About our blogger: MommaTrish
Well, it all began when I was born...
Just kidding we won't go back that far. My name is Trish, aka MommaTrish. I'm a young mom to two amazing (and often annoying and frustrating) boys, and one sweet precious princess. I'm married to my high school sweetheart, John. We've been together since 2003, and he's the love of my life. My time is taken up between my kiddos, my husband, life, and JM. I'm on the forum often posting many places, and lurking in even more.
I'm a very silly easy going person. I love to help others, create things, and be a general know-it-all!
Close your eyes, turn around, and run far, far away from the scale.
I know this weight was done at the end of the day – which as my exercise fanatic husband will tell you is a no-no – BUT that doesn’t change the fact that I know it’s not that far off, meaning…
I have already gained more pounds than I am weeks pregnant.
I don’t want to hear any “Oh, I weigh that much not pregnant!” or similar. The actual number isn’t the focus here, the amount of weight that I have gained is.
I went into this pregnancy with only one thing that I was dead set on: not gaining 40 pounds again like I did when pregnant with Bella. At the rate I’m going now, I’m not going to have to worry about gaining 40 pounds, I’m going to have to worry about gaining more than 40 pounds.
Ugh, ugh, ugh.
I think I could go cry now.
I am not a very neat or organized person. I’ve never even really wanted to be one. My mom…. She is very neat and organized. Like obsessively so. (Though she will deny it, trust me – I’m the one who had to live with her.) My penchant for “piles-o-crap” (as she calls them) drives her crazy. If I can’t find a spot for something, or I plan to get to it at a later time, I organize it into a pile with similar stuff. Like in the hall in front of our bedrooms… There is a pile-o-crap for every room next to the door. There are also piles on either end of my couch…and in the kitchen under the coat rack…under the coffee table (though this one is really John’s fault)…and let’s not even touch on my room at this time. (And John would probably say that I should add in that my bookcases are just really tall piles-o-crap…)
I also really, really, really hate to fold clothes. I put it off until there is no more sitting room on my couch. My couch is big enough to handle me, the boys, and Belly all at one time – more often than not we’re lucky to have room for just two of us.
So see…. I’m not a messy person… I’m really not. I pick up and clean every day. But all these piles-o-crap and the mountain of laundry kind of ruin the effects of cleaning.
Wondering what this has to do with getting ready for Mason?
Ever since I got pregnant, my energy has taken a hit. I mean, it does every time, but this time it’s been even harder. No, as some will point out, it’s not because I’m home all day with a 2 1/2 year old. Ryan was about the same age when I was pregnant with Belly, and as I tell everyone, if I can keep up with toddler-Ryan while pregnant, toddler-Belly should be no problem. I think, that it’s partially because we have so much to do now. There are now two older kids to get to activities – and to get through homework. I cook more. There’s like double the laundry. More commitments to the boys’ school. I acted as my mom’s chauffer for most of this pregnancy as well. Plus, John actually expects more out of me now since I am a stay-at-home mom, and no longer a full-time college student.
Oh, and a 2 1/2 year old and a large idiot dog. (That’s said with love by the way…) Read the rest of this entry »
Tonight, I promise you easy… easy like a sunshiney day easy.
(You know… I’ve never really understood that phrase… but I digress…)
Crock-Pot Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup
serves: um… at least 6, lol
cook time: 6 hours total
|4 Boneless Skinless Chicken Breasts
||2 Cans Cream of Chicken Soup
|2 1/2 Cups Chicken Broth
||1 Can Mixed Veggies
|Noodles (amount/type of your choosing)
||1 1/2 Cups Water
|2 Tbsp Thyme
||1 Tbsp Parsley
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We have a pumpkin carving rule in this house – Mommy and Daddy will not do this grossness alone. So we developed a rule of three handfuls and a spoon. The rule says everyone must take a handful out of the first pumpkin’s guts, and then two out of their own. They also have to help loosen the insides with spoons. If they don’t – we don’t carve their pumpkin. It’s pretty simple and straightforward, and we don’t bend it for anyone. For example, Zach almost didn’t get to do his pumpkin last night, because he was absolutely refusing to stick his hand in any pumpkin for any number of times.
