Sh*t my husband says.

Anyone else have a weird spouse? Well, I for sure have a strange one. Over the years I am still asking myself, "what the heck is this man talking about?!" I can't go anywhere without this man asking or saying ridiculous things. So over the past week I've jotted down my favorite quotes from the man himself. 

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While in a Target Parking lot: "Red trash... Why did I say red trash... A red neck that's trashy??"

(I was reading an email and have no clue what the heck he was even rambling about. It was just super funny to randomly hear.)

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While sitting on the sofa: "I stepped on a rubber ducky and thought it was a mouse."

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While driving and seeing a moving truck drive by: 

Dillon: "We could call them" [two men and a truck]

Me: "Yeah we could"

Dillon: "Or we could call two marines."

Me: "Ooh or college hunks"

Dillon: "Yeah... Wait no."

While casually talking to each other: 

Me: "I need a new phone case."

Dillon: *Aggressive tone and face* "OKAY. DID YOU LOOK ON GROUPON?"

This man is obsessed with groupon goods lately..

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While driving:

*Tantrum* "I HATE WAITING. WAITING IS NO LONGER IN MY VOCABULARY. I won't make a marine wait again. 'Oh your pay is messed up? SIT DOWN.'"

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While shopping at lowes: 

Me: "The exit is right there."

Dillon: "You mean salad?" [salida]

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Me: "Why would I go to target and the mall with the kids alone?"

Dillon: "Because you're Chelsea and you like going to target."

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I jotted this down because he is actually sweet sometimes:

(We were in a chic fil a parking lot)

Me:"Did you get ketchup?"

Dillon:"I got barbecue"

Me: "Hmm"

Dillon: "Do you want me to go back inside and get you some?"

Me: "Would that be a hassle?"

Dillon: "Nothing is a hassle for you."

I have a weird kid too.

Me: "Are you hungry?"

Opal: "Noooo"

Dillon: "Want chicken nuggets?"

Opal: "No"

Me: "French fries?"

Opal: "Yeah!"

Aren't toddlers the funniest? French fries are always a hit, right?

Now back to Dillon. 

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We were driving to New Jersey and saw a
kid consignment store that I wanted to go into but it was 6 am.

Me: "I wish they were open."

Dillon: "I don't, you'd probably make me stop."

Me: "I would! When's the next time I'm gonna get to go there?!"

Dillon: "Probably this afternoon on our way home."

*driving fast leaving the toll booth*

"This is when you kick it."

^^what the heck does that mean?^^

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*driving past sign for New York.

Dillon: "Well babe, I guess we are going to New York.... Or as the people there say, York."

Me: "Nobody calls it York."

Dillon: "Well the people from New Jersey call it jersey."

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"This is a pretty good place to play hide and seek." *pointing to forest*

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At a Denny's in New Jersey:

Dillon: "That lady's name is Beat Rice. What a horrible name." 

Me: ".....you mean Beatrice?"

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I mentioned how my tank top kept going really low and showing my bra:

Dillon: "It's like your shirt is playing limbo. 'How low can you go...!'" *proceeds to shimmy*

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"Are boogers biodegradable?"

I hope you have a weekend filled with fun!

We are spending our weekend packing and cleaning before the movers get here on Tuesday!

It is finally time to leave DC for good!!

:-)

xoxo, Chels.

My pregnancy at 29 weeks.

As I type this I am sitting at the foot of my bed eating half a bagel topped with mixed berry cream cheese... Oh, and it's about to be 3 am. Sigh, I really can't sleep and my hips are hurting so darn bad!! I got this uncontrollable urge to eat a bagel while I was using the restroom for the 5th time tonight... This is pregnancy at its realist. I don't even feel bad.

I was actually once a sleeper. I slept peacefully every night... But then I had my daughter. And I haven't had a regular night's rest since.. What was I thinking when I decided I was ready for #2?! I know, I know... That they're so amazing I had to have another! Some day I will sleep and this will all have been worth it. It is worth it. Even with Opal waking up an hour after I lay her in her crib like clockwork. And then, when she cries in her sleep because of teething and growing pains and bangs her little noggin into my mouth or forehead... All while my hubby is sound asleep snoring 2 ft away from me. #mommyneedsavacation #imsotired #buticantsleepbecauseimpregnant

I hope you guys can read between my rant that is drowning in dry sarcasm and see that I'm just kidding. Well, not about the hashtags! Those are serious business. :-) 

I finally got all of my insurance sorted out and saw my OB not too long ago and was told I can attempt a VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean). I am so excited that I look up successful VBAC stories daily and read them like they're game plans or something. I just feel so empowered through the experiences of other c-section mamas finally getting to do things the natural way. Its inspiring!

