Thursday, January 29, 2009
I had gotten a gift certificate to Relache Spa which is inside the Gaylord Texan. I had always heard good things about it and was very excited to try it out for myself. I booked a "mellow mama" prenatal massage which they use specialty products designed just for pregnant skin.
I park in the special spa designated parking and in the back entrance and check in at the front desk. The girl there then takes me through the frosted glass doors and we stop at another counter back there with more people waiting to greet me. I fill out my paperwork, which was very short by the way- a lot of places have you fill out 3 pages just to get a massage, not the case here. She assigns me my locker number and asks for my shoe size so i can be fitted with slippers. I tell her and she asks if my feet have been swollen and if I'm sure that is the size I want. Some might be offended by that but I actually really appreciated it. She was right, my feet have been swollen and the size larger fit nicely. So, she walks me back to my locker and gives me my comfortable robe and slippers and tells me where everything is. I change to my robe and slippers and take a tour of the huge bathroom equipped with several large showers, restrooms, a hair station, a teeth/mouth station, steam room and sauna. Amazing. I grab some citris flavored water and settle in to one of the comfortable chairs and read a magazine until my therapist comes to get me.
We head back to the treatment room which was very nice and she has all the pillows i need waiting for me- you have to be extra propped up when pregnant which i don't prefer but it is more comfortable at this time. She tells me about all the products she will be using and lets me smell them so i won't be caught off guard. There is a massage oil, thick body lotion for my stomach, eye gel, and cuticle cream. The massage was amazing, that's all there is to it. I have had a few maternity massages and this was by far the best one. When it was over she asked me what kind of water I wanted, this time I tried the cucumber.
After that, i headed straight to the slumber room. This room was worth at least half the cost of the massage alone. A dark room playing peaceful music with really comfortable chairs and waffle weave blankets. i picked a chair next to the fountain, turned down the lights and began to slumber. it was amazing! If i could put one of these rooms in my house i would. i know you are probaly thinking "um, that's called a bedroom" but it was much different than a bedroom. in a slumber room, you can escape from reality and be wherever you want.
When i was done slumbering i reluctantly changed back into my clothes and headed home. I decided that i would have had a much more enjoyable pregnancy if I could have gone there every week. If you get the chance, I encourage you to go!
Monday, January 26, 2009
This is one of the wall words from Uppercase Living. They allow custom creations so I typed the verse and picked the font and color and here it it. It's the verse Jer. 29:11 if you can't see it .
My dad came and helped hang all the wall shelving. Here there are shelves between the closet doors which will get decorated in some way.
This is my favorite part. The stripes are painted on the wall and the bookshelves hung above it. The dresser is from ikea that is going to act as the changing table and I'm waiting on the rocker to come back from getting re-upholstered. It's coming together!
Monday, January 19, 2009
"Um, you don't want to come in here"
Those are the words I was greeted with after a very long day on Saturday.
The thing is, I had been in that same situation before. I knew exactly what to expect even before I stepped through the door. I could see the image in my mind and there was no way I was waiting outside.
You see, several years ago, I was visiting my parents in Nacogodches for the weekend. We decided to take a trip to Houston to go shopping and locked up the three dogs- the chocolate lab, the mini dachshund, and the pit bull puppy, and headed to Houston. Upon our return, we walked in the house to me saying the words "Oh No", "Um, you don't want to come in here". So yes, I'm familiar with what this sounds like. We refer to that day as the great stuffed animal massacre of 2003. It wasn't pretty. Stuffed animals we had since we were little were pulled apart by their limbs and their stuffing covered the floor. You couldn't walk without stepping on stuffing. My koala bear was missing an ear and an eye, bears were missing arms and legs, some had just been torn open from the middle. We have no idea how long after we left they had gotten inside and made this mess, but we are quite certain they had the run of the place for awhile.
Back to our kitchen on Sat. night. I stepped in to find what you see in the picture below (although i think it looked worse in person). The remains of a bed, a hat, a book, and some carpet squares. Given more time we probably would have found the remains of our kitchen table or worse.
