Annoyed with a car dealership

So today Andy and I went to look for a van.  We’ve been looking online for some time, and found one that would probably be right for us.  So we went to check it out.  Well it was a shared car with another dealer, and had been picked up the night before.  These guys were really nice and tried to help us find something we’d like just as much in their inventory.  They were really nice, and very helpful.  They knew we were there to buy a car and not waste time because I spoke to someone before going and told him our situation.  They were all just very nice, but we didn’t see anything we really wanted in our price range.

So we went down the road to see if they had anything at another dealership since we were in the area.  They did have some we wanted to look at.  Here is what was annoying.

We looked at the ones we wanted to ask about a guy comes out asks if we need help we request the price on three.  He doesn’t listen well enough to hear past the first two.  He says they are good deals one is 18 and one is 17.  He gets a sales guy out to talk to us and bring the two vans up.  We ask again how much they are.  He says they’re under 20 figure out which one we like and he’ll make us a deal.  We say we have a loan already and this is how much it is.  Can you make it work with our trade in.  (We know we’ll be upside down which is why we ask)  They have us say we like this one can you make it work.  They want to get a trade in value on our car.  Ok.  We go wait about 20-30 minutes while this is going on.  It is hot in the dealership for me because hello I’m carrying quadruplets and its hot every where, but the freezer.  After we reached our limit we ask how much longer the kid says they just finished and he’ll have a number for me soon.  He comes over sits down says they’ll give us this much for ours.  Ok we expected it to not be great.  Then he says the van we were looking at was 21900.  We say um no thanks though can we have the keys back.  Andy asks why the other guy said it was 17.  He goes in the room and this guy comes down and says something about the internet and asks the guy who told us the first price what he said and he says oh no I told them they start at 17900.  Ok this is where I get pissed.  The guy just bold face lies.  That wasn’t what he told us, and he knows that isn’t what he said.  Andy is like can we have the keys my wife is on bed rest and we need to go.  If you can make it work call us if not thanks, but I wasn’t kidding we have to go .  So we leave and they say they’ll give us a call if they can make it work.  We went from a really nice bunch of professionals to someone that lied right to our face.  Needless to say we’d rather spend our money some place else.

Baby Blanket

I’m still at it, but sometimes when I want to knit on it I fall asleep instead.  Yea it’s like that.

I’m using Lion Brand Cotton Ease for this blanket.  I’ve never used it before, but I really like it so far.  I bought a baby hat book with something like 50 hat patterns for babies.  I would love to start on some, but since I take forever to knit baby blankets I know I would never finish the blanket.

Playing with my new lens

so far I’m really loving the new lens, and I really don’t have it figured out yet. 

Pregnancy Updates Moving

I’m moving all pregnancy updates to a new blog.

http://thephillipsquads.blogspot.com/

This blog remains active (hopefully with baby knitting), but is more for me and less for everyone wanting to hear about pregnancy updates.

Bed Rest Day 1

So I was put on bed rest yesterday at my doctor’s appointment.  I thought I can’t wait to go on bed rest!  Then when the words were said out loud I didn’t feel like I thought I would.  It was an uneasy worried feeling.

I did pretty well today until I realized I won’t be going back to work.  Not even for 4 hours a day.  I felt like I was watching paint dry.  It set in after watching Grey’s Anatomy.  It was probably just the sadness from watching the show that made me feel all the anxiety.  Or it could have been the fact that Andy was outside working in the yard, and all I could do to help was water the sod he put down.  BORING.

I’m pretty good at not getting bored.  There are so many ways I can entertain myself.  Sewing, knitting, reading, learning new crafty type things, and playing World of Warcraft.  Today I was bored.  I didn’t want to stay inside or stand around watering sod.  I followed Andy around for a bit between the pallet of sod and where he was placing it.  I know it had to be annoying to have me trailing behind him talking about nonsense but I had nothing better to do.  Well I did have better things to do…I just couldn’t do anything that I would want to do.  like clean the bedroom.

Do you realize how many household chores require bending over?  I didn’t.  Feeding the dogs…bending over 4 times.  Sweeping bending over twice to pick up piles.  I don’t think I’m supposed to be sweeping it makes my back hurt, but they said vacuuming not sweeping.  Is that the same thing?  I don’t think so.  /sigh  Dusting…I can dust anything eye level or near eye level.  Anything else is left dusty…not that I’ve dusted in a while.  Dish washer loading…not allowed.  Laundry not allowed.  Changing the sheets constant bending over required.  Just so you know everytime I thought of  something I would like to do, and realized I shouldn’t I would think this is some bull beep.  I’m adjusting.  I thought it would be more fun having Andy here to help with everything, but now I realize I shouldn’t be doing half of what I was doing it takes the fun out.  It is awesome having Andy home though so I can hug  him all the time.  That’s fun for me

I started a notebook to help get things together for later on in the pregnancy/after the births.  So far I’ve only put the folders and page protectors in the notebook.  That’s a step though!

I’ve found that I hate wearing shoes.  I wear flip flops every where, and if I had some birks I’d wear them when I don’t wear the flip flops.  The cat peed on my last pair though.  (FYI–I just spelled that pear).  I think I’ll look for another pair because honestly they were the most comfortable shoes I’ve ever worn.  The croc sandles I have make my feet swell so I don’t wear them anymore.  I also don’t wear my cowboy boots at this time.  Not shocking since I did just type that I only wear my flip flops.

