Ok so unless you missed the Facebook announcement!  I AM PREGNANT!  I know!  Totally psyched!  Took me a year and a half of trying damn it, but it finally happened.  Whoot whoot!  We are 13 weeks and 1 day today.  This baby gave me the crap scare of my life yesterday when I woke up to bright red blood (not spotting).  I was terrified.  I just kept saying, "No, no, no.  I can't do this again.  I can't go through this again."  I called my doctor's "if you need to talk to your doctor" line.  They told me not to worry.  Ummmm really?  I am bleeding red blood!  I thought that was supposed to be terrible.  Well apparently since I had just had my ultrasound the day before and everything looked great this blood was nothing to be alarmed about and at this point I have a 1% chance of miscarriage.  I obviously still worried all day while I was at work sitting in my office, doing absolutely nothing because I wasn't going to do anything to risk it.  Today I have realized that the doctor was right.  It is gone.

Another big thing!  We got preapproved for a house!   HELL YES!  FINALLY!  We are searching searching searching.  It has to be a USDA meaning it has to be a rural home.  We have looked at 2 in Ashland City that were both terrible.  We also looked at one in White House that is doable, and one in Portland that is fantastic just such a miserably long drive.  We continue to look.

I keep telling Jack that the location is not really a total deal breaker because I have no desire to stay with RA for ever because I am seriously beginning to HATE my job.  I feel like I have a bullseye on my head, and they are just looking for a way to fire me.  (You can bet your ass I made sure they all know I am pregnant because it makes it harder......hopefully this will get them the hell off of my back)  Every time I turn around I am getting griped at about something else.  I will be glad come March (Oh March 24 is the due date).  Well actually after March....after maternity leave is over and done with.  I will feel more comfortable starting to look for another job.  This one is not worth the stress level I put into it.  I am sick of trying to run a store on no payroll hours and then getting bitched at because something isn't done.  Perhaps it is because I don't have enough payroll for a cashier the whole day!?  Sucks.  I am getting off of my work soapbox now.

Florida in just a few days!  Which reminds me.... I may have to hit my cuz up for some dog watchin'.....maybe 2 dogs this time.....We are supposed to leave on the 29th.  I REALLY need some beach time!