Hi, everyone! Happy Sunday! We're busy here cleaning, etc. Our bed is coming on the 13th. It was supposed to come in late October! Well, I guess that just shows you that things don't happen the way you plan them.
Yes, I do like being home. Actually I am so busy I don't know how I did all I did when I was working. Maybe that's why I had to stop. It just was too much for me. This week I've actually been finishing things. I finished the flower transplanting in my yard--Thursday, it was--despite the fact that right in the middle of the whole process, a yellow jacket bee was hanging around me, and as I swiped it away, it somehow got under my garden glove and stung me on the wrist of my right hand (thank goodness I am left handed). Boy, did it hurt!! I've been stung many times before (as a kid I used to go outside barefooted and would get stung on my feet), but you never know when you could become allergic, so I watch myself for unusual symptoms. Between a baking soda paste and ice, it felt better after a few hours. My hand was sore till the next day, though. I think he got me in a vein that went down into my hand. I was telling my mother-in-law what a bee sting feels like (she's never had one). For me it feels like when you get a shot in the doctor's office, except in the case of the shot, the pain stops when the needle comes out. With a sting, it keeps hurting. Anyway, that was my yard adventure.
Hubby hasn't heard anything about his work either way (I guess no news is good news)--but he is working to improve his performance, get help when he needs it, and ASK QUESTIONS if he doesn't know how to do something. I pray for him every day, and it seems to be good for him. It brings me peace too. I pray that if he is meant to stay with his company, he will be given the skills to do the job, and if he is not, that he will be directed to where he is supposed to be. I pray for myself that if it is meant for me to stay home, I will be given the means. If not, I ask to be told what to do next. I've tried to give up control of the whole situation. To do that really helps me. I don't want to be in charge of so much!! I also will have the chance to sub teach again--November 11--for my Veronica's 7th grade class (she is thrilled, not!), and the principal is giving my name to parents of students who would like to be tutored. So, one day at a time, things are working out. I also got a $300.00 insurance refund check yesterday, just in time to pay 2 bills I didn't have money for (the line of credit hasn't been given final approval yet, though we did get preliminary approval right away after applying--I wish I knew how long it takes for that kind of thing--part of me says to call and ask, and the other part (where God is) says to wait and be patient. I guess I'll wait for a little while longer.
Yesterday hubby went for my walk with me--I told him I walk 2 1/4 miles, but he wanted to do it with me. It practically laid him out--it really shows that you have to build up to being in shape.
Lisa--I feel for you with your all-day sickness. With both of my girls, I was sick for 3 months!!! I never threw up though--I wish I could have. It would have probably made me feel better. Unfortunately the only thing that would make me feel better was to eat, which I did. With each of them, I gained exactly 15 pounds in the first trimester. My craving, and the only thing that would help my sick feeling was--and I know this sounds awful--baked potatoes with margarine, cottage cheese, pepper, and yellow mustard on top! And I always had this awful metallic taste in my mouth--for 9 months. I think that is also why I ate too much--I was always trying to get rid of that taste. Anyway, I know your struggle. I was so happy for the baby, yet I couldn't stand how I felt, and how I wanted to eat, cuz I was thin before my pregnancies. It's rough!! Hang in there!
Taiwan--this cold weather must be really hard to get used to after being in the tropics for so long. I have trouble myself adjusting to cooler temperatures, and I've lived in northern Illinois all my life, so it must be really tough for you. It's supposed to warm up a bit this week here, so maybe you'll get the warm weather soon your way.
Miki, thanks for the encouragement about staying home. I hope and pray that I can do it for a while. It's what I always wanted. I was at home when my girls were tiny, but I found it hard to enjoy that time because hubby was out of work the last half of it, and I had depression the first part. I'm also not a baby person. This is such a blessing for me now, and I have the opportunity to do more of my own thing since the girls are in school from 8-2:30 every day. When they come home, there is time to spend with them, whether it's looking at their school papers, helping with homework, listening to reading, or taking them to their lessons. I also actually feel like making decent dinners. Before, I was always dead by the time I walked in the door, and didn't have the energy to do anything else.
Cyan, I hope you didn't have to spend your whole weekend in your closet switching for the season. I'm going to have to look at a map to see how far north Montreal is. When does it start snowing up there?
Well, got to go. Lots of stuff to do today. More soon. Bye for now.
I took her home yesterday afternoon. I really hated for her to leave.
I dont think her mom and dad would have let me keep her another hour tho...they were missing her by the first nite.
My sis called me probably twice a day every day Kaylen was here.
I think her feelings were hurt because Kaylen didnt want to take out time to talk to her. Of course, why would she...she rules the roost at Aunt Miki's house.
Try to be careful with those cravings. Dont want to undo all the good you've accomplished. You definitely need to gain, but hopefully it'll mostly be from baby. I bet the cravings will subside some once your body adjusts to this new phase it's going thru. How is school going? I bet it's tough concentrating while feeling yucky. 
There's you a big hug from all of us. Hope that helps.
Thank goodness Cyan slept with me and provided a little pocket of heat and love for his Momma!
bad me!