We had been at a class all day and the dogs had been locked up for over 8 hours. When we were done with the class we ran back to let them out, Charger stays in his crate and Champ stays in the kitchen. We had to leave immediately to go to dinner so my heart hurt for my precious Charger who would be locked up again for hours. I suggested we try putting both of them in the kitchen so they can keep each other company and play while we were gone. We have had very little success with this in the past because Charger is a chewer. His bed had some holes in it so we figured it couldn't look much worse and we put everything else out of reach and ran off to dinner.
Fast forward 4 hours later when we returned to the aforementioned scene. Now, as I mentioned earlier, Champ stays in the kitchen by himself all day every day. As far as we know, he doesn't leave his bed, he's there when we leave and when we return. So, logic would say that Champ was not the cause of the destruction below. The question I have, is why didn't he stop it? Why didn't he mention to Charger that he was chewing up his bed too and when mommy and daddy got back they would be mad and take the bed away. Why didn't they have that conversation? Did champ just sit around and watch? Where did Champ sit because the bed was clearly being torn apart as well as the carpet squares below the bed and the dogs don't like sitting on the cold tile so where did Champ go? He's the bigger dog, and older. He's probably got 2-3 pounds on Charger (that's a lot for the little ones) so why didn't he just plant himself on the bed and not moved. But obviously... that didn't happen.
So, the dogs got their big comfortable bed taken away and now have to sleep on the small pad that is left. They will not be getting a new bed for a long time and Charger will not be left alone in any area except his crate for a long time. I can only imagine what he could do with Cason's toys, since many of them look a lot like dog toys. What if he get's a hold of the infant carrier....
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Tired…. That’s the name of the game right now. I remember being tired in my first trimester but nothing compared to this. A few days ago it was like running into a brick wall made of tired. I have had to start setting my alarm for later then I still go to work and sit at my desk yawning until my eyes water which makes my nose runny so I’m sniffling, wiping tears away and trying to read a computer screen and look like I’m not crying at my desk. I would love to go to bed at 9, get up at 8, and take a 2 hour nap in the afternoon, but that doesn’t fit well with my schedule. Along with being super tired, I’m still in a lot of pain. My lower back will ache at the end of the day from the extra weight around my waist. My hips hurt because of the weight and sleeping on my side, and my left rib cage still hurts but has evolved a bit. Apparently there are nerves extending from your ribs into your skin and the area where my rib is hurt, the nerves are damaged there and as they stretch, they feel a combination of numb and on fire. For the majority of the day it feels like I have a patch of skin that is blistered and burned and nothing can make it feel better. Just another thing the doc said would go away after the baby is born.
For the fun things, he moves around a lot and it still fascinates me to see my stomach move and feel a part of his body through my skin. Luckily he doesn’t kick hard so it’s not uncomfortable at all. Also, strangely enough, my skin is much better now than it was before I was pregnant. Bad skin is a very typical sign of pregnancy so I’m not sure how I lucked out but gone is my oily skin and here is clear, dry skin. I love it!
We had our first baby class this week- Baby Basics- 4 hours of learning about you baby in his first few weeks of life, not nearly enough. I feel like I learned just enough to be scared but not enough to be confident. Actually there was some great information and if the baby behaves like the dolls we were practicing with last night, everything will go perfectly. We even learned how to calm him from crying in 5 minutes or less. That’s a good trick to know! This week has been crazy with the class and other things going on that I haven’t had any time to work on the nursery or the rest of the house for that matter. It won’t happen this weekend either because we have our 8 hour childbirth class on Sat. Thankfully for family, my mom came over last weekend and helped clean out closets and get me started on organizing and making room for new baby stuff. I seriously could not have done ½ the stuff she did in the amount of time because I just can’t stand for that long anymore. I’m ready for the nesting instinct to kick in. I have made lists of all the areas that need organizing and cleaning out and I’m slowly getting to them but I’m not to the point where I am going to go crazy if they are not done right then. I need that kind of motivation. Hope it kicks in soon.
I know this update was boring and pictureless but I thought it was time for an update. Next time I promise I will make some progress and post some photos.