Family Living: Abbott Style

I survived my hair cut!  A big thanks to my friend Amanda who suggested her stylist to me.  I loved her and she did a very nice job.  Next time I'm probably going to go even shorter in the back and a little more choppy through the bangs.  But she did exactly what I asked.   Here is a picture of the back.  It's looking a little crazy, I probably ran my hands through it before snapping the picture.  I like it, but like I said, next time probably going to go even shorter and "stackier" in the back. And here is my baby bump picture.  I'm not sure what I am "suppose" to look like at 29 weeks (28 weeks and 5 days, I rounded up).  But apparently my bump is small in comparison to most at this point because every time people find out that I am due in May, they ask me if I am sure there is a baby in there.   Yeah... let's give the paranoid something more to worry about .  I am thinking it is because I am so tall, she's got a...

Good Morning and hello Monday! Thank you sub-finder for calling me at 5 a.m. and reminding me that the week has officially begun.   Am I working today, NOPE!  Today is my hair cut day.  After months of hard work and growing out my hair, I am going to cut it off.  It's just hair. Today is a very special Monday as it is the last day of one of my least favorite months.  Good things happen in March.  5 years ago,  my now husband and I reconnected after I randomly decided to give him a call and see what was going on with an old friend.  Not sure what series of events led us back to each other, but I am grateful they happened.   When I think about March, it makes me smile. March also brings a good season of basketball.  I always think about my mentor, coach, and friend  during this time.   JB Stinnett was a local hero , and I was lucky enough to call him my coach since the day I found my ...

Being sick is exhausting.   I'm ready for bed, but my sheets are still in the dryer.  Are the dry...yes.  But that is two flights of stairs away.  Then I have to walk up three flights AND put them on my bed all before I can lay my pretty little head down for the night.  That's how I know I'm exhausted, when I start considering how many flights of stairs I’ll be walking before I actually do a task. This could only mean one thing.  Hello third trimester.  I haven't been as diligent as I had been in the past about reading my pregnancy books, so I didn't even realized I was in my third trimester until today.  Wednesday, we officially reached 28 weeks.   Rewind to Wednesday. I subbed for a 6th grade class.  I loved it.  It was a blast.  I loved the school, the staff, the kids, the schedule, EVERYTHING.  It was the shoe that fit my foot.  It made me excited about teaching again!  The only downe...

I've been up since well before 8.  Not because my husbands up or because I am working today, but because I feel awful.  First off,, remember how I mentioned I was feeling a little sick yesterday...well now I feel worse.  I feel like I swallowed razer blades and every time I take a deep breath they stab my lungs--and if I cough....OUCH!  My bet is, the more I get up and around, go for a walk, and get some fluids, this whole "sickness" or whatever will be a lot more bearable.  It's probably not even a sickness, change of weather perhaps.  When mother nature decides to be bipolar it tends to send my respiratory system way out of whack. On top of not feeling well, I was tossing and turning last night.  Between my bladder being used as a punching bag and just general insomnia...no sleepy time for me.  I know, I know...if I think it's bad now--wait until she gets here.  But can't I catch some extra sleep now in ...

Ugh...I think I'm gettnig sick...boo.  I hardly ever get sick.  I'm like one of the healthiest people alive.  It could be the weather change.  Not sure.  All I know is I don't like it. So today I made an appointment to get my hair cut next week.  It's offical, I am going back to short(ish) hair (but trying a different style).  I had planned to grow my hair out.  I had this vision of me as one of "those" mom.  Long gorgious hair done just so, perfect make-up, pre baby body.......WELL....as my hair grows longer and longer it seems to be finding itself up in a ponytail more times than not.  I'm excited and nervous.  Hopefully I like it,  I can see haircuts as being a bad idea while hormonal.  Here is a pic of kinda what I'm going for (only dark brown of course): I also really love this but it has a few too many layers for me....but I really like the bangs.... We will see how it turns out.  It is only hair so if i...

70 degrees and beautiful outside.... Nothing was going to keep me locked up in house.  So I decided to go out and work in my flower garden to get it prepared for the spring before I can't bend over what-so-ever.  I'll be the first to admit, I know NOTHING about flowers and I pretty much just wing it.  But I decided it was a good time to pull out all of the dead flowers.  When I pulled back the dead, I was pleasantly surprised to find some green sprouts from my lilies.  I tried to cover them as well as possible with some mulch to keep the new sprouts protected until spring.  I hope they survive until their time. Then I started working in the garage.  Our garage is a mess.  It's embarrassing really.  I was making use of our shelves when suddenly the shelf collapsed and paint cans and gas cans went everywhere.  Of course one of the paint cans split open and gas went everywhere.  My first thought was to start cle...

