Highs and Lows (this is a long one!)

Highs:

I have a sub, I have a sub, I have a sub hey-hey hey-hey! I am so excited! You don't knooooowwww what a huge relief this is for me! Plus I really like this lady and she has common sense! Woo-hoo! It's all coming together! Now I can stop writing lesson plans and instructions for a retarded monkey to take over my room...she's a real human, normal , sane woman!

I went back to the Dr. yesterday and he said that Reegan has REALLY dropped and I have REALLY thinned out...he sounded almost surprised about it! (doesn't he do this for a living? nothing should shock him...HMMMM...Is he REALLY a Dr.?)

Koby got a new truck! It's Preeeettttttyyyy! I know I shouldn't say a truck is pretty....its MANLY! (But it really is pretty!) It has some ghetto tires and rims on it, but he's gonna get rid of those. It is definitely a big boy truck. If you're not careful getting out of it you'll fall out!

Lows:

Now onto my terrifying morning. Annie(the older dog) almost killed(no exaggeration) Gus this morning. REALLY I'M NOT KIDDING!

Let me preface this story with the fact that Gus picks and plays at her all the time. To the point that I put tobascco sauce on Annie’s collar the other day so that Gus would quit chewing on it and ripping it off her neck. But Annie is always a good sport about him just being a puppy.

They were out in the back yard playing, I was hauling all of my school stuff to the car, and I heard this horrible screeching wounded animal sound. I just assumed that they had nabbed a cat in the yard, but when it didn't stop in a couple of seconds I went out the garage door to see what was going on. Annie had Gus by the jugular...Gus was upside down on the ground curled up in the fetal position SCREAMING (it sounded like one of Koby's predator calls...it was a HORRIBLE pathetic sound). Annie had the top part of his body lifted off the ground growling as her jaws were clinched tightly in his neck........I immediately start screaming at Annie...nothing....my arms are full of stuff and I drop everything as I am running towards them still screaming....no change Gus is still screaming...not dog sounds....SCREAMING! I get there assuming that when I get close Annie will let go....no change....I drop to my knees in the mud and still yelling at her in the meanest loudest voice I have and try to pry Annie's death grip off of Gus's throat. As I'm sitting there with both hands around Annie's jaw trying to open it with every bit of strength I have(Still yelling at her) All I could think about was what if I'm not strong enough to get her off and she kills him. Koby said later that I should have hit her and she might have let go....but at that point I didn't want ot let go of her top or bottom jaw....I was CERTAIN she would kill him if I lost my grip. It took me a good 30 seconds to pry Annie's jaws apart with my hands (I'm still yelling-Gus is still screaming). I don't know if Annie ever let go or if I just pried her teeth apart enough to get Gus free.

I have never felt so HELPLESS or scared in my ENTIRE 28 year LIFE! There is NOO DOUBT in my mind that if I hadn't been there Gus would be dead.

Anyway, both are still alive. Gus is at my Granddads this morning for supervision. After all that I couldn't just put him in his kennel and HOPE that he was ok and leave for 8 hours.

Annie knew as soon as she let go that she had screwed up (believe it or not that was BEFORE I beat her). I don't know what happened that made her snap like that. Even if Gus did piss her off somehow, she can't just snap! What if she did that to Reegan? I know it's probably not very likely...but what if?

If this morning didn’t put me into labor…nothing will!

My Wonderful Boys!

Gus The Wonder Dog:
This is a really old picture of Gus...actually it's not that old...it was July... he's just grown a massive 30 pounds since then!

Onto my point...Gus is a Champion!

