The New Normal & Water Spouts

In an effort to show me how super protective and vicious my little hell beast is she has taken to leaving me presents by my chair at the dining table.

 

At this point you are asking, "Isn't her evil fluffball an indoor only pet?" The answer is yes, yes she is. So what are these glorious gifts that exploit her prowess as a hunter/protector?

 

Her toys... Two toys in particular. Her little stuffed squirrel and her catnip ball.

 

At first I thought it was strictly coincidence the first time it happened, but it has since happened a few times. I think she wants her mommy to know that she is still a rough and tough little guard dog.

 

As it is, in the past few months she has taken to sleeping RIGHT outside our bedroom, or on the floor at the foot of the bed on my side. She also (much to Collin's annoyance) developed this habit of crying when Collin is there but I am not. This also applies to when Collin is in the living room and I am upstairs in the shower. It's almost as though she is asking him where the eff I am.

 

I hope all of this is a positive sign towards her being accepting of the presence of the new tiny human which will be entering the world in about four months. We shall see how her behavior develops in the coming months, especially when the baby is big enough to start "kicking" her when she is on my lap.

The other night I had a super bizarro dream, and all I remember was that there were water spouts popping up all over the place. To ensure that my meaning is not lost; I am not speaking of water spigots or faucets. I am referring to the weather phenomenon encountered when there is a "tornado" over a body of water.

 

It was just odd.

 

And that's all I remember about it, seeing multiple water spouts.

 

I have been having a ton of amazingly epic dreams lately. Silver screen worthy. It's just I only wake up remembering the most finite random details. I.e. the water spouts.

 

The only dream of late that stuck with me in its entirety was a nightmare preggo dream. The basic synopsis is I woke up in the hospital and started wandering the halls looking for anyone who could tell me why I was there. Finally I found a nurse that informed me that there was something wrong with my uterus. I freaked and started to ask if I had lost the baby or if it had been saved. I was hysterical in the dream. They never said what, exactly, the issue was, but the baby was still in me and okay. And then I woke up for realsies.

 

That's just one of a million "stereotypical" pregnancy dreams that many women have whether they remember them or not.

 

Another reoccurring (I imagine this one is common, or it's just after affects of what a friend just went through) is that I am dreaming, about anything or any situation really, and I start leaking out of my chesticles. Collin has caught me half awake after one of these dreams checking myself and the bed for any signs of boob leakage. Especially with how my chest region has felt over the last week or so  I feel hyper aware of their presence.

 

I went in for my bridesmaid's dress alteration the other day. That was fun standing there for about thirty minutes, trying not to move while the awesome seamstress pinned my bust and then my hem. The sides around the bust had to be taken in about three to four inches... More than I had expected at first. We ordered it two sizes too big with an empire waist to allow for the potential bumpage. At least this way I won't need to worry about it falling off of me when I am walking down the aisle and standing up in front of all of K & G's friends and relatives... LOL. 

Now I just have to wait for it to be ready. I am scheduled to pick it up on the 11th... Collin HAD to point out that this is FOUR DAYS before the wedding... I'm like, "yep, I know." This is why they wanted me in ASAP after I picked up the dress and found it to be HUGE in the boob region.

 

Oh, and icing on the cake as I left for my alterations appointment: I was wearing the black flip flops I planned to wear for the wedding and the left one broke as I got into the freaking car! Now I am not sure what I am going to do for footwear... No one will really see my feet but yea... Need to find something... Probably some cutesy ballet flats or something... Argh!

Going to look at some shoe websites...