Inspired from the news this morning, three words about my week: Exhausted, blessed, phenomenal Good morning world and happy Thursday. Updating my blog via cell phone...so please pardon any huge typos as texting a blog is not the easiest. I think I got a total of two hours of sleep last night. Between my strange dreams and baby bump...I was tossing and turning. When I first started having the hormones induced dreams, I thought they were pretty cool and mildly entertaining. Now they are simply wierd and unwelcomed. They feel so real yet so random and irrelevant. Moving along, today is my final day of baby sitting ( unless you want to count subbing a freshman English class tomorrow..) as usual it was a good time with lots of laughs. It has been a fun filled week, but also a week of constant reminders that my baby is not a baby for very long. I know this seems like a given- but the reality of this whole baby thing is starting to set it. Like for example, when I go to the...

Here is a quick overview of what I cover in today's long rambling post: *Running into an ex-boyfriend  *Finding a correlation between visiting the dentist and my OBGYN *My new BFF's are in their 60's *Celebrating Valentine's Day with hubby *Empathy for hard working mommies *Michelle Obama and her take on breastfeeding   --Ya I might have a hint of ADHD today.   Here we go...... I think we have all experience this moment: Hairs a mess, no make-up, half asleep…and BAM you run into the last person you would want to see like that.   Perfect.  Well this morning I am walking into the gym, looking a hot mess, and get greeted with a familiar voice that says, “ Hey Fatty ”.  Who is it but my ex-boyfriend from freshman year of high school?  Yippie .  Luckily, I have an excuse for looking like a fatty so I choose not to get violent despite what my raging hormones told me to do.  I’m telling you this as a fair warning—the next person who comments...

Let's face it, we are all sick of this weather. I was enjoying another night in when a friend called and invited me out for bingo. Never have I played Bingo in such a setting and never have I driven Ian's big ol diesel truck without him. But I needed out so I decided to go for it. I did enjoy driving the big ol truck. I kinda felt like I could roll over any car or pull down a house with a tow chain. These are just a few of the features that Ian highlighted when he tried to convince me the truck wasn't so much a want as a need. I think Haley enjoyed it too because she kicked the whole ride there. Bingo was way cool. They played theme songs from tv shows and if you had it on your card you got to mark off your square....typical bingo fashion. We also played with 80's songs which who doesn't love music from the 80's and then finished up with band names. I enjoy playing while sipping on a diet coke. Now I am hopped up on caffine because I should be ...

I woke up this morning realizing a few things: *It is still February *It is still way too cold *It is cloudy *We are expecting more snow *I got little to no sleep last night --And I was unhappy about all of these thing.  So I decided to keep myself in bed until around 10.  Doesn't lead to a very productive day.  Ian very sweetly encouraged me to get out of bed-the look on his face, however, told me I was sending off a very scary vibe.  So he let me rest until I was ready to face the day.  Oh ya, I forgot to mention that I realized it was also Tuesday.  Not a very big fan of Tuesdays. I eventually got myself out of bed.  Ate some breakfast and decided I should do both of us a favor and head to the gym.  I didn't want to subject him to my hormonal crankiness all day.  I decided maybe some water yoga would do me some good.   I wasn't sure what to expect.  I had assumed that most of the people taking this class also qualify...

I stress...a lot.  It's what I do. I worry about ev-er-y-thing!  I "google" too often.  It's bad..... Pregnancy has only made this worse.  So many people describe how wonderful pregnancy is.  Me, I am constantly plagued with the idea that something is going to go wrong. From what I hear, when the baby gets here--the fear only gets worse....until you die. I suppose it's only natural to worry about your child's safety.   Looking back at my mom's "paranoia" I thought she had-I fully understand, it wasn't paranoia--it was a caring loving mom being a caring loving mom.  (I love you momma--P.S.  I saw the cutest sign online the other day that read: "Great parents get promoted to GRANDPARENTS"  I thought of you guys!) So anyways, I woke up in the middle of the night (not uncommon these days) and realized I wasn't terribly uncomfortable.  I sighed a little bit and enjoyed the warmth of my bed.  Then I realized it...I was...