Over the weekend we saw Koby's aunt Janie who breeds and trains really awesome expensive champion dogs. (Rewind: when Koby bought Gus we got some paperwork with him about his blood line, but not all of it. Anyway the guy said that Gus's mom was a Certified Master Hunter and his Dad was a National Field Trial Champion. It all sounded good...we just hoped it was true) They started talking about Gus...yadda, yadda, yadda....ANYWAY, Janie said that if Gus was the dog that they portrayed him to be that some of her dogs would probably be in his blood line. Sooooo we pull out the paper work that we had and there are 5 of Aunt Janie's best, incredible, champion dogs in his family tree, and that's just on his mom's side! Theeeennnn after She insisted that we contact the breeder to get more of his information.....a couple of phone calls later.....we have his dads history, and it's just as great!! Almost every dog on both sides of Gus's family have some sort of championship title....and some are National championships. Oh...they all have something to do with hunting. It's cool!

Like I said Gus is a Champion!!!

Koby has already put pen and paper to it and decided that Gus's net worth is higher than mine, so I now get to sleep in the kennel and Gus gets the bed! Yeah...let's see how well that's gonna work!!!!

So it looks like we might be breeding him. Lets see....we send him off somewhere for a conjugal visit...and we make money....hmmmm....SOUNDS LIKE PROSTITUTION TO ME!!!! Go get 'em Gus!

My Sweet Thoughtful Husband:









(I thought y'all needed 2 pictures!)

Koby gave me an early 'Having Reegan' present. It is a band for the other side of my wedding ring. So, I have my wedding band, engagement band, and now a family band!

He gave it to me on Saturday. He said that with all that was going on that he realized how important 'family' really was and he wanted me to have it early. So of course I'm bawling and about that time all his family walks in the door and is wondering what the big pregnant lady is blubbering about! I proudly and quickly showed them! So I am constantly looking at my hand saying holy s#*t! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE, LOVE, LOVE IT! He's the sweetest husband in the world I tell you!

What a weekend...

Koby's Dad passed away Friday night. Prayers were answered that when the time came he was able to go peacefully in his sleep. 5 of the 6 siblings were present and accounted for when he passed (the last one was contacted but wasn't there by choice). It was nice that they were all able to be right there in his final hours.

And so began the long weekend...it is always emotionally exhausting when someone dies, then add 3-4 days of company(trying to play "The Good Hostess" a little bit), then the 8+ months of pregnancy. Even so, I am still not as tired as Koby is from just being emotionally exhausted.

There were lots of Doc's old friends from Seminole at the funeral, and lots from Robert Lee. Seeing all those people there reminds me what a good man he was. There were also LOTS of Koby's friends at the funeral...many who drove a long way to be there. Some were old friends, college friends, new friends, people he works with, people he does business with, etc. Many of them didn't know Doc or had just met him a few times....they were all there for Koby. THAT makes me proud of my husband! It warms my heart to know that people think so much of Koby that they would travel hours and hours to be there for him during this time.

Now it's just a matter of time before the reality of it all settles in. For me it probably won't be until we all meet back out at Doc's house Labor Day weekend to....well...do the things you do when someone is gone...and get the house ready to sell. I can't imagine what Koby is feeling.

Reegan is doing fine. I think it is irritating her that she has grown so much that she is out of room, so she just kicks harder! Sleeping is difficult...real difficult. Either she is being a busy body, or I have to pee, or I'm hot, or I can't get comfortable...and when everything finally comes together where I can catch a few winks...I have to pee again! Oh well! 3 1/2 weeks left and no purple streatch marks to speak of (yet! knock-knock-knock).

The Doc's

I went to the Dr. yesterday and through his little laugh he said "no baby yet"! Apparently my cervix is VERY long, hard, and it too is curled up in the fetal position! He said maybe the week of Sept 12 - 15 but if everything looks the way it did yesterday it would be the week of the 19-22. He has promised me that he won't let me go past the 24th! I am pretty sure he understands the repercussions of breaking a promise like that!

On the other side of that....my body and physical exhaustion is telling me that I am ready to have her....but the rest of me....isn't quite ready. OKAY, hear me out! I have so much to do between now and then; finishing her room, redoing her closet, putting all her new stuff away and together, writing thank you notes, finding a sub, writing lesson plans, finishing the school website, etc. .....along with the fact that I am scared to death and have no earthly idea what to do with a baby and keep thinking that if I procrastinate having her (HA!) that I will get everything done AND be able to read my "Babies for Dummies" book so that I don't screw her up!.......Ah-Ha.....maybe there is the truth....I'm afraid that I don't know what I'm doing and that I'll screw her up.

