Fridays

Well like I have said this has been a more emotional pregnancy than before. There is definitely a recurring theme....Fridays. For some reason it seems like Friday is my breaking down day. I'm not sure if it is just that I am so tired from the whole week or what it is, but it is definitely the day I turn crazy!

Two Fridays ago was the first day that Zach was gone to Jamaica for his brother's wedding. I was doing good most of the day, but then around 6:30pm it all came crashing down. Zach had called and we were trying to skype. Let me first say that I hate skype so I wasn't thrilled about it, but I wanted Zach to see Chloe and Chloe to see Zach while he was gone. We got it all set up and then it kept freezing which made me frustrated. So after Chloe said Hi I decided to just quit Skype and talk to Zach on the phone. Right when I called Zach back my mom came home so she could play with Chloe. This all seemed great, except my phone conversation was cut short by the pizza man. Mom and I had ordered pizza and it wasn't suppose to be here for another half hour or so, but it was early. Normally I would be happy but I was sad I had to end my conversation with Zach. So I slowly got up to go get the pizza and then I heard my mom call out for Daisy. I flew down the stairs threw the gate on the floor and ran out the door. Mom and Chloe were talking with the pizza guy, Buster was in the yard and Daisy was no where to be found.

My mom said she went to the right. It was dark out so I couldn't see her. I put my hands in the air to try to figure out which was was right but I was just so overwhelmed I couldn't figure out if the L meant left or right...I know I know you are thinking how crazy that was.
So I asked...in a crazy lady panic voice to just point. She pointed to the right and this crazy big pregnant lady started running (a slow run) down the road. A few houses down there was Daisy. A family was outside and Daisy went right over to them. So after saying thank you to the family for holding Daisy this big pregnant lady tried to hold on to her 110 pound dog and drag her back to the house. Any by drag I mean Daisy was dragging me! We got back to the house and I put the pizza on the table and just started crying. I was just so overwhelmed with the last 15 minutes that I just couldn't take it and cried because that is all I could do.

The next day I was telling my sister about this and we were laughing at it with my mom. Crazy Friday pregnant Jenna had gone to bed and had a good night sleep and realized how silly it all was. Mom said she heard the loud footsteps running down the stairs and the gate crashing to the floor. She thought she was in deep trouble, but she wasn't. I never thought or blamed mom because Daisy doesn't normally run out and we got Daisy back so no big deal. We had a good long laugh.

This last Friday nothing too terrible happened, but by about 8pm I was done. I was in bed by 8:30pm and didn't wake up until 7:30am today. Before I had gone to bed I told Zach that I just needed to go to bed because I had the Friday pregnancy grumpies and just needed to sleep it off. So Saturday came around and I was back to happy pregnant lady. At least it is predictable :)

New Developments

There have been quite a few new developments with Chloe. She is 15 months now and we went to the doctor this past Monday for her check up. She weighs 20 pounds and is about 30 inches long. The check up went good and her doctor said she was perfect. My big concern was that Chloe wasn't really walking. She would hold on to everything and walk, but just not by herself. Her doctor said that it was nothing to worry about and that it was a sign of intelligence. He said she doesn't want to walk because she doesn't want to fall and hurt herself. I laughed a little and obviously agreed because Chloe is the smartest 15 month old in the world. :) The laugh was more because I think this is her doctor's go to answer. A few months ago my sister was talking to the doctor, the same one as Chloe, and she was talking to him about her son's anxiety. His answer was similar. Anxiety is a sign of high intelligence because he is thinking more into things than most 6 year olds. Obviously as a parent of course I like to hear that my daughter is smart, but I still think that is the doctor's go to answer. Just an answer to stop any worry.

So the next day was Valentine's day. We got the best Valentine's day gift. Chloe started walking on her own on Tuesday! Every Tuesday we go to my sister's house so Chloe can play with her cousin Allie for a few hours. When we were over there Chloe just started walking around. She would walk to get a ball or walk to a toy like she had been doing it forever. Ever since she hasn't stopped. She can't really stand from a sitting position yet without grabbing on to something for help, but she is getting close. As soon as you put her on her feet she is go go go....

So after that excitement we then discovered some new teeth. She has a tooth that has broken through at the top back of her mouth and then we can also see a few other teeth trying to poke through. When my mom was here Chloe had a runny nose and she said maybe Chloe was teething. I thought she was crazy, but now I think she was right.

Chloe also loves raisins now and she loves to have her snack at her own little table. It is really cute. We can just tell her to go to her table and she will go and sit at her chair. We have also been going to the park more often and she loves to go down the slides with her daddy. She goes down a slide climbs back up the stairs and picks a new slide to go down. She smiles the whole way down. When we are at home she has a new toy. We bought her a new chair for her room and it came in a big box. So the box is now Chloe's new play house. She has such an imagination!

Chloe sitting at her own table having a raisin snack.

Chloe's new playhouse

We had a baby doctor appointment this past week too. The heartbeat was great. When my doctor would try to get a reading for the heartbeat the baby would move around and kick so she couldn't get a reading, but it sounded good and she estimated it was about at 150. Zach said it was crazy because while I was laying there he was watching the baby move around and it was like an alien trying to get out of my body. He has felt it before, but I think the fact that I was laying down made it look even more like an alien. The other thing we found out was that the baby is NOT head down yet. The baby should be head down by 36 weeks so he has 2 more weeks to make the turn. I'm hoping that he down turn head down because I do not need to worry about that for the next 5 1/2 weeks!