And yeah… in case you couldn’t figure it out – this is all leading up to pumpkin carving pictures. lol
Drawing the faces to go on the pumpkins:
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Trying out a new idea for days I have nothing to blog about. I actually did something similar last year when I went to Arizona and scheduled my blog posts.
Him – “Why is Auntie Katie getting married if she just had a baby?”
Me – “She didn’t just have a baby. Elizabeth is almost one now.”
Him – “So why is she getting married?”
Me – “Because most people actually get married before they start having babies.”
Him – “But you and Daddy didn’t get married until after we had Bella.”
Me – “No, we got married after we had Ryan. We had to make sure we liked both of you enough to get stuck together with you and take the chance there may be more one day.”
Him – (quiet for several minutes while thinking) “Huh, I guess y’all like us then.”
Not too much going on here. Well, that’s a sorta lie. Nothing big, just that the pregnancy migraines have returned. Oh joy. I haven’t even been in enough of a good mood to go with the story and picture idea. I’m pretty non-functioning when I have migraines. I guess it’s because I’m such a big baby when it comes to any sort of headache, since I rarely get them when not pregnant.
Well, I’m still all headachy, but I just ate the most delicious chicken ever, and it was like so easy to make for fried chicken. You might be thinking, “But Trish, I would think fried chicken is already easy to make?” You would be wrong. lol It’s messy, and you tend to get burned while making it. (At least I always do – I get burned a lot while making it.) I can’t take full credit for this recipe, my mom was the one who told me how to do the actual cooking on this. The rest is me. (Though if you’ve ever made fried chicken, some is like “duh…” lol)
Before doing anything – make sure that your chicken is completely thawed.
What you’ll need:
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We I told the boys about the baby the other day.
I had to just go ahead and tell them without John (who kept putting off and putting off when we should tell them), because my youngest son – Ryan – greatly offended my sensibilities.
We had all just gotten home from picking the boys up from school, and I was hot and uncomfortable in the clothes I had to squeeze into to wear. As soon as the kids were in the house, I went straight back to the back of the house and changed back into my comfy clothes. Ryan walked in as I was putting the shirt on, and he then proclaimed that I am getting fat. I was like, uh… no. And he was all, “Oh yes you are! You have a tummy like me, you aren’t all skinny like Zach anymore.” Obviously, I could not let my son think I was getting fat. I had to decide to tell him and Zach what was up.
I sat the boys (and Belly, since she wanted to be included) on the couch and brought out the ultrasound pictures. I started with Zach first. Read the rest of this entry »
Are you the type of blogger, who when you have something exciting to post about but can’t share the news yet, you just don’t blog?
I’m totally that type of blogger.
I’ve been sitting on some news for a few weeks now, but I was waiting to share it here until I announced it everywhere… I made that announcement today via Facebook (after actually telling certain family members first lo, so I can now share the news here too!
I’m having a baby!!
You might remember that, not too long ago, I talked about how I was so done, and so done with people telling me I needed to have another. Well, obviously that didn’t quite work out. lol After the initial “Oh ****!” reaction, and once the news sunk in with John, we decided to be happy and excited about the news. Really, I mean, unless I just want to be angry the next several months, there’s nothing else to do. lol
I’m feeling pretty so-so right now physically. I don’t have constant all day, everyday morning sickness like I did with Belly and Zach, but I do have all day nausea that doesn’t take much prodding to have me puking up my guts. I’m also beyond drained physically by the end of the day. Add in the always fun heartburn, constipation, and emotional mood swings of the deranged, and you get a pretty good picture of me right now.
We haven’t told the kids yet, we’re still working out how. But all of our family and friends seem to be really happy for us (for once).
Oh and I guess I should add that I’m due March 23rd.
When I first joined Pinterest, one of my friends pinned this idea that just had me going, “Holy heck Batman! I can do that! I have to do that! Ryan would flip and be in heaven if I did that!”
So… I finally did it. ((yay me!))
Here’s the original: (directions in some language that I absolutely can’t read here)
Isn’t that so freaking cool??? And I mean, almost every single pair of Ryan’s jeans have holes - my boy is tough on his pants. Last night, I took the following pair of pants, and then gathered up some felt and some bleached and stained khakis. Read the rest of this entry »