:::throws confetti in the air:::

Today officially marks the day that I enter my third and last trimester!!!

I see my new doctor on the 7th and I hope she confirms that "medically" I'm as healthy as I feel. Perhaps it's because I felt so icky with the puking for so long, but I'm totally enjoying this part of being pregnant! Aside from a few occasional painful leg cramps, and some minor back discomfort, I might just be the freaking picture of pregnancy health.

Jack is moving around a TON these days, and still seems to respond the most when we're watching something with action. Last night we were lying in bed and Troy was watching Planet Earth. I wasn't watching the TV but could feel Jack moving around like a fiend. I asked Troy if a cheetah was chasing something or something suspenseful was about to happen because "JB" (as my father-in-law calls him) was going to crazy. Even if we didn't have an ultrasound to confirm this kiddo was a boy, just his love of action movies would have given it away for me.

Goonie has a name, and I'm living like a refugee

I am proud to announce that Mr. Goonie finally has a name! Ladies and Gentleman, as of now, Goonie is officially "Jack Barry (last name)". Jack after my dad, and Barry after Troy's dad. We are blessed to have such awesome men in our lives to name our little guy after! We asked them both for Christmas if we could use them as a namesake, and I dare say both were quite pleased.

As of now, Troy and I are still living like refugees in his parent's house. They're absolutely amazing and so fun to hang out with, but it's time for us to have our own place...you know since we actually do pay rent on a freaking apartment!

The city still hasn't reopened the hill to our new place, but the road is technically driveable. Our moving truck is somewhere in Portland and we'll hopefully get it Tuesday at the latest (fingers freaking crossed). Our new bed and couch are another matter...

We were at the apartment yesterday for our scheduled delivery from Macy's of our brand spanking new (and quite expensive...argh) bed and couch. The driver tried to pull in to our driveway ONCE, decided it was too hard and chose to drive away with my furniture in his truck. I was in tears because I'm so frustrated about the lack of movement with our stuff! I know stuff isn't everything, but at least with our bed, we could actually physically live in our new apartment. Please keep us in your thoughts that we'll get our stuff before this kid is born!

And on another note, Christmas was absolutely amazing. We spent the morning with Troy's family, and the afternoon at my sister's. It's so nice to be home with our family and able to enjoy the holidays with them.

Much delayed belly photo

Let's call this one the 25/26 week belly pix. Taken tonight in front of my amazing in-law's tree tonight after a delicious dinner of chicken and dumplings...mmmm cold weather comfort food!

So apparently I'm preparing for labor in my sleep

Troy said that the first night we were staying in a hotel on our road trip I yelled out something totally that didn't make sense. When he asked me why I was screaming I apparently said "I'm getting ready to freaking pop the baby out".

Even in my sleep, I'm super classy.

What our drive home, and Harry Potter have in common...

...both have characteristics that are never to be spoken of or mentioned again. I won't go in to the details, but it took us 4 days to get home for what is ordinarily an 18 hr drive. And anyone who knows my level of patience knows that I was sooooo loving that. NOT.

We're home safely, but are currently stay with Troy's parents because 1) the city closed the hill to our new apartment 2) Macy's couldn't deliver our new bed because of the weather and 3) our moving truck is delayed until early next week because of the weather...

We're snuggled in at Troy's parents so it could be much much worse. Plus we had all the Christmas presents in the cars with us so we're very thankful that if everyone can celebrate Christmas together, we at least have their gifts!

(The inlaws driveway)

Trip details

We're leaving LA today around noon (fingers crossed). Because of the horrible weather in Oregon and southwest Washington on I-5, we're making alternate plans.

We're headed up I-5 and will hop over to the 580 and stay in San Francisco tonight with a friend that I work with. Tomorrow we'll get on the 101 and head up the coast to avoid any weather hazards.

Because the 101 is much slower and takes a lot longer, we probably won't roll in to home until Friday ish.

Please keep us in your prayers for a safe journey!

A random clusterfuck of a post

Today is moving day! The truck has been delivered and the movers come around 2 pm to pack us up. Here is a small list of things that I won't miss about Los Angeles:

• the fact that our 1940's apartment was built without insulation or double paned windows. I love the charm of our apartment, but not that it was 46 degrees INSIDE this morning when we woke up. Also, it rained yesterday and shorted out our breaker box leaving us without overhead lighting and only 2 working outlets in pretty much the whole apartment. The electrician couldn't come until this morning, so we've had my grandmother's very lovely table lamp in our bathroom so that we can pee and shower with some sort of light.
• the fact that despite living in a REALLY good neighborhood, we woke up this morning to realize that someone had stolen our freaking rope that Troy used to rope off a spot on the street for the moving truck to park. Yes, seriously, they stole a 15 ft piece of rope.
• the fact that our methhead neighbor's gardener stuck his head in our open front door this morning while I was alone in the apartment, looked right at me and said "I here for lady". Turns out he was looking for Lady McMeth next door, and she told him she was in our backyard. Ok, why don't you go buy some more Sudafed and car battery you crazy hosebeast.
• the fact that the cable guy just came and picked up my Tivo and we're not leaving until tomorrow morning. I'm near hyperventilation stage. I guess I didn't realize how much I love me some TV.
• the fact that one day when Troy and I were on the beach I offered a homeless guy a sandwich and he asked me: 1) what kind it was (internal thoughts: it's the fucking free kind buddy) 2) if it was dolphin safe after he found out it was tuna, 3) if it was made with vegan mayo, and 4) if I would give him my chips and soda.
• the fact that another homeless man was jacking off in a sleeping bag outside my car one morning when Troy and I went to our favorite breakfast place
• the fact that garbage day starts at 6 am and lasts until 10 am, and I'm fairly certain the sanitation department refuses to oil the trucks just to fuck with us. It's like the gates of hell are opening on garbage day - it's that freaking loud
• the fact that when you call a store and ask to be transferred to another department the person informs you that "I don't speak English" or "I don't know how to use the phone" and just hangs up. (Culver City Target and Costco).
• there are more reasons, but I thought you guys would enjoy these.

I won't miss Los Angeles, but I will miss the amazing friends I have made here. I'll be back in a few weeks for work, but not seeing these people everyday really hurts.