Bugged *do not read if your in a good mood*

I feel so bad for my husband, co-workers and mom who get nothing but a B when they get me. Whine, complain, nag, complain. I am so sorry. I need a major attitude adjustment. Or some drugs, legal or not. Or a baseball bat. Seriously.
Most of my problem is at work.
The deal: Yes, I am pregnant. And I know you keep staring at my belly. Just ask. This is what I cannot stand..."So...anything new with you?" I am going to tell you no. This is not new. I have known since before Christmas. "Whats new with your family?" Nothing. Smile. Its even better when I do say "Oh and Im having another baby" and I get "Oh, I know...so and so told me. I just wanted to see if you would tell me." Oh great, nothing like feeling trapped. Unless you are my mom, husband or someone I see other than every 8 weeks, I probably would rather you hear by word of mouth. That way when I am gone for 2 months this fall, you don't go into hair shock and call me at home and ask me to come in early off of maternity leave just for you. (totally DID happen with Hadley.)
Other goodies I have gotten this week:
*Oh your WAY bigger at 6 months this time than you were last time!
*I've stayed home from work all week, I am SO sick. But I really needed my hair done, it makes me feel so much better.
Don't get me wrong. I love doing hair. And I love 80 percent of my clientele. Its the swollen, painfully numb feet, growing varicose veins, heartburn and sweaty boobs together with "Can't you just stay late for me" and "Why are you taking so much time off for maternity leave? Who will do my hair?" or even better "You need to work more" that gets me. I am thinking of charging double for stupid comments. OK, Im done now. I just had to vent. A lot. I feel better.
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Speaking of work...The owner of our salon, Andrea, was diagnosed with MS a couple of years ago. Her brother and sister in law are racing in Harmons Best Dam Bike Ride June 27- 28th for MS and are collecting donations. If you would like to help go HERE. Thank you.
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And this gem: Miss "I do it myself" makes me giggle.

As I type she is walking around "BLAH GROSS" after eating some of the whole bottle of salt she just dumped out. What I get for not paying attention...

Serious Addiction....

This could be bad, even more-so for a gestating woman. Espressos. Lots of them. Our trip to Cali did me in with Brents daily Starbucks ritual, and since we have been back it is all I think about. When and where will I get my next fix...So for lovely Mothers Day what does my hubby do? Enable. He bought an espresso machine. My Dr allows 1 caffeinated beverage a day, so this is hard, but also good...Gives me a limit!

I feel as though I am going crazy. I walk around my house, and I hate everything. The paint, pillows, rugs, garage (if you have seen my dump, oh I mean garage, you would agree) the couch, the direction the house faces, the yard...GRRR! I only have 3.5 month left, and I want a totally new house before this baby comes. Maybe its too much coffee, or nesting, or ADD, but I need some change in this house or I may just burn it down. Oh man, you should see my carpet. At one point, 2 years ago it was tan. Now it is polka-dot. So today...IKEA...it may just hold me over till I get Hadleys room done. Then I will work on the nursery, then the living room. And meanwhile the flower beds...planting and killing a weeks pay in flowers!

Life in our house...pretty routine. Work. Clean. No mommy, PINK cup. PINK straw. PINK bowl. Our 4th wedding anniversary came and went, with dinner, flowers and mini-golf. Sleeping with windows open has left me excited for camping this summer. Sleeping on my crampy sides and achy back have left me dreading camping this summer.

I feel like I am pulling things out of...you know where...to talk about so I will stop...And show you my happiness in phone pictures...
Date night with Dad and Mom...we didn't pay for her to play, but she sat there and made "pekew" noises and killed dinosaurs with Dad. Oh, and I gave her some bangs...not sure how I feel about it yet. Leave it up to me to fret and fret over a simple hairstyle change...
Rainbows.
Flowers from honey. This is after he golfed 2 nights in a row, leaving me home trying not to strangle the toddler, but it still made me blush a little at work, and I'm pretty sure thats why he did it...Found this gem on Facebook, in someone elses pictures. See that chubby lil red head kneeling on the right side? That would be me...Wasn't I cute?

And FINALLY: BABY NAMES. I am hating this. All the ones I love are taken, the ones I am ok with no one else likes, and the ones I don't like all that well Brent LOVES.
Suggestions?
So far I love: (Brent hates)
Campbell (may be taken though) or
Monroe (needs a feminine middle name)

These are OK:
Logan
Pyper
Corrinne

And Brent loves:
Kadence and
Dyllan

Oakley, Afton, Amelia (Milley for short), Emory, Ryann, Sawyer and middle name Anne have all been circling around too, though I dont LOVE anything (except the first two). I almost like Elsie Monroe, but not sure how I feel about Elsie. I think because my name can also be male, and Hadley I have also heard for boys, I have a problem with super girly names. Brent keeps telling me I like boy names, I do think I lean more toward ones that can be both.