilled because that same crib and dresser are still for sale online from Target for $350 for the crib and another $350 for the dresser. I saved $500! But if you know me, you know that I am not a fan of light colored wood- everything in my house is dark cherry finish, but since I got such a good deal on the furniture I figured it would be worth refinishing. I decided to paint it all black. Yes, black.

I fell in love with black cribs the moment I fell in love with this adorable lady bug bedding. I am not of the belief that babies should be limited to pastels, and I was drawn to the brighter colors in this bedding. But my vision wouldn't be complete without these indescribably cute lady bug knobs to go on the dresser. I was very nervous about spending even $200 for the furniture and knew it would cost about $50 to refinish it, then the very next day I received an unexpected generous donation if $250 to the Baby Martinez Fund from an individual who wishes to remain anonymous. The fact that I received exactly how much money I was worried about spending is a witness to me that God is still lookin' out for me. There's no such thing as luck, just LOVE.

By the way of a baby update, Art was able to feel the baby kick last week. She was in the midst of a karate routine so I told him to put his hand on my belly and sure enough he got to feel a couple karate chops or roundhouse kicks! It figures that she would be so skilled in martial arts. She got it from her big brother, The Bunny.

Bunny vs. The Phone Book

Since Bunny has reached the ripe old age of 1 and a half he has grown out of his baseboard munching habit with the exception of occasional minor relapses, but for some reason he hasn't been able to kick the carpet destroying habit. Try as we may to block where he chews, he will find a new location and begin digging at the carpet and pulling the fibers out one at a time with his razor sharp teeth. Bunny has taken special interest in the carpet underneath our end table, especially within the last week, and I was tired of lining my living room floor with Pyrex dishes and Corningware so I grabbed The Phone Book at laid it under the end table, open in half. I thought he would likely shift his attention elsewhere, having been defeated by the intimidatingly large and heavy Fresno Yellow Pages, but Bunny wasn't going to give in without a fight.

Moments later, Bunny started sizing up his opponent by nibbling the corners and flipping the pages then he hopped right on top of the open book and started to dig at lightning speed. Once he got some pages brought up he grabbed them with his teeth and rose upward with his whole body to rip them. DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG RIP! DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG DIG RIP! This process continued until all his bunny strength was gone and then he stretched out contently next to his mountain of shreddings. As if The Phone Book hasn't been tortured enough, Bunny has spent every waking hour since digging and ripping the pages.

I think it's pretty fair to say that Bunny won this fight by a landslide. Although The Phone Book was immovable and brawny, Bunny has the advantage of speed, agility, smarts, razor sharp teeth, and striking good looks.

20 weeks down... 20 weeks to go!

Here are some pictures from the party this weekend. Sorry to those of you who couldn't make it! You missed out! I couldn't just TELL everyone what I'm having- that would be too easy- so I made a puzzle for everyone to put together that said boy or girl on the back. They had to put it together and flip it over for the answer.

It's a girl! We were shocked because nearly everyone thought it was going to be a boy. I guess it's true that all the first born on Art's side are girls! My mom (Grandma) was so excited. She picked out the cake and got me presents for the baby. Afterward Mom, Brent, Vivian, and I went to see Indiana Jones and Art went to work. It was a late showing for me, but the movie was good enough that I didn't fall asleep.

Now on to the fun stuff like naming, registering, and making room for all the baby stuff! Wish us luck.

Lost and Found

I lost my debit card this weekend and it's driving me nuts because I remember the last place I had it, no one has stolen it and charged up my account, so I know I have it somewhere. I only own one car, two purses, and live in a one bedroom apartment so there aren't too many places it could hide. It's a wonder how I manage to lose anything at all!

A couple months ago I lost my cell phone case. Not my cell phone, just the case. I looked everywhere for it and never did find it. I gave in and bought a new case, fully expecting the old one to turn up the moment I did, but it never did turn up. So after nearly a week of looking for my debit card, I gave in and reported it lost. Wherever they ran off to, I hope my cell phone case and debit card are happy together.

