It’s Monday… Again….

… And it’s still OKAY!



It’s okay that…

  • I haven’t blogged in a week… I’m not inspired, but I know something will come.

  • I have postpartum hair loss. It has to stop eventually. Right? RIGHT???

  • We still don’t have a sitter for James. We’ve been talking to a few people and my mom is here for 2 weeks so we can focus on finding one!

  • James is growing up.πŸ˜‰ I know, this one really isn’t a problem, but he’s getting SO BIG!

  • Our pediatrician is leaving and we have to find another. There’s another.

  • My paycheck will be much lighter this time around. The time with James was worth it.

  • I haven’t done my eyebrows in a month. My husband still thinks I’m smokin’ hott!πŸ˜‰ (and I plan on doing them soon!)


It’s Monday, but it’s OKAY! Hopefully I’ll get inspired this week and can chat with y’all some! Have a happy MONDAY!

It’s Monday…

…but it’s okay.


I saw this on another page one time, but I can’t remember who it was. If it was you, please let me know so I can give credit!

It’s Monday, but it’s okay…

  • that one of my best friends and James’s awesome baby sitter is moving an hour and a half away. It’s really not THAT far.
  • that we have to find a new sitter! Someone will be there, James is NOT going to go uncared for. Even if I do have to take him to work with me.
  • that my husband just isn’t that great at getting up in the middle of the night to get James back to sleepπŸ™‚ I’m good at it and it doesn’t take that long.
  • that I don’t fit into any of my pre-pregnancy clothes. That will happen.
  • that my house is a mess. A huge mess… But I am trying.
  • that I don’t know what I’m doing with James. I’m at first time mom, it’s to be expected.

It’s Monday, but it’s okay! How’s your Monday going?

Two Months Later…

… Baby James is now 3 months old. Three whole entire months!! Where did the time go? I am now back at work and James is at a sitters (hey Desiree!) house.

I can’t lie. I enjoy having a little break from the little man, but it’s too long. I miss him. I wish I were home with him. When I WAS home with him, it was a time of learning him (which, I will continue to do). But I was exhausted and I don’t feel like I fully enjoyed my time with him. He likes to eat… A lot. Like, a lot a lot.πŸ™‚

I hope to put up some fun photos soon. John got me a MacAir for my birthday and I’m still learning how to use the photo program. I’m not afraid to say I’m a little intimidated!

Until I can get my head back on straight (it’s spinning like mad with TONS of ideas)… Here’s a pic of James (and me… but he’s the cute one!)

James and Mommy

James Chase Queen

Now that James has reached his one month marker and I have found some time to type (!), I thought I’d start sharing how he made his way into this world…

Sunday night at 6pm, John and I drove to Glenwood because after a Dr Pepper, nap, and bath I wasn’t feeling James move. So we wanted to make sure everything was okay.

When we got there, I was hooked up to a fetal monitor and contraction monitor. The first contraction, James’ heart rate went down. I also couldn’t feel the contraction. Apparently you can have contractions on only one side AND not know they are contractions. There was also a monitor to track his movements and I was to click a button when I felt them.

I never felt them.

I closed my eyes to try and concentrate on feeling him move. It wasn’t until the nurse gave me ice chips and ice water that I felt him. He never did like the ice from Sonic, always moving “away” from it. The goal was for me to feel him 3 times in 15 minutes. It didn’t happen until she gave me the ice.

By that time, the nurse had called my doctor to let him know about the heart rate dip. He then decided to keep me overnight for observation. If I didn’t progress on my own by the morning, I would be induced. We were moved into a labor and delivery room and got settled for the night.

Between the lights from outside, the baby blanket heater going off every minute, laying in uncomfortable beds, and me hooked up to all kinds of monitors (including a blood pressure cuff that activated every 15 minutes), we didn’t get much sleep.

SIDE NOTE: Let me tell you about that dang stupid cuff! That thing went off every 15 minutes, with more power than any blood pressure should have. I “jokingly” asked the nurse if the cuff was to prepare me for the contractions. Yes, they hurt THAT bad! When I said this to her, she graciously decided that my blood pressure readings had been fine up to that point and I could have a break. I was able to get some sleep after that.

