Glad To Be Home!

So I am finally back in my home of homes... Leesburg Georgia. It was a crazy weekend in terms of getting here. I left out early Saturday morning from Colorado Springs. The flight was supposed to leave at 9:13am but of course our plane was late. On top of that, the flight was borded and just sitting there for about half an hour. So we ended up not even taking off until around 9:45. Now, I've been on flights that left late before, and its generally not a problem. Except when the flight itself is only 15-20 min and you need to hall ass to catch your connecting flight once you land. So we're half way to denver when we get word that one of the connecting flights is getting ready to leave. And guess which flight it is? Yep! Atlanta. So we land and everyone trying to catch this flight along with me is in a mad dash to grab belongings and make a run for it. Too bad none of us even touch the pavement before we find out it's left. With both the flight to Denver and the one to Atlanta being under the same carrier, you would think they would call ahead and hold it for ten freaking minutes. Of course not...

So I and everyone else is hauling ass to reach the other end of the terminal where the carrier's information desk is, and with a toddler, a backpack, a heavy diaper bag, and a stroller, that's not an easy accomplishment.  But I did it, and get there to find out that (thank god) someone thought ahead to switch us all from the Frontier flight to one heading to Atlanta through Air Tran. Too bad the gate for that flight was all the way back on the OTHER end of the terminal where we had landed... So after the long trek back to get my seat assignment and finding out I had two hours to kill, I make yet another trip to the middle of the terminal to the food court. With food in hand and not a table in sight, I once again had to go all the way back to the gate to sit down and eat. I swear.. after jugging Alexis and all our stuff for this entire time, I felt like freaking superwoman.

So we finally get on the flight and thank my luck I get a whole three seats to myself and Alexis. It was a long flight, but at least Alexis didn't have to sit in my lap the entire time.

I finally met up with Randy's parents and we made the looooooong drive home. I've been here at their house ever since, and I've been kind of thankful I haven't really had anything to stress over except school. Of course, school was uber fun all on it's own.

Not only did I have several assignments due Sunday that I had yet to touch, but also a vocal presentation for my public speaking class. Too bad I have been hacking almost constantly and was loosing my voice. I can only thank god that I didn't cough the whole time I talked, even though my voice was on the verge of going out. But I got an A, so I was more than happy. And after getting my work turned in just shy of it's due time, I've finally been able to catch my breath.

But now I'm a little worried that Alexis may be getting sick. She had a bit of a fever tonight and has already had a run in with an aunt bed.. T.T So she hasn't been in the greatest of moods.

On a brighter note, the moving people are going to the house in Colorado tomorrow to pack and ship all our stuff. Then the carpet cleaners will be over Wed. and housing comes by to close out of the house on Thursday. If everything goes well, Randy should be hitting the road that day and be here probably late Friday evening. Just in time for a family reunion Saturday! :D

Well, that's been it. I may update some more in a few days.

So Late and Still So Much To Do

So, it is now shortly after 1:30 in the morning, and for the last 12 hours or so we have been working hard to get things done for tomorrow. I've gotten all my clothes washed and the majority either baged, or packed for my flight, and the same for Alexis'. Randy's been busy in the mean time working on cleaning the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom. This is all because Jppso is coming in the morning to take a look at the amount of belongings we have and make sure they can pack and ship it all, and Base Housing is coming by for a pre-inspection at the same time for our close out. So we're trying to get things as organized as possible. I'm probably going to end up having to pass out soon, but Randy has decided he is going to stay up and continue working, probably though the night.

Some good news, I finally got some claritin today.  Yay! Something for my allergies that is SAFE to take while pregnant! Maybe it will knock out my nasty cough before I have to get on the flight Saturday morning...

Alexis has learned some new words apparently too. She finally learned yes, and to my surprise, even learned to say okay! lol Maybe she's finally coming out of her gibberish phase. xD Other than that there's not really much to report other than the fact that I'm not even 9 weeks along and am already showing... While I'm excited, I only have one worry. If I'm already showing now, how big am I going to be a 9 months!

Well... that's pretty much it for now. More than likely, the next time I post it will be from Randy's parents house in Georgia. <3

SDHFKSDGHKSDFSDFSDF

In case you can't tell by the title, I'm rather aggravated. Oh how it's been one of those days...

I've been feeling like crap the past few days, including even more nausia and vommiting than I already get from morning sickness, back pains, chills, and nightsweats. So last night I started getting frequent spirts of lightheadedness/dizziness as well. When it continued into today, I decided to call the nurse help line to find out if I needed to go to the emergency room. As I'm pregnant, the nurse was kind of concerned and told me to go in. Not really a problem.... until you sit in an emergency room for three hours without being seen. I literally watched the room empty and fill all over again. I finally reached such a point of frustration that I went into the bathroom and just cried. (Gotta love pregnancy hormones...)

