Resolutions? Ha!

Resolutions are a funny thing - they seem like a good idea when you are making them, but if you are anything like me, that motivation goes right out the window shortly afterward. I keep asking myself, "what on earth was I thinking?" I'm going to chalk it up to still being stressed about having lost my job. That sounds reasonable right? Good.

So you may be thinking that I completely blew off all of my resolutions - not true. Let's see, the first one was to walk everyday - HA. Again, "what was I thinking?" Perhaps I got caught up in my initial excitement about a new improved me. I quickly figured out that it can definitely be too cold and there is a very distinct possibility that I could melt in the rain. While my husband doesn't agree, my dog does - she doesn't like the rain either.

Second, to drink more water - well, I never defined more so I can say I have been following through on this one. Let me start by saying that I hate water, unless it's disguised as something else. Plain water is just gross. In order to choke it down I have to have a zillion slices of lemon in it or better yet one of those flavor sticks. Right now my favorite is fruit punch, though iced tea is a close second. In an effort to drink more of that nasty stuff that is supposedly very good for me, I have been carting around one of those big plastic bottles, I think it holds 64 ounces. After tossing in a bunch of ice, because it has to be ICE COLD, I put in one fruit punch stick, fill with water, shake it up good and wallah - bearly tolerable water. Most days I've managed to force down at least one bottle, on others I've gone through 3-4! I say that is a success!

Third, is to do more scrapbooking. This is a work in progress. The progress consists of me cleaning up my scrapbook room - so I will actually have a place to spread out and do some scrapbooking. Though I haven't actually done any scrapping yet, I have signed up for a crop this weekend. The Granby PTO is sponsoring an all day crop. I'm very excited for this and hopefully will come back with all kinds of pages done.

Fourth, and my most exciting resolution to become a mom is in full force! Yes, we are pregnant! (Doing a happy dance!) I had been trying to get pregnant for months, only to be disappointed each month when I got a friendly reminder that I was not pregnant. So in December when that little reminder didn't come, I half heartedly wondered if I could be pregnant, but thought it was more likely that the stress of losing my job right before Christmas was what caused me to miss my period. I really didn't think I was pregnant and I didn't want to get my hopes up only to be devastated once again.

So while Bob and I were at CVS picking up a few things and I "inadvertently" wandered down the feminine product aisle and came across the pregnancy tests. I'm looking at them and somehow one ended up in our basket. Bob as usual was completely oblivious although I saw his eyes look directly at the box. Once home I took the test into my bathroom and did the pee on a stick thing. The three minutes for the test to develop seemed like hours, but I didn't peek. When I looked at the stick - there were TWO lines - not just the one to say the test worked properly, but TWO BLUE LINES. One was lighter than the other, but unless my eyes were deceiving me, there were definitely TWO lines in the little window. I did a little happy dance in the bathroom, looked back to make sure the lines were still there and hadn't somehow disappeared - nope, still there.

While all this secret mission stuff was going on in my bathroom, Bob was relaxing in the living room and did I ever know how to ruin his state of relaxation? Yup! I must admit, I kind of sauntered back to the living room keeping my little stick hidden behind my back. I sat on his lap and he looked at me somewhat apprehensively and asked "what?" I showed him my stick and asked, "are there two lines?" His response, "are there supposed to be?" All I could do is nod my head. "Well, one's lighter than the other" he says. "We're having a baby" I managed to squeak out before the tears started. Happy tears.