Paging Nurse Breck

Wow. Please join me as I applaud my dear friend, Breck, who just found out that she passed her boards and is now a Registered Nurse. She's had a challenging few years with moving to Colorado and going through an accelerated nursing program. However, she took the leap of faith, triumphed and reached her goals.

She will be working in the neo-natal intensive care and honestly, I couldn't imagine a better person to do this type of work. Congratulations, Breck. We're so proud of you!

Be Mine

Happy Valentine's Day! Luckily, neither Robert nor I are really big fans of Valentine's Day. Our routine is to get something small and a card and make dinner together. Though this may seem non-romantic, it is quite the opposite. When we make dinner together, we are able to talk and focus on us, just us. It's very nice.

I am lucky to have him as my constant valentine. Having him for a husband had given me so much. He has helped me grow as a person, laugh easier, love more than I thought possible, find my home (the South) and given me the opportunity to be a mother. He is my best friend, my biggest fan and my greatest love. Today, I feel blessed to have such a special valentine in my life. To find someone who 'gets' me and completely understands who I am is a gift from God and I am thankful. I am thankful for our marriage and the solidarity of it. So on this day, I salute my husband, my true valentine and my best friend. Thank you for being the man you are and always making me feel so loved. Most of all, thank you for asking me to be your wife.

Take the time today to salute your valentine for the wonderful person they are. If you don't have a special valentine, salute yourself and keep up the hope that the perfect person is out there.

Movin' On Up

Well, we've scheduled our move. We will be moving next Friday to the new house. The movers are coming first thing in the morning, so hopefully we'll be done early in the afternoon. Quite frankly, Robert and I are ready to just get it over with. It's been a long month and a ton of work (more for Robert than me). I think we're ready to just have some time to lounge around and get back to normal.

Top 5 things I'm looking forward to with the new house:

5. To be able to have extra room in the house
4. Actually have closets
3. A dishwasher, a disposal, a garage and a fenced in back yard for the dog
2. A washer and dryer in the house (I am flipping the bird to the laundromat this weekend)
1. To be settled in a house that is ours, that we picked out together and to bring our baby home to. It's going to be great.

Weekend Update

I think we may be done with our painting of the house, thanks to Robert and his brother, Laddie. They spent the last two weekends getting it all done. I think we're hoping to pack our things this coming weekend and move the weekend of the 24th. We're more than ready to get in there.

The baby seems to be progressing nicely. I am getting bigger and finally told my job that I was expecting. They were excited. Now when I walk by people it appears that they are saying hi to the baby. Now they see me, look at my stomach (to see how fat I've gotten) and then they say hi. It's very funny. A big score with telling them is that I get the pimo parking spot right outside the door, the one that says "Reserved for Expecting Mothers". It's very nice. I still feel guilty for parking in it as if I've parked in the handicapped spot.

We're enjoying a heat wave today in SC. It's supposed to get up in the 70s today. I know those of you who are still wearing winter boots are swearing at me right now. It's very nice.

Movie Review: As many of you know, Robert and I see a lot of movies. Last night we went to see The Pursuit of Happiness with the Fresh Prince. I brought my tissues expecting to cry though the entire thing. What I got was the previews that I've seen on TV, too much Will Smith snuggling with his son and a husband who wished he had his $20 back. I don't recommend it.

Projectile....Laughter

Okay, so my beautiful best friend just sent me the sickest video about babies who projectile uh, yeah.. As I watched it in absolute disbelief and made a mental note, don't jiggle the baby after it's eaten. As I sit here and can't help but think, oh no... I found the following video to counter it. If you haven't already seen this at least a 100 times, please enjoy for a good dose of projectile...laughter. This video makes me okay with dealing with the first baby issue as long as I get this one.

What Superbowl?

My birthday weekend kicked off with a visit to the Doctor on Friday afternoon. I'm at 16 weeks and I heard the heartbeat and got the okay from the Doctor. Everything seems to progressing nicely. She told me to try to eat healthy snacks (yeah, right). We will go next month for our ultrasound where we could find out the sex of the baby. However, we will not be finding out. I know many of you have voiced your complaints, but we're still hoping to have it be a surprise. I am on target with my weight gain. So, we're good to go.

Robert and I took my birthday off from working on the house and spend time together. We went to a romantic dinner and then Robert made me a beautiful and delicious birthday cake with all 30 candles. I'm surprised the smoke alarms didn't go off. I had a great 30th birthday and thanks to all of you for your birthday wishes.

We continued our work on the house yesterday. With the help of Robert's brother, Laddie, they got the master bedroom ceiling painted and the nursery painted. I finally got the wallpaper in the foyer down and it's ready to be painted. We're progressing nicely and hope to be moved in the next few weeks. I hope to post pictures in a few weeks.

Birthday Month

Well, today kicks off my birthday month. It's always nice to see February come back around and greet me by surprise. Two days until the big 3-0. Today at work I spoke with a co-worker. I told him about a California adventure and he asked if I was out there with my husband. I smiled and said, "oh no, this was in my youth." He said, "Youth? How old are you?" I said with pride, "I'll be 30 on Saturday." He said, "NO.. you won't be 30". I laughed and told him to shut up. She said, "No seriously, Molls (why do people shorten my name to Molls?) I would have thought you were 27 at the most." I think he was serious. It's always nice to approach your 30th birthday and smile and think I still could get carded.

What I'm listening to on my iPod: Judy Garland, Bluebird. Shit, everyone needs a big finish now and again.