They came to check me at 445am and I as still only at a 1.5cm. I was told I’d be induced at 6am. At 620am, they started the pitocin. The sweet nurse that had to put in my IV had a hard time because I have “tiny, wiggly veins.” She did the left hand, then the right hand, and finally called in another nurse. She was able to get the IV in my right wrist on the side. That was miserable. Mis. Er. Ab. Le. Of course, John had to hold my hand through it all.

Once the IV started, we waited. And waited. And Waited… We entertained ourselves and John watched the contraction monitors for me since I still couldn’t feel them. John’s parents showed up not long after the IV started, then my mom.

I continued to be checked and monitored. At 1030am, my doctor came to break my waters. He checked my dilation (I was at a 5) and WOOSH, my waters were broken. TMI: It really feels like you’re peeing…

The doctor then asked if he could get my anything and I told him a steak would be nice. He said I could have one after this was all over. (On a completely unrelated note… My sweet in-laws cooked steak when we got home)

The contractions got a lot more intense from then on. John was such a blessing for those. He had found Bible verses on suffering and endurance. During each contraction, he would repeat a verse over and over until the contraction subsided. John also was able to pull up the app for our church songs and we alternated between verses and songs. Eventually, I was able to say some of the verses with John to help me through the contractions. Once I was able to do that, we subbed James’ name where it was appropriate. That was the most beautiful and helpful thing for me.


Baby Names

I don’t think we’ve officially put out Baby Queen’s name on the interwebs yet… We’ve told a lot of people, but we haven’t told YOU!

Drum Roll Please….

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Our precious little one will be named James Chase.

As we’ve told others, we reserve the right to change his name.πŸ˜‰ We love James Chase, but we are not above changing it if he’s born and we just can’t help but think that he doesn’t “look” like a James Chase.

We are looking forward to meeting him in about 4 weeks! Lots to do until then!

35 Weeks!

I was out of commission the past two days:


I woke up Monday morning at 630am with terrible aches and pains. Cut to 9am… John has called out of work, I’ve emailed out, and we’re headed to the baby doctor. I totally embarrass myself there (poor thing had to borrow a pair of pants from a nurse!) but according to my sweet husband, I took it all like a champ and acted “very adult”πŸ™‚

Turns out I had “the bug” that’s been going around. Wracking my brain, I can’t think of where I got it from, but luckily it only lasted Monday. I still wasn’t feeling well and had a low grade fever Monday night at 10p, so we headed to the hospital to be sure I was really not dying. Turns out I was just really dehydrated, because that happens with a stomach bug, so I got two liters of fluids, an antibiotic, and some Tylenol. I spent Tuesday in recovery mode. Resting and drinking lots of fluids and eating nothing but saltines.

I’m happy to say that I’m not dying, Baby Queen is perfectly healthy, I surprised the nurse by returning her pants at my appointment today, and I can eat solid foods again.

Also, I am officially 35 weeks 4 days today. That means we have approximately 4 weeks until Baby Queen is due to arrive. Four Weeks. Oh my….


My hair is looking a mess, but it was the best photo I could get, so it’s what we’re dealing with. That’s kinda what happens when I put my hair up all day and only take it down for pictures!πŸ˜‰ It is so dang HOT in my building. We have few walls that go to the ceiling, so the AC has to work extra hard to cool the whole building.

BREAKING NEWS: It’s Lola’s Birthday!! She is officially a year old today! My little Lola –

Yeah, this sweet thing - at 7 weeks...

Yeah, this sweet thing – at 7 weeks…

– is now 73 pounds. John just called me to let me know what the vet had to say about her whining and being defiant all of a sudden (she can sense the change in the house and doesn’t like it). My sweet little Lola, little 5 pounds when we got her Lola, is now a whopping 73 pounds. **Sniff sniff** They grow so fast.

Here she is at 6 weeks (the day we got her), 6 months, and 1 year:

She doesn't like it as much, but John still picks her up like this!

She doesn’t like it as much, but John still picks her up like this!

