It’s been a while

I have been trying to post at least twice a week, but I haven’t posted since last Thursday. I had my first Anatomy and Physiology lecture and lab tests today. I have been studying continuously since this past weekend until I took my first test at 7:45am this morning. I’m glad these tests are over. I was so completely stressed out about these tests, it was ridiculous. I guess it’s been way too long since I had to take a test. I’ve never been so nervous to take a test. I think I did pretty well. I know I did better on the lecture test than the lab test, mainly because the lecture test was scantron (ie. Multiple choice) and the lab test was completely fill in the blank, answer/question (terrifying). So glad it’s over.

On the pregnancy front, I am 15 weeks today! I am feeling better overall, not so tired. I even did laundry for the first time since I’ve been pregnant. Boy was Cary happy. J I’m tired right now, but I’m sure it’s because I couldn’t go to sleep last night thinking of things like the cell model, skin model and tissues…etc, etc, etc. I got some good sleep from about 2:30-6am, that was it.

Our house is a disaster right now, well the upstairs anyway. We live in a house that was built in 1920, which means we have plaster walls. The plaster started to peel on our bedroom wall. Cary scraped it, sanded it and patched it. Now, the whole room needs to be painted. The other bedroom upstairs is a “lovely” shade of dark green with a teddy bear border across the middle of the wall (Yes, it’s as pretty as it sounds.) Cary has now removed the border. (It only took us 4 years to tackle this project.) This room also needs to painted. Cary began to paint on Saturday but the paint sprayer kept getting clogged and now both rooms have some white paint on the walls, furniture covered with tarps, and furniture moved to the hallway. I hate living in a chaotic mess. Hopefully something will get finished soon.

Here is my 15 week belly picture:

Also, tomorrow is my birthday! I will be 29! When I say “I’m going to be 29” it reminds me of people who are definitely over the age of 29 but continue to say they are turning 29 every year. I promise this is not the case. I was born in 1981, so you do the math. Next year I will not only be 30, but I will also be a MOTHER…wow, how about that for a double dose of OLD. J