Reunion

Well, we had Thanksgiving and it was such fun. Here is a picture of me, Candice, and Tammie with our buns in the oven. Candice cheated and wore black so it hides the belly. Tammie only has about five more weeks left. I get to see Candice farely often because she lives in Cookeville, but it's pretty rare these days for the three of us to get together, so that was a nice lunch. We were like triplets growing up so there was a lot of catching up to do. I'm so glad we got to capture this ...
On the way home from Dallas back to Houston, Kevin's dad had a heart attack and is currently in ICU in Houston. He was driving alone and thankfully was able to make it back home, although I'm sure it was a painful trip home for him. He had an angioplasty today which told us what the blockage was and will have a defibrillator installed next. Please keep him in your prayers if you are reading this. His name is Jim Conway. Kevin is kind of waiting around here to see what he needs to do, I'm sure it's difficult for him to concentrate at work when his mind is probably in Houston. Please keep us in mind. I hope everyone had a great holiday...

We're off to the Mexican Food Capital for the Holidays (Texas, of course). I love Thanksgiving and can't wait to see Kevin's family. We haven't seen them in nearly a year. Kevin is off all week playing Mr. Mom cleaning, packing, etc. I have to work but at least this way he has to take the dogs to the kennel and I can pretend that they are resting comfortably at home rather than living five days confined to a cage. True confession: I have never taken my dogs to a kennel and not left crying my face off. What am I going to do with a baby!!

I'm meeting my friend I grew up with (hi candice) and my sister, all who are pregnant so we can snap a momento of this event. I can't wait to see us together. We all will be different sizes because delivery goes: Tammie, Candice, then me. I'll post a pic once we get it. Hope everyone has a safe and happy Thanksgiving.

Husband's note

Let me do a little quick math. Let's see. Been married 3.5 years. That's 42 months I've endured complaining. Yea, I'm ok with 9 more or 18 more or whatever! Goodness sakes is right Ang.
kc

Pregnancy Police

For those of you who are pregnant, I'm sure you've read Girlfriend's Guide to Pregnancy. It is one of the funniest books because it gives you a no thrills explanation of what is to come over the next nine months, the gas, the bloating, the weight, hormones, etc. The author is very candid about these things and gives it to you much like a girlfriend would, hence the name.

Anyway, one part in there talks about the pregnancy police. You know who you are, the ones that feel it necessary to comment on every move a pregnant woman makes. That coke has caffeine in it, doesn't it? You seem to be a bit stressed today, you know that's really not good for the baby. Are you taking your vitamin daily?? These are the people that feel compelled to look out for us because you know, we pregnant women can't take care of ourselves. Well, I feel like I've been a target for these sorts of people. What I'm most annoyed with are the ones that tell me how much I should be enjoying this experience. Please don't confuse my dislike of the yucky part of pregnancy with the great parts about it. Great parts: baby moving- I love this and would feel it every second if I could. That's about it. The rest of it I could take or leave. I was told today by some random lady who overheard me complaining about the amount of weight I put on in a four week period that I was ruining the best thing that will happen to me. I just stared at her hoping she got the point that her opinion was not asked for nor welcomed. All in all I'm adjusting to the bad parts and yes, I complain too much. But aren't we allowed to complain for nine months of our lives for goodness sakes? Unless you plan on having more than one child then that would be 18-27 months of your life. Eek, sorry Kevin...but in the grand scheme of things that's really not alot to endure if you consider we'll probably live until we're in our 80's, is it. :)

On to other things, we have our first shower coming up soon and I'm really excited about that. We are having a Texas shower which should be fun. I'm still trying to figure out how to get our dogs adjusted to a different environment and prepared for the baby. If anyone has hints let me know. We're trying to exercise them to death so they just sleep when the baby is born. :) Looking forward to the Holidays... March will be here before we know it!
ac

There's no crying in............

Remember the movie with Tom Hanks, Madonna and Rosie Odonnel (pre skater/bad hair cut) called A League of Their Own? Remember the part when Tom Hanks says, "there's no crying. There's no crying in baseball." Well the 1st thing I've learned is that there IS crying in pregnancy! Oh yea. You know the kind. The same kind of crying you hear in the grocery store when mom does not let her son (yes this is personal) get the box of animal cookies with the string attached to the box. The wailing and the heaving. Ah yes.

This leads me to the 1st funny story of this "pregnancy trip" we are on. Angie was "lamenting" on the bed about something. I'm sure it was very important. I think it was about how we were not going to be able to afford something (which was not even true). Anyway, I attempted to make the approach towards the bed in order to console her. But before I could even get that far, I had to make a quick turn to face the wall. Why? Because I had started dying laughing! My laughing was as uncontrollable as her crying. My laughing was the kind of greatness that occurs when you are sitting in church, sitting in the Jr high/high school section. The kind that breaks out like a rash and no one can contain themselves and they think that if they just don't make noises it will be ok. You know the kind where the pew is rocking and the old man behind you has to tap you on the shoulder and give you a stern look.

Yea, so, that's what I am doing. Trying not to get noticed. Knowing that as soon as I am discovered, it's over. Over in a big way too b/c I am in the process of major melt-down management failure. I'm not doing my job! I'm not in full agreement mode, but I am doing quite the opposite. Well, turns out, I got busted. The good thing is that Angie (for some reason) started laughing too. It soon turned into loud and tear filled laughter. Yes, I know how lucky I was.
kc

So, we're starting a blog because we live in Tennessee and our family lives in Texas, so this is a great way to keep them updated on our lives everyday. It will get more interesting after March because that is when we are expecting our first baby, Nora Kate Conway. We plan on calling her Nora, no double name thing unless she's in trouble, then Nora Kate will probably be pulled out every once in a while. However, seeing as we are expecting to have the perfect child, we probably won't ever have to resort to the double name. You can laugh at this post later when I'm writing about how hard motherhood is with this terror of a baby and how "Nora Kate" never sleeps, etc. As for now, I'm rolling right along in pregnancy getting fatter by the second. I don't relate to the people who love being pregnant. I am not one of those people... I'm extremely fortunate to have been able to conceive and I thank God for that, but I'd much rather just snap my fingers and have a baby than go through this daily thing of uncontrollable tears, pulling in my stomach, being tired, uncomfortable clothes, I could go on but I'm pretty sure you get the point. I'm sure Kevin will have a funny post to curtail his experience as the husband of a pregnant person. Anyway, we've been having talks with Daisy and Denver (our two dogs) about the new addition and I think they understand what's happening. I'm pretty nervous about their reaction to the change, but they are such good dogs and I'm sure will adjust fine. (That's something else you can laugh at in a few months when I'm posting about how Denver ate the baby's pajamas). As for now we'll post about our life preparing for the baby. Hope all is well!!