DOG HAIR ARRRRGH

My house is insane.
We've had my MIL and FIL's dog, Love, with us for a week and she sheds as much as my Coco. Except she is bigger, so she has quite a lot more hair to shed! Needless to say our house has a light mat of hair-uh-everywhere. The sunbeams show 1 or 2 BILLION hairs floating lightly through the air. The dogs don't care, Coco and Love are totally BFF's.
I am not really supposed to obsessively clean so... I just sneak around with my swiffer, steam mop and lint roller trying, trying always trying to keep up with the hair.
I have decided to hide in my room until June.

Bed Rest & Pig Flu

It's not that I don't understand why I have to be on bed rest. I know it is not only for my health but keeping the baby in utero is the most important thing I can do at this exact time time in my life. Intellectually, I am well aware of why I am restricted to limited activity.
But. But its so dull.
I have forgotten how picky and high maintenance I am. I guess, since I have only held myself to that high standard (lately), that I decided I was not really high maintenance in the purest sense. I convinced myself I was practically easy-going.
I am not easy going. I am high maintenance.
B swears that I have been getting the terrible headaches as my body's way of slowing me down.
I think he just wants me to quit making him lists of chores and bossing him around.
Furthermore, since I can't work out I am now huge. Seriously ginormous. They are going to have to take me to the hospital to deliver on a flat bed truck like that 1 ton man in Mexico.
Speaking of Mexico B is also worried about the Mexican Swine flu, and has been giving me a ton of advice on how to avoid sick people. Yeah, that's not offensive. Like I'm new.
Whatev.
So here I am... woefully bored, fatter than a puffer fish, and afraid of a pig flu.

Camp Verde Baby Moon Bust

Ugh. Baby Moon on bed rest? I don't recommend it.

We took the dogs which was absolutely stupid. Coco loves to travel and begs to go walking, riding flying, whatev. Sami trembles and has to be touching me or is a total basket case. Coco chills in the Sherpa in the backseat not a peep out of her. Sami threatens to puke at ever slight incline. Not to mention they can be very yappy-barky in unfamiliar situations, which a hotel room definitely is.

There is nothing to do in Camp Verde except gamble at the casino or eat at the casino. I don't gamble and eating is a touch and go situation (at best) at this point.

I have to monitor my blood pressure, because has been trying to creep up. Which I will prevent with sheer force of will. Oh, and I am constantly laying on my left side which cause me to have totally nasty heartburn if I'm not cautious of what I nom. If it were up to the baby I would live on peanut m&m's and pb&j. The ampersand diet by Liam McConaghy!

So I ate cautiously, slept on my left side read a book and waited to have dinner. We spent a fortune on steaks wrapped in bacon (because everything is wrapped in bacon these days). Then I went back to the room to sleep and B played poker. He was out pretty late which was too bad for him as Sami woke us up and kept us at the usual 8am. She doesn't get vacation hours.

We did go to Montezuma Castle on Saturday, but I was being lapped by the elderly and infirm. Oh well. I was impressed by the mechanics of the dwelling but you can't see too much, so it wasn't as informative as I would have liked. And of course the short walk left me wiped out so I had to sleep for 4 hours...

For Easter dinner we had... cactus. Seriously! Batter dipped cactus! It was wonderful. However the entree was surprisingly spicy and I got sick. Which ruined B's dinner. I'm going to be a candidate for the Biggest Loser after I have my baby, he'll be recruited by J Crew. He kept me from crawling back to bed, which no one else on earth could have done, so I have to be grateful. We spent several hours basically rehashing the year. It was so much fun and as usual I was surprised by how crazy in love with my husband I still am.

So while the Baby Moon was not exactly what I had thought it would be, it did give us the chance to have one last just us adventure so I am satisfied.

So Bill gave in and okay'd the plan for a "baby moon". I am so very glad. We are going to Camp Verde, AZ so that we can hike Montezuma Castle, visit the Safari Park and enjoy the beauty of the desert.

Back East we used to go to Atlantic City, NJ once a year. We stayed at the Tropicana and Bill played blackjack (which for him is like zen experience) and I hit the Blue Mercury spa. It was perfect at Easter, because I could sit on the nearly deserted beach and stare out at the Atlantic Ocean and just think. It always made me fully focused and present for a few rare moments. It gave me such a peaceful feeling.

Bill and I were always so close on those trips. We had no real agenda, so we could concentrate on each other. It was such a wonderful way for us to reconnect as a couple.

This year I am hoping to have a similar experience. I am so excited to spend one last carefree weekend together.

Also, since I guess I have given up finding a church that will be the right fit for me, I've taken to worshipping in my own way. It's usually outside surrounded by the beauty the Lord created. I sing when the mood takes me (and the mood takes me quite frequently) and I find in the quiet splendor of nature I feel closer to Heavenly Father than I have felt in years and years.

I guess I am putting alot of pressure on this weekend; I can't wait to see how it works out!

The baby had hiccups on Monday night which gave me the giggles. I feel asleep laughing and dreaming of my little bean.

I love being pregnant.