Luckily though, after my mini breakdown, they finally took me back. And I got to talk to a doctor for all of five minutes. Then I got pricked with a needle four times because the nurse tried taking blood from my hand (as I pointed out in an earlier post, getting pricked in the arm hurts like hell), the problem with my hand though was that she couldn't get it in the vein, and then the vein ended up popping. So she had to take it from my arm anyways. OMFG, that shit HURT! After another hour waiting for the results, they finally released me with meds to help my nausea and dizziness, and I got to spend another half hour waiting in the pharmacy.

I think the saddest part of it all is I actually started hoping I would just upchuck in the middle of the waiting room so they would see me a bit sooner. This just wasn't my day.

So Much For Being Uneventful

I was so hoping that today was going to be outright boring and entirely uneventful. Unfortunately for me, no such luck. Granted it hasn't been a horrible day, but I was looking forward to napping and relaxing rather than getting a call from every person under the sun, for a reason I have yet to establish, and then found out I get to sell my car.

Yes, my baby of a car. My pretty sky blue Pontiac GTP that I got only about 6 months ago. The reason? Randy got a call from JPPSO, who is the moving company for military when PCSing, and they informed us that they will not ship vehicles within the United States. Now, if we were moving to another country it would be a different story. But no, they will not move it to Georgia with the rest of our belongings. So either we sell it in two weeks or my friend Jess has been kind enough to agree to show it to prospective buyers for us after we leave. Needless to say, I bit the bullet on this and agreed to sell it rather than pay to ship it, and use the money to buy a new vehicle. At least that would mean I could afford something else that's really decent right? Wrong. Apparently over the past six months the value of the car has dropped from near $3000, to about $1200 if I did kelly blue book correctly. *sigh* What a wonderful day this is turning out to be.

Worst. Day. Ever.

So the past 24 hours have been fairly horrible. (Warning, this could get kind of long).


It started off with Randy coming home because he needed to print out some documents before getting some PCS stuff done. Not a problem, except our printer chooses that moment to die. After an hour of trying to fix it, and Randy even having spent $60 on new ink for it, I finally grit my teeth and go to the store to buy another. $100 on my credit card and about another hour later, he is finally able to print out his stuff. So he leaves and shortly after we get a call from him that David, Britt's boyfriend who was in the field, needs us to come get him because he's back for some unknown reason. So we turn around from where we were going to feed their dogs and go back on base. We ended up waiting for over an hour with Alexis fussing in the back seat without a clue of what's going on just to find out we're waiting in the wrong place. He finally calls us, we locate him, and find out we might as well just go home because of a lot of BS going on. Basically, to put it short he got screwed and there wasn't a reason for us to come.


The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful so I'll move on to today.

This morning I had my appointment to turn in all my paperwork for the pregnancy and get my blood test. The appointment went quickly and I was soon in the lab to potty in a cup and get stuck with a needle. Now, I'm not a fan of needles, but I took it like a champ. All 7 vials. So the woman taking the blood takes the arm band off and I wait a minute. I thought I was fine to stand, but boy was I wrong! I make it two steps and start puking in my mouth. I just barely make it to the trash can as the three technicians in the room watch and wonder what the hell is going on. Between my second and third go in the trash can, I manage to gasp out that I'm pregnant and it's morning sickness. The girl who took my blood was seriously concerned and was mid-way freaking out on me. One of the techs was really nice though and handed me a pack of mustard. He said he had seen it happen before, and that putting some mustard in your mouth can actually get rid of the nausea. He was so nice I could have cried.

I was fine after that little ordeal, though highly embarrassed that they had to watch that, so I went in the cup and went on my way. Just to realize I had forgotten my military ID. I had to go back and ask them if they had seen it, feeling entirely awkward. x.x

I guess some good stuff came of today though. Randy got a lot of stuff finished and we have people coming to pack our stuff the 20th, the carpet cleaners coming the 21st, and we are officially out of the house the 22nd. So that's progress! The nurse at my appointment even gave me sea bands to wear from now on to prevent nausea. Though from what I hear, I need to be near a toilet when I take them off.... the nausea could catch back up with me pretty quickly. But they will come in majorly handy on my flight next weekend.

Speaking of my flight, I have a group project next week for school. We had to inform our teacher of our preferred time slot as it's a vocal presentation, and I had requested Saturday of all days without even thinking about the fact that I'm leaving that day. So I had to email my teacher and let her know. Thank god she hadn't set the presentation slots yet! I'm hoping that she can get me on the one the following Sunday, otherwise I may be screwed on 1/3rd of my grade. T.T

Over all that's been it. Just a really bad day and ready for it to be over with. If I could just get over my constant desire to sleep today, I'll be happy.

