Ummm......hi! My name is Hayley. I have this blog called "Laughing Lolly." Ever hear of it??
Yeah. I've been pretty slack. That's all I can say. Let's make a resolution, shall we? Here's to:
more blogs, and no more lengthy disappearances. My readers deserve better! So here goes.......
I think last time I updated I had just gone for my 8 week doctor's appointment and saw the peanut (well, he/she definitely looked more like a green bean than a peanut), saw the heartbeat, and was thinking that the nausea was winding down. Yeah right. Nausea never dies, and neither does the urge to pass out asleep every time I sit down for longer than fifteen minutes. I am officially 11 weeks and ready for first trimester to be over! I have always been under the impression that first trimester only lasts 12 weeks. Nope. This lovely period of time lasts 13 weeks and I am hoping that I can make it pass that finish line without losing my cookies at my trash can at work. Still no puking (thank God), but the nausea at times makes me want to. Also, I've realized that I can no longer function on just 7-8 hours rest. I need say, 9-10 hours these days. Last night I was exhausted: I had gone back to G-town Friday night for dinner with my girlfriends, and just planned on spending the night at my mom's house since we were throwing a baby shower for my cousin Saturday morning. I was at her house by 10:00 Friday night, and in the bed by 10:30. Slept until 8:30 Saturday morning, and got up to prepare for the shower. Shower lasted until 2:00 pm, I snuggled up on the couch with my mom's Cockapoo "Nick-Nick," and laid around for a couple of hours before I headed back home to Macon. Cut to 9:30 Saturday night, I'm laying on the couch watching the Will Smith movie "The Pursuit of Happyness" (totally bawled my eyes out through that one, by the way) and finally get in the bed by 10:30. Friends, I slept until 9:00 this morning and still have taken 2 naps today! Adam and I went to Lowe's to pick out new curtains for our windows today, and I seriously could have cared less whether we went with the "Cherry" or "Milton" shades. All I wanted was a Sonic Strawberry Slushy and our couch. We were supposed to head to Express to pick out a couple of new pairs of jeans for Adam (yes, my husband is a jeans snob- he only likes to wear Express, makes his butt look good- hehe), but this prego could not handle another trip. I know I'm high maintenance right now. I promise to tone it down soon. I am hoping to regain some energy in the next couple of weeks. Other than the nausea and sleepiness, everything has been great. We are so in love with Baby Mosely, and cannot wait to find out what we're having. I'm starting to show a little bit.....eeeekkkk.....here's a couple of pics:
Here I am with my cousin and my sister. Only 5 weeks in this picture, so not really showing then.
Me and my cousin at her baby shower yesterday. Rubbing bellies. :) 11 weeks & definitely starting to show! I'm going to be huge by March.......
Other than going baby crazy, I have not been up to too much. We got through fall orientation at work a couple of weeks ago, and I am SO happy that it's over with! Besides the arrival of baby, the other huge highlight I have to look forward to is my dad coming home for his 2-week leave in early December. I have not seen him since the end of May, and absolutely cannot wait. He sent this email to my mom (which she forwarded to my sister and I), and I literally cannot stop crying. He and all of the other soldiers amaze me with their bravery every day. God bless them all for fighting for us and our daily freedom! We never hear about the good things that these brave soldiers are doing from the media. Here's something we should be proud of:
"Went with the Scouts on an HA (Humanitarian Assistance) mission. We went to a village and parked next to the school. Every age of male was there, but the only girls were young ones. Their wives weren't allowed to be there. We linked up with an Afghan Police Chief and his men and met with the village elder and school teacher to give out rice, flour, beans, blankets, school supplies, tools, etc. They went crazy for the stuff and it was fun to watch them distribute it. A couple times, I thought they might fight about it. As I watched, I thought that every kid from the States, (and adult for that matter) should see the conditions these folks live in. It would make them realize they have nothing to complain about and they should count their blessings to be living in America. I saw one kid whose foot was so badly deformed that the top of his foot was actually what was on the ground when he walked. It was rolled up under his ankle. Another kid whose face was so swollen, his right eye was closed. Had the medic check him out and it seemed like maybe someone had just knocked the crap out of him. He's in 1 or 2 of the pics I'm sending. Anyway, all these kids were glad to see us and ran around just happy as can be. No complaints out of them. It was a satisfying mission. Hopefully the Taliban won't come in there and take their new stuff and kill them for accepting it from us. We know there are Taliban in the area and they're always trying to intimidate folks. Take a look at the pics."
My dad & the little Afghan children. Precious.
Love this photo.
I love you, dad, and I am SO proud of you!
That's it for now. I promise to update this week......no, I SWEAR I will update this week. Rut-roh. Looks like LL might be back in action........
Have a great Monday, friends!