Aniticipation of Ava's arrival

Well it has been a while since I have blogged...no time, no commitment,not much of anything on my part these days. Pregnancy really takes a lot of a woman. But, the good news is...Friday is the day she will arrive. No more aches and pains or kicks from the inside out. It will only be sleepless nights due to feeding, changing and loving my new baby girl. I am so anxious about her arrival. What will she look like? Will she resemble her Big Sister Taylor? Will she cry for the first 3 months like her Big Sister (haha)? Really?

The other expectation is that I will own my body again. Yes, my body. I will be able to get back in shape or at least breathing normally. Plus, my short little vaca from work is coming at a perfect time. Spring! I will spend as much time with both my little girls as possible.

One other desire I look forward too is....a nice adult drink. Blvd Wheat with Lemon..ahhhh..can not wait...only can have a few because the calories are way too much but just a few is all I need. ummm.

Blessed

Today was a great day! I had a baby shower or a "diaper sprinkle" for my soon to be second baby girl, Ava. I got to be honest that originally I did not want to do one because it was my second child and I didn't wanna seem like I just wanted gifts. However, I did one anyways and I am glad I did. Now I am not one that has many Friends...actually I can count all of them on one hand..funny ...but true. But family I have plenty of. Anyhow, I have friends and family over to my home for lunch and party. Everyone ate and enjoyed themselves even without the baby games. Which for some ridiculous reason I stressed about playing. For the gifts...oh my goodness plenty of diapers, wipes, towels, burp clothes, and onesies. I received so many of these items that I felt overwhelmed and ready to cry. It amazes me how people will give so much even when they don't have much to give. And this is why I feel so blessed. They didn't have to give me so much but they did and for that I am very grateful. I didn't feel the best today because I have been struggling with a 9 month cold and completely exhausted but yet everyone still felt loved and appreciated. And appreciated they were more than words can say! Thank you friends and family..the Jones family is very grateful.

Almost there

Well, I went to one of the few appointments left before my little angel bug arrives. Why at almost 35 yrs old do I still feel like I am asking to many questions or I should already know the answers to what I am asking. It was nice that the doctor said "every pregnancy is different and it is completely normal to be freaking out". Boy did I want to share with her about "freaking out"...I don't know my body anymore, all the aches, pains and uncomfortable twist I feel are signs of being big fat and pregnant or could be big, fat pregnant and signs of getting older either way I don't like it.

But the good part is it is almost time to welcome our little Ava to the world and work on getting back to normal. Time please fly...

Realization

Funny how one day you can just wake up and feel different..maybe it is my age, young age of 34 or experience that just finally arrives, not sure but everything seemed to be clear to me yesterday.
The past 3 weeks have been chaotic to say the least. Spent one of my typical weeks in the Iowa area for work away from the family, a week ago spent traveling with my little sister, mom and daughter to go visit our other sister Anji and family in VA, then this week I have been nursing my little princess after her tonsils were taken out on Monday back to health and trying very hard to hold down my job/career from home. Oh, and dealing with an ex-psychotic friend all the while. It has been a busy and I mean busy 3 weeks.
However, yesterday was an enlightening day for me. I went to lunch with my fav boss and co-workers for our holiday gift exchange. I look forward to time with them because I lack in the friend dept with such a busy life and schedule, so they are it. We get to talk about work, family and laugh out loud. Boy, was I in desperate need of laughter. My boss gave us each a charm for our charm bracelets which she purchased for all of us for a past holiday, the charm had the hotel name for our company and the year we started...mine had the year I began with the company in 2003. I left in 05' to move on with my husbands career but then returned 2007. It was very thoughtful. It was like her telling me you never left. Anyhow, it was a good day.
After several conversations throughout the day..I came home thankful! Why? Because, through all the aggravations, emotional roller coaster rides of the week...there were my ol' faithfuls..Jones, Taylor, Sammie and Dreamer. I laugh because some days during my drive to my home I start to despise coming into the house and knowing lights, camera, action all over again until midnight. But, today..different...it was my moment of realization that I do love my life and family maybe with the busy work of everyday life we forget to stop and remember the small things. Yes, Jones is going to be pacing the floor until the garage door opens and he can welcome me and then quickly retreat to his evening or Taylor needing any of a million things but just wanting them from me, or sometimes Mom lurking from the living room to steal a moment of real not soap opera conversation, or the dog all of sudden appearing to be starving for a bone and oh not to mention the cat that you barely sees you unless he wants you too.
But, I must give credit to a very deranged and unstable ex-friend of mine...she made some really awful statements to and about me this week and I never once fell into her pathetic trap but it did take its toll. I found myself questioning myself..I think it was my hormones and my pregnancy that really did it but none the less her awful words kept me awake. And through it all I prevailed...I rose up from her garbage and had an awakening. I, Sherry Jones have one of the best life's possible..no not perfect..but the best for me in the here and now of my life! The very best part about it..I realized that I can let go of things and people with no obligation of ever really losing anything. There are reasons and seasons for things and I believe people in ones life and Megan you truly were an overdue season...your time has expired in the life of the "Jones".