Another Fun Filled Day

So today has already started off wonderfully. Lesson number one... yogurt does not taste as good when it's coming back up. T.T
My friend Britt is over, her boyfriend Dave is out in the field for the rest of the week so we're keeping each other company. I went with her to sell some DVDs earlier, but we had to stop at a gas station because I got sick AGAIN. But at least after that I was able to get some food on the tummy.

But I'm so not looking forward to tomorrow even more now. I have my appointment to go get my pregnancy paperwork turned in and probably get my blood test, but Britt informed me that it's supposed to freaking snow!! Wtf? Isn't that supposed to stop in spring? Dx So if it does, she's agreed to take me because my car doesn't fair well in snow. At least I'll have company while waiting to get my stuff done! lol

Some really good news, Randy is FINALLY getting to get stuff done for him to close out of base here. Which has taken freaking long enough because he was supposed to be given over a month to get this stuff done and he has to look at leaving in about two weeks. But his Sargent is a lazy ass and and has been trying to screw him over on every turn. Hell, he was supposed to get his promotion over a year ago and this guy has been denying him for absolutely no reason. At least when we get to the base in Georgia, he's already been told he's pretty much guaranteed the promotion... and we could use the extra money.

But other then that, this week is going to be a big laundry week. I have to get everything washed and ready for packing because I SO do not want strangers riffling through my undies while packing them for us. No thank you, that is one thing I really don't mind packing myself.

But I must admit I'm a little sad I'll be leaving Colorado so soon. When Randy deployed, it wasn't a big deal to move back with family because I knew I would be coming back, but this time we are leaving for good. At least Savannah is supposed to be really nice... So I'm kind of exciting at the same time. Just about a week and a half and I'll be on a plain!

Everything Has a Catch

Yep, the title says it all.. And before curious minds start to wonder, I'm talking about the beauty that is in throwing up, exhaustion, constant hunger, and sore/tender body parts. That's right, I'm talking about (Dun Dun Duuuuuun) Pregnancy. I am currently seven weeks along, and while I am extremely happy and excited, and not exactly new to the whole pregnancy thing, there are still some things that sneak up on you and make you go "Well Crap". Take last night for instance. Randy (my husband) and I had some friends over. Some we know really well and some we don't, all for a fun night of card games and drinking. (See where I'm going with this yet?) Now, I've already accepted that there will be no real "drinking" for Amanda. But I'm still getting used to being the only sober person in the room. We aren't exactly party people, but I don't mind kicking back and having some drinks with friends.
So I settled for my one allotted glass of wine while everyone else nursed beer or something stiffer. It wasn't bad until the drinking games started. So while I was taking the tiniest sips, and the guests we didn't know so well made friendly jokes about it, I got to explain the little Bugga-Bug in my tummy.

Now, I must admit that I was waiting for an "OMG YOU'RE DRINKING WINE???" reaction, after all, while my doctor told me a glass every now and then is still good to flush toxins, there are still people that freak about the slightest sip going past a pregnant woman's lips. So I was pleasantly surprised when they went "Oh wow! Congratulations! Don't worry, you just take your time with your drink. :]"

Granted, it still made me a little sad that I couldn't cut loose like everyone else, but it ended up a pleasant evening. (And it was rather funny watching our guests get drunk.)

But onto another catch, I get to experience one of the fun *cough*not*cough* parts of pregnancy this week. I'm already jumping the first hurdle with morning sickness, but now I get to go and get the dreaded blood tests. x.x To clarify, I completely HATE needles. And so I'm not looking forward to the trip to the lab for them to take roughly 5 vials of blood. And as I am 7 wees along, I also get to schedule my first real doctors appointment for some time in the next few weeks. The appointment I am kind of excited about and dreading at the same time. I'm excited because I should get the first ultrasound to make sure that everything is starting out good to go, but dreading it because I get a super awesome Pap Smear. Yeah, they aren't that bad, but I still don't particularly enjoy what amounts to plastic tongs going down there, and a wanna-be mascara brush collecting samples.

Oh the joys of pregnancy.....

An Introduction

I must admit that this is rather new to me, and for most, there will be little to no interest in one day in my life, let alone more. But I will give it my best shot. :]

So first, I suppose an introduction. My name is Amanda and I am 23. I was born and raised in South West Georgia. A wife of three years and a mother of one (with another on the way). I have an AABA in Criminal Justice and I am currently working on my Bachelors in Forensic Science and Law Enforcement. I am an Army wife currently living in Colorado through I will be moving back to Georgia in just a few short weeks. (The hubby is being re-stationed back to Georgia!).

This all may seem pointless to tell you, but I promise there is a method to my madness. Because each of these details will likely be important in following my blog.

Hopefully I won't completely bore you to tears. ^.^