As for the "found" portion of my blog, I found out on Monday if I am having a boy or a girl! However, I am not revealing the answer until during and after my half way party tomorrow. It's amazing how much more real this little one has become just knowing if IT is a HE or a SHE. Art got to watch the baby swimming around on the ultrasound for the first time since our very first ultrasound at 6 weeks. All it was back then was a tiny bean with a blinking heart and this time it looked like an actual baby with appendages. Art was absolutely amazed. He said, "It actually moves in there!?" Even though I had explained to him many times that the baby moves and floats, it wasn't until that moment that it became real to him.

Our naming conversations have been able to progress with surprisingly few arguments, which has been nice. I think since Art has witnessed the baby "doing a jig", waving, and kicking around, he has a better understanding of exactly what preoccupies my thoughts and changes everything about me, and that understanding is changing him.

People say, "Nothing will ever be the same after you have a baby."

I say, "Bring it on."

Come Celebrate!

Come celebrate this once in a lifetime event!

Please pay for your own family when you arrive.

Finance and Thrift

People often ask me if I have been having any cravings and, for the most part, I really haven't craved much of anything. In the first couple months of my pregnancy Mexican food tasted especially good, but I wasn't craving it. Then I went through a week or so where things with syrup on them tasted good (i.e. pancakes, waffles, peanut butter and syrup sandwiches), but nothing out of the ordinary and definitely not any undeniable urges to eat any particular food. Then I realized that I have been craving something all along... I just failed to notice it because it's not edible. I have been CRAVING SIX FLAGS! I want to go there SO BAD even knowing that I wouldn't be able to ride the roller coasters. Too bad my season pass expired cuz I would SO be walking my pregnant ass around that park!

Speaking of walking, I broke down and bought myself some new shoes this weekend. My friend Lisa commanded me to buy new shoes because I confessed to her how old and torn up all my shoes are and Payless just happened to be having their buy one get one half off sale. I have a very hard time spending money on myself so I took my mom and sister with me to talk me through it. I bought 4 pairs and had anxiety attacks at the cash register as usual but convinced myself that a) I bought them at PAYLESS for heaven's sake b) I got a dang good deal and c) I will probably wear the crap out of these shoes and get more than my money's worth out of them. Overall, I think it was a pretty good purchase. Then when we were shopping for Brent's birthday present I came across some nice black board shorts for Art at Anchor Blue that were originally $34.95 and were marked down to $9.99! That's cheaper than you can get them at Walmart! I was so proud of myself for finding such good deals. I'm so thrifty.

Speaking of thrifty, I have become a promotion code fiend! If you haven't used them before, you need to start now! For those of you who have no idea what a promotion code is, it is a discount code you can find online that you use for online purchases. Just type in a Google search "Promotion code for (name of the store)" and look through the results for a code or check out Coupon Cabin. You just copy the code and paste it in the proper box when you are checking out. You can get codes for free shipping and all kinds of crazy discounts! I have saved so much money already and only wish I knew about it sooner.

The Truth Hurts

Yesterday Art and I were sharing a barefooted embrace in the kitchen when a surprised look came across his face and he told me I look really tall. I am 5'7 and 1/2" and he has believed himself to be 5'8". He ran and got the tape measure and had me hold it against the wall. He stood as tall as he could and reached 5'7" on the dot. In disbelief, he had me measure 2 more times to no avail. He then measured me and was crushed to discover that I am a half inch taller than him. I thought it was hilarious and felt bad that I couldn't stop laughing. Art swears up and down that he shrank an inch since high school and that by the time he is 30 he will be 5'6" and that I won't want to be married to him because he will be too short. Poor guy. He has never been able to face the reality that he is not a tall man and was sad when I told him, "Baby, you just gotta understand that you are a short Mexican and I am a tall white girl. That's just the truth of it." He replied, "Well, the truth hurts, you know?" Unfortunately for him, that didn't detract from the humor I derived from the situation. I sure love my husband... even if he is vertically challenged.

Last but not least, I was tagged by Ashley Burton to describe myself with words starting with the letters from my middle name and then tag 3 friends. I think I am supposed to elaborate on each quality, but I don't think much explanation is needed in my case.

R- Responsible

A- Accomplished

C- Classy

H- Headstrong

E- Expressive

L- Logical

L- Lanky

E- Exercise Deficient

I tag Allyson, Shalee, and Kari (because I know how much you love things like this).