Home away from home

Hi..me again, day 2 of keeping up with my sister the professional blogger. haha..My little jab at her fun stuff she does.

I am currently in Iowa for the week for work. Again, I am accomplishing so much with getting accounts set up and actually getting to know my clients. But, at night I miss my family. Mostly my little angel bug Taylor. I call her each night and she says "when you coming home mommy?" It is heart wrenching. My typical response is in a few days big girl followed by "what would you like mommy to bring you?" Whenever my husband or I go out of town she always gets a mini b-day style of gifts upon our return. My husband & I talked about this over the weekend that now we are having another little one we are going to need to take stock in the airport stores where 90% of the time his gifts come from and me any local mall. The life of working parents...try to keep yourself going each day because we do it for her and her future. But always try to keep it normal for her. Thank goodness for grandma, our rock when we are traveling.

I have managed to make Iowa my home away from home. I brought my daughter and mother a few weeks ago when I came for the week to Iowa. Both were very sick and I managed to survive the week of work and sick baby and mom. Hence, the reason I did not bring them this week. But, even with them being sick or wearing me completely out in the evening by running around to show them a good time, I loved having my little angel bug crawl in the bed with me.

We are leaving to visit my sister for the week in VA on Friday and I am so excited that I can not contain myself. One week of Taylor playing with her cousins and mommy and aunt Anji teasing aunt Coley and Mom. Yes...fun is on the horizon!

Remembering the Basics..

It has been quite sometime since I have blogged! But, I decided today while on my 2 1/2 hour drive from home to Des Moines that I need to get back to the basics of my life. Not to say that blogging is basic because anyone that knows me, knows that I am a flintstone when it comes to any type of computer applications, blog, fun spots, etc.

Back to Basic for me is remembering to take one day at a time and I can not control anything in life but my reaction to things that happen. So, I am reaching out in hopes to find my good ol' soul again.

I am 6 months pregnant and it feels like I've been pregnant for a year. When you are pregnant for the first time you are terrified and excited about the pregnancy so 10 months or 40 weeks seems entirely too fast (at least until you get to 9 months=)). But, with my second time around I feel like we should be given a "Pregnancy for Idiots" version...haha...seriously maybe only 6 months of pregnancy. Anyhow, it probably goes without saying I am miserable. Not sure why...is it the weight, emotions, work, economy...your guess is as good as mine. I have a huge array of excuses for my not so good disposition but I am running out of people to blame.

I realized today when my sister/bestfriend shared her story with me about a conversation she had with her co-worker about my grumpy and hateful attitude. Immediately, I wanted to say "I do not act that way" but that was little satan sitting on my right shoulder and then the little angel on my left responded in third person to myself "you are a misserable bitch right now". Yes, I have always had mutilpe personalities.. I do not want to make excuses I just want to feel better. Hence, this blog. Remembering the basic and appreciating every part of my life even when it is tough. This too shall pass...and I will have another mini me running around and torturing my husband, now that makes me smile!

Over the hump???

I think I might be over the hump of my all day sickness...this pregnancy is a true test to my friends and families existance within 20 feet of me. Funny but very true. I have been feeling like any moment I will barf right where I stand. However, today seems to be the beginning to normal pregnancy as I remember it. If you call eating a half a bag of Ruffles and an 8oz container of french onion dip at 10:45am at night normal. It is like I am starving...God be easy on the hips and ass for Jones sake.

Anyway, I managed to actually do work today..a full day of work. I attended an evening function at my husbands co-workers house. "play date" if you will. It was fun..talked about how one of the wives stop being a nurse to sell home decorations and how much money and freedom and blah, blah they have. Every bit of my being wanted to pipe in and say "do they serve a huge bowl full of happiness at this place???" Because I need some of what you have..financial freedom, family time, husband loving me because I make lots of money but still haven't quite figured out how to care for myself..diet, sex appeal...ok that is mean but one working woman to another...she can sell that bullshit to someone else.

I have anoher doctors appt tomorrow and I am very excited...I get to go pee in a cup and talk about upcoming test..yippee.

Ok done for the night...I need a vacation and a visit to my sister's house!