I’m also starting to wonder if I can knit 4 baby blankets for the babies.  If they will be able to have them in the NICU.  Or if they’ll be able to have little hats.  What size hats should I knit.  If I start to knit them will it hit me how tiny they’re going to be?

We had a friend give us a crib, and we found a crib up in VA so now we’ve gotten all of our cribs.  The nursery will not be as previously planned.  No cherry anymore…instead natural or honey pine.  The walls won’t be aqua blue, but light light yellow all over with colorful blocks.  I’m not sure how many blocks there will be.  It was an example nursery in a Disney pamphlet at home depot.  There will still be an area in the nursery that is chalkboard paint.  Not sure how much, but it’ll be cute!  I was going to recover the two bumpers I have, but I found two bumpers at Target that I love!  A blue one and a pink one.  The blue one has airplanes and the pink one has butterflies in the center on the front of the bumper.

The office will probably any color we have left over from painting the other rooms…as long as it isn’t the dark blue from the bedroom, or the green from the bathroom.  I hope we have enough of the blue from the living room because it is so calming.  That’s right people…no pink.

I think I’m going to finish watching What not to wear then on to Prison Break with Andy.

Yes! I’m awake…

Feeling slightly overwhelmed.  Andy finally made it home…YAY!  We came up to VA for a few days, and will be returning tomorrow.  Today was a good day, but being around different people each day answering all their questions is tiring.  So tonight I’m filled with anxiety and can’t sleep.  On a daily basis I think positive, and go one day at a time to keep anxiety at bay.  My friends at work, and mostly everyone I work around have gotten past the shock so there isn’t any OMG moments on a daily basis.  Here we’ve answered many questions, and that is when it begins to wear me down.  I don’t like being the center of attention, but I’ve accepted we’ll be getting attention anytime we take the babies out after they’re born.  Right now I’d like to just blend in like any other pregnant woman.  Sure they don’t blend in like someone who isn’t pregnant, but when people hear you’re having quads they tend to have the look of shock followed by questions.  Some questions I don’t mind…others I think are rude.  I don’t want a big deal made out of the fact that I’m carrying four.  People have done it before, and I surely won’t be the last.  I guess it’s the fact that you rarely meet someone carrying quads that makes people get so excited.  Their shock and exclamations makes it hard to take it a day at a time.  I begin to think forward wondering how long will my body be able to hold them, the time after delivery when they’re in the NICU, and once they’re starting to come home.  Imagine taking it a day at a time to thinking about all of this, and you’d probably have a sleepless night too. 

Overall I’d say I’m doing well.  I take naps when I get tired, and sometimes I take them on accident.  If I sit too long in an uncomfortable chair my back begins to ache, and if I walk for very long my hands and feet begin to swell.  I don’t like wearing shoes unless they’re flip flops that I can easily slide off.  My belly is getting bigger, and I’m usually most uncomfortable after I eat.  It’s always the area right below the ribs that feels like there just isn’t any room.  I don’t mind these things…they’re just things I’m getting use to. 

I wish I knew the answers to some of the questions I have, but they’re not ones that are easily answered.  There in fact is no answer to the ones I want the most…all I can do is wait.  Right now the best words I hear people say are “I’m/we’re praying for you”.  It is appreciated more than anyone knows.

1,500 Calories

I am from the South where good food is always right around the corner.  I love to eat.  I love good food.  I don’t care much for looking like a cow, but I do enjoy eating.  My favorite foods growing up?  Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, corn on the cob, corn bread, fried okra, squash, fried eggplant, and the list goes on.  Since I’ve grown up I have learned to appreciate collard greens when made correctly.  Not out of the can.  Fresh and seasoned with pulled pork…not bacon.  These are all what I consider comfort foods.  Reminds me when I was little and I could eat whatever I wanted whenever I wanted.  To be a child again…what brings this on?  My appointment today with the dietitian.

As it turns out I can eat whatever I want* whenever I want.  I in fact need to be eating around 1500 calories a meal.  This is the diet for someone expecting triplets, and let us not forget that I am carrying quads not triplets.  She said she wanted to start me off with what someone expecting triplets would need.  Here is how it breaks down…

Servings per DAY

Dairy = 10

Veggies = 5

Fruits = 8

Grains, breads = 12

Fats, oils, and nuts = 12

Eggs = 2

Meat, fish, poultry = 3 or 9oz total.

Now I’m from Texas so all I could think is “Good Lord!  By the time this is over Andy will need a harness to walk me around the arena and sell me to the highest bidder.”  Yes this is my first thought.  I.AM.GOING.TO.BE.HUGE.  Then my good brain starts again, and I realize I can do this or I can ignore it.  If I do it I’ll be huge & I will have done everything I can to make 4 healthy babies.  OR I can be vain and disregard what they say and hope for the best.  I’m not saying I’m pessimistic, but when I hope for the best it is usually good that I expected the worst.  This really isn’t about me though is it?  Right now this isn’t really my body…it now belongs to four little zombie monsters.  Once they’re born I’ll be running again (very slowly as to not cause an earthquake of course), and eating like a normal human being.  Then my body will once again be about me.  Until then…here’s to eating what I want* when I want.  Cheers!

*Side note I cannot have a strong drink or sushi.  I don’t drink often, but I really wanted that drink when I found out there were four instead of one, and sushi…well it’s one of my favorite things to eat.