Happy Birthday Lola! Please don’t be jealous you’re getting a little brother soon! You’ll always be our baby! We love you.πŸ™‚

Diamond Candles – My My My….

Wowzers. I never thought I’d be the one to get into a confrontation over the internet with a complete stranger. Make that a few complete strangers. One of which made herself the brutal antagonist of the post. I’ll let you figure out which one she is.

After wondering why my candle was halfway burned down and I had yet to find the special foil package containing a ring, I search their FAQ for “What if my candle doesn’t have a ring?” Much to my surprise, the candle John so lovingly picked out for me did not contain a ring. BY DESIGN. What’s that you say? A company called “Diamond Candle” with a tag line of “A Ring in Every Candle” doesn’t, in fact, have a ring in every candle??? Yes.

This is a copy of the dialog from my posting on Diamond Candles Facebook page. Because of the length, I had to put it into Word to get everything in – You’ll need to click on the picture to see full text

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Wow. Superfans! If you didn’t realize it, Jennifer was our brutal antagonist. I know you can’t see it, but what Jennifer posted at the end was screen shots from my PERSONAL Facebook page. This prompted me to check my privacy settings because I was under the impression my settings were for Friends Only. Thanks for changing them Facebook…

I believe I was still tactful in the face of adversity! I am not looking for a refund or a free candle or a discount for another candle or ANY type of compensation. I am (now) fully aware that the Classic Candles DO NOT come with any fun surprises. That’s the “policy” so to say, and I respect that. I just wanted to let Diamond Candle know that it apparently isn’t as clear as they think. I will not be ordering another candle from them in the future and that is my choice.

I am (almost) 33 weeks pregnant. Yesterday at my appointment I got worked up telling the receptionists and nurses about an experience I’ve had recently and my blood pressure read the highest it’s ever read in my medical history. I’ve never had a reading of anything but “normal”. I could feel my pressure rising with this post to Diamond Candles. At this point in the “conversation” I turned off notifications and blocked Jennifer from my Facebook experience.

As of posting, I have not heard from Diamond Candles, and don’t expect to. I will not delete the post on their site (they, of course, are free to do so) because I feelΒ I should not have to delete it just because some people are hiding behind their computers. Everything I’ve posted I would say to someone’s face, I doubt she would say those things to mine. I will not look at the posting again though, for my own health.

Like I said, I am not one to get into a confrontation over the internet with a complete stranger. Some people feed off of that, they need it. Luckily for me, my self-worth does not come from validation from internet people, otherwise my feelings would certainly be hurt badly!

Thank you for all the people that stuck up for me. You are wonderful internet people.πŸ™‚

Thank you Sweetie for the kind and thoughtful gift. It makes my heart happy that you thought all the way back to last year when I said I’d enjoy a Diamond Candle. We’ve learned our lesson and will be purchasing Yankee Candle from here on out! They’re cheaper and smell better to boot!πŸ˜‰






* I apologize for any formatting errors. It was difficult to get those pictures where I wanted them!

Let the Record Show…

I got my records from my doctor and… whoops. Turns out according to the “official record” I’m 31 weeks this week. Also, apparently I’ve only gained 9 lbs (I can tell you that’s not true) and have had a previous pregnancy. Hmmm… who is taking these notes?

With that in mind, here is my “weekly” photo, starting over at 31 weeks to stay on track. Gah, who knows how many weeks I am?

31w revised

On another, unrelated, note… Happy Valentines Day! It’s been pretty funny reading through all the Valentine’s posts on Facebook. They range from, “Valentine’s Day is so stupid…” to “OMG, look what so-and-so got me!” Personally, I feel like you should show the ones you love that you love them every day. However, I do believe Valentines Day is a good day that’s set apart as a day to celebrate that love.

John planned something for today, but plans have slightly changed. A few weeks back we lost a very dear friend. This morning, her husband text John to ask if we would like to go to his house for dessert. So our Valentines Day will be spent celebrating our love for this couple and their love for us. Does that make it any less special? No. We’re just going to celebrate our love for each other tomorrow! Which works out perfectly actually, as my gift hasn’t come in the mail.πŸ™‚ Hopefully John can wait and not peak at his (sitting in plain sight in the kitchen!)

