Night Chills

Another late nighter... wonderful. I really need to work on getting to bed much earlier. Something came to my mind this evening as I was tidying up around the house. It may sound silly I know, but it's I guess one of my random quirks of the unknown... for some reason, strange no doubt I am afraid of basements at night. Not just any basement, ALL BASEMENTS!! It's been a fear that has lingered with me for as long as I can remember. It's as though my imagination gets the best of me. So while I was cleaning up, I remembered that I never opened all of the doors downstairs, to check and make sure I didn't leave on any lights. Funny that I even contemplated bringing a knife down with me, for why?? I do not know.

I have this memory from my childhood, of a hamster that my sister had who disappeared after my youngest sister left the cage door open by accident. We looked for days, leaving food out for it, but no luck. One night two of my sisters went down into the basement to get a school project when they found the poor little hamster dead on the floor. It turned out that it had fallen through a hole in the floor above to the basement below where it perished. I remember my sisters in tears describing in detail what they found... it's eyes wide, it's mouth open... and the trail of blood it left behind. It chilled me to the bone to hear this, especially being only six years old. But what really topped it all off was when my sister went down stairs to bring up a glass of water, and then came back up in tears. What could have upset her so bad? She explained through sobs that she was on her way to the kitchen, and as she was passing the door to the basement, the door creaked open a crack. She watched in horror as she saw the hamster coming towards her with glowing red eyes, and about ten times it's normal size. It was breathing heavily, and as it walked it's claws picked at the carpet. My sister tried closing her eyes in hopes that the image would go away, but she could still hear it's snarly breath and the claws pulling at the carpet getting closer and closer. It was then that she tore up the stairs in hysterics. At six years old, when I heard this... I had nightmares for ages. We were all so young, and at the age it is hard to tell the difference between what is real and what is in our imaginations. Maybe a small part of that experience is directly related to my fear of basements after hours?

Still very busy, busy, busy

Almost 22 weeks pregnant!! I can hardly believe how quickly the weeks seem to be flying by, especially these last few weeks. The weekend that just past, we threw a bridal shower for my youngest sister Cindy. It turned out amazingly well, and was so much fun to plan. The focus now for this upcoming weekend is the stag and doe.

Easter weekend we will be celebrating my daughter's 5th birthday. My little girl will be 5!!! Where has the time gone, it seems like just yesterday we brought our little bundle of joy home from the hospital, and now we are planning a party for a princess.

I am trying to slow April down, and the funny thing is that it hasn't even started yet. Every weekend is busy, and I'm still trying to figure out where I'm going to squeeze in my dress fittings. Hopefully I will fit into my dress for the big day on April 27th... by then I will be six months along.

Busy, busy, busy

So this week is what I would call a milestone!! 20 Weeks pregnant, that's officially half way there. Abigail's kicks are getting stronger by the day, especially at night, after an entire day of my movement lulling her to sleep, by the time I go to bed it feels like a party is going on in there.

End of March/April are incredibly busy. I am exhausted just thinking about it. I am the maid of honor in my little sister's wedding at the end of April, so weekends are full of planning, preparing, dress fittings, rehearsal dinners and parties. Not to mention in between Rebecca and her cousin Chrysler will be celebrating their 5th birthday only 3 days apart. As much as I am trying to remain enthusiastic about the most important day of my sister's life, I selfishly admit I am dreading missing out on much needed sleep. I know, I know.... I am little bit of a party pooper. And believe me there was a day back in the day when I really enjoyed the night life, but it seems that now I have absolutely no desire whatsoever to stay out past my bedtime.

18 weeks & counting

It's been quite some time since I've blogged, so I thought it's about time I catch up. We finally after many months of anxiously waiting found out that we are expecting another baby girl. We decided on the name 'Abigail Lauren Moquin'. I will never forget the look on Becca's face when we told her that she was going to have a baby sister. It was very exciting news for her.

Officially I am now 18 weeks pregnant, with 22 more weeks to go. I had a doctor's appointment yesterday, and learned I've gained 3 lbs. since my last visit. Again, I have to really watch my sugar intake. I'll admit that I have caved to cravings for sweets lately, so now I need to focus and get back on track. I've been feeling lots of little kicks, getting stronger by the day. It seems as like it was just yesterday that we found out we were expecting, and now we are almost half way through. Time is flying, and July is just around the corner.