Next week I see my OB again for my 30 week check up, and will ask her some questions about it all.
I'm confident I will be alright as long as he isn't sunny side up like Opal was. I just don't think I could do it all again just to end up in a c-section. Which would suck and is pretty much not what I want at all. I hated the healing process, how long it took for me to be able to do just about anything alone, the trapped gas in my chest that made me feel like I was dying -literally. It was all torturous. I'd give anything to be able to go to the hospital, push a couple times, and have my baby born.. Then leave the next day. My week long stay last time was also a nightmare. Oh gosh, okay I'll stop rambling about that.

Anyway, my pregnancy is going by fast. Too fast if you ask me, ONLY because we're not ready for our PCS move... Or possible EAS move. We still have yet to hear back from the AR program that my husband applied for. Waiting game has been so dreadful for us the past 10 months. Sometimes the military life is really hard and really sucks. But, it is what it is, right?

Well, here's to being tired and stressed! xoxo, Chelsea.

-Here are some belly shots from my phone, don't wanna forget these gems down the road.-

Dad's take on breastfeeding! -Dillon

To start off my "World breastfeeding week" series I wanted to interview my husband on his side of this journey. I gave him 4 questions and he emailed me the following answers:


Question One: What were your expectations of breastfeeding while we were still pregnant?

His answer:

"When my wife first told me that she wanted to breastfeed Opal, I was excited. As a husband and soon to be father, I was rejoicing at the fact that my wife wanted to save money just like I did! Expectations were at an all time high. Weeks and days before the birth I was just thinking, "I'm going to be rich! I don't need to buy formula or anything!" The thought was that life was going to be easy, (well as easy as possible with a newborn baby during the winter months of DC). I can remember the first night in the hospital with Opal trying to get her to latch on and I was thinking to myself,  "are you sure you want to breast feed?!" Thankfully though, Opal stopped being stubborn and realized that if she didn't eat that she was going to be hungry. I can safely and confidently say that I'm proud of my wife for sticking with breastfeeding and couldn't be more thankful for it."

Question Two: What was the reality of the first couple of months?

His answer:

"Reality set in quickly as stated before, when we were up for a whole night listening to her scream for milk! Even though we could officially call ourselves "parents" we were more lost than a chicken with its head cut off. It wasn't until the second day with Opal, that we were getting the hang of breastfeeding. We were incredibly blessed when a Lactation Consultant talked to Chelsea and helped with her engorged breasts. She confirmed that even though the first couple of days would suck, if we kept up with nursing our baby girl she would grow fast, learn quicker, and be smarter. Over the months to pass I would come to love that lady for her advise and admire my wife for her total dedication to helping our daughter be the best she could be. I got to see my daughter say her first "papa" and "mama", be able to sit on her own, and grow taller. She did all these things before kids her own age got the chance to even do half of that stuff. I can honestly accredit it all to my wife. It's because of her restless nights, drained afternoons, and early mornings that my daughter is as smart as she is now."

Question Three: What do you wish you knew then, that you know now? 

 "I now know that mother's produce milk because it's what God designed BOOBS for!"

His full answer:


"When I was first learning about breastfeeding, I thought of it as a cheap way of feeding my daughter. I now know that mother's produce milk because it's what God designed BOOBS for! Guys, if you didn't know, you do now. I am also blessed with the knowledge that if your wife is going to breastfeed you will NEED milk storage bags and need to make sure you put these in the fridge as soon as possible... because if you don't, you will regret it. Guys, also remember a key saying that my dad taught me... "Happy wife, happy life". Remember those words when you don't want to do something but your wife needs it done!

Question four: What advice would you give to new or expecting breastfeeding fathers?

His answer:

"What would I tell you dads-to-be? Honestly, suck it up and learn how to feed your child with the breast milk your wife recently pumped. Give her some rest, because she will truly need it."

-Dillon Gonzalez (Chelsea's Husband)

I want to say a HUGE thankyou to my wonderful husband for participating in this post! I hope you ladies share with the men in your life.

Good luck, xoxo.