John did surprise me with some beautiful flowers yesterday. On Thursdays he goes into work late, so after I went to work, he went to the grocery store to pick up a few staples. I came home from lunch to find these on the kitchen table:


John would like for it to be known that there was no filter applied to this photo. They are just that beautiful! They certainly brightened up my day!

So whether you have an official Valentine or not, don’t hate on Valentines Day. Use it as a special day to make sure you tell the ones you love how much you love them. Because even if you think Valentines Day is stupid and we should tell those we love that we love them every day, think about how often you really do that.

Happy Valentines Day from me to you!

Hello, I’m a Pin-Head


Starting [yesterday] I’ve been deleting things from my Pinterest. Why? Because. If I can’t nest at home, I’ll nest at work.

Here’s a list of my boards and how many pins are on each:

  1. Ah ha ha ha – 34
  2. Babies, Babies, Babies – 55
  3. Books – 6
  4. Breaking of the Fast – 21
  5. Dream House – 54
  6. Fairview – 15
  7. Fairview House – 76
  8. Healthy Food – 36
  9. Holidays – 6
  10. Home Office – 23
  11. Inspiration – 17
  12. It can Happen – 67
  13. It’s Apparent You’re a Parent – 165
  14. No definite aim or purpose – 189
  15. Paparazzi – 50
  16. Decor – 14
  17. Par-TAY – 36
  18. PIN there, Done that – 8
  19. Potential gifts – 205
  20. Pretties – 22
  21. Reality House – 93
  22. Recipes to try – 148
  23. Slugs and Snails – 5
  24. Sugar and Spice – 23
  25. The Sweet Stuff – 57
  26. Then Comes Marriage – 53
  27. Baby Queen – 183
  28. Baby Photos – 0
  29. Silhouette – 3
  30. Super Secret Gifts – 73
  31. Gender – 20

Good Night! If you actually read though the list, thanks. If you skimmed it, you’ll find that I have a few different boards that can be combined and questionable pinning thoughts…

For example: Why do I have 2 Fairview boards?? Fairview is the street I live on. These are pins that are ideas for renovations/projects for this house.

So I will be going though and narrowing down my pins/boards to things that I am actually going to make/do. This doesn’t mean I’ll only always ever pin things in this manner. I’ll probably have to do another Pinterest clean-up soon, but it’s a start!


Where would I be….

… without my mother?

Me and Mom

Isn’t she beautiful? This is from my high school graduation.

Well, I wouldn’t be here. That’s for sure.

But also… who else would drop what she’s doing, buy a last minute (2 weeks out) plane ticket to a podunk airport, ride a little puddle jumper to come see me for 2 whole weeks and help me work on my house while my husband and I are at work???

My mother. That’s who.


Is she not the cutest? She’s the cutest. In the whole world.

She came in on Friday, the 17th and she won’t be leaving until Friday, the 31st. When she got in on the 17th, she was ready to work. I had to force her to not work until Saturday. So that’s what “we’ve” been doing. She’s been working on our house to make it Baby-Ready and we’ve been working. It’s really nice to have her here. Not just because she’s a hard worker, but because she’s awesome.


We emptied out all the kitchen cabinets. ALL. This actually isn’t even all of it, some of it’s in a bookshelf in the front room. The kitchen cabinets needed to be painted, so they had to be emptied. While we had everything out, we went through it all to decide what we needed and what we never-ever-ever used or thought we would use. We’ve got a whole box full of stuffs to get rid of!

Then in true Diana fashion, she got to work!


She’s like the energizer bunny y’all. I took this photo right before I went to bed. The next morning, this is what I woke up to:

She's a beast!

She’s a beast!

She had already started painting!! Keep in mind that I went to bed around 11p and woke up at 7:15a for work.

Side note: She also painted the kitchen the last time she was at my house. Remember the red?

Realtor Photo

Realtor Photo

I missed my 29 week photo because I took a half day to pick mom up. Technically I’m still 29 weeks today, so here you go:

29 weeks