If I ALREADY can't get all my stuff done...will that make me a bad teacher, wife AND mother? Right now I can pretty much choose if I want to be a bad teacher or wife on certain days (by what gets pushed to tomorrows To-Do list) ....but I have to be a good mom...and that will take up twice as much time....so am I doomed at being a good teacher and wife? I KNOW, I KNOW there are TONS of people that do it all the time...I just haven't figured out how I AM GOING TO DO IT. I am probably worrying over nothing......

Now onto the other Doctor in my life, my father in law. He is constantly in my prayers throughout the day. He health is diminishing week by week. He HAS had a good life, he HAS helped a lot of people, and he HAS been a great dad, granddad, and father in law! I can't imagine what he is physically, emotionally, and spiritually going through. I just think that MY talks with God about it are long...I can't imagine his...or even Koby's. It makes me want to put up a GIANT billboard and BEG people not to ever, Ever, EVER pick up a cigarette! It is a huge blessing that Doc is sleeping as much as he is....and I continue to pray that he will peacefully go to Heaven during that time. I do REALLY hope that if it is God's will, that he will have the opportunity to meet Reegan....but I also know how much he is suffering now and I could never selfishly pray for that to continue...

Things I Know.....

• I know that I was REALLY tired after the first day of school
• I know that my classroom air conditioner use to be set on 79...Now it's on 72! It's great!
• I know that I am tired of being pregnant...It's been ok until now...But I'm ready to be done!
• I know that I really do like my job
• I know that my favorite student that I taught in 4th grade is now coming to Christoval and is in High School (yeah-yeah I'm not suppose to have favorites!)
• I know that a 17 year old girl is getting induced today and says she'll be back at school by the end of the week. She didn't get induced yesterday because she didn't want to miss the first day of her Senior year!
• I know that I want to die in my sleep....NOT NOW....but when the time comes...I think everyone should get to go to heaven that way.
• I know that high school kids are tootier than middle school kids...and they are always right!
• I know that I don't like leaving Gus in his kennel all day long...but I don't know what else to do with him when it is 100 degrees outside...And he's a digger....I like my yard....
• I know that I have no IDEA who my sub will be when I'm out
• I know that apparently the more free time you have the more $ you spend...according to OUR account anyway
• I know that I should blog more often
• I know that there is a lot to do between now and September 15!
• I know that Koby cooked a wonderful dinner last night ...and the best part was I didn't have to stand on my fat feet and do it!

Hello Everybody!

Wow! Where did the summer go! Teachers start back on Monday, and the students come the next Monday. I can't believe it!

Koby and I have started baby classes. It's kind of a 'Having a Baby 101' Class. Which I need! Last night was our second class. We watched an X rated video of a delivery, saw all the 'tools' that get used during birth, and toured the labor and delivery floor. Is it too late to change my mind about all of this?.....yeah, I thought so. I really am glad to know all of the stuff that they are telling us....I've always done better (in any situation) if I knew what to expect....but...it still doesn't sound like much fun. I know....I know....everyone says it will all be worth it...and I am SURE that it will be....it's jsust getting there that sounds not so fun.

Gus(the puppy) is growing like a weed! He was 27 pounds when we got him a month ago, and he has gained 20lbs since then! He's gonna be a big dude! He sits, fetches, heals on a leash, and kind of stays. One of his favorite things to do lately is to take everything out of his toy basket and kennel one at a time! It winds up being strung out all over the house and he is so proud of himself!

Koby's dad is about the same. Hospice has started visiting him. It is hard to talk about, much less type. No one should have to loose both of their parents before they are 30. Doc has had lots of visitors of family and friends, which wears him out, but he's glad to see everyone. It's always nice to know that there are people around that care!