Oh yeah, Did I Mention that I’m Pregnant?

So even though this blog started out being more marketing and business oriented with tips for marketing/running your small business, little pieces of my life started sneaking in.

When those subjects turned out to be the ones that interested everyone the most, I decided to just roll with it and amended the blog focus to be, “my musings on marketing, business practices & life in general.”

Under my “life in general” craziness, I’ve talked about everything from my frustrations with selling our townhouse, losing my job and trying to find a new one.

What I haven’t talked about, until today is that I’m pregnant.

My husband and I had always said that we’d be happy with one child and since we felt secure in our jobs and money situation, decided to start trying to conceive last spring.

Now as any regular Pocketful of Joules reader knows, although I FELT secure in my job situation, I ended losing my job. So that just goes to show you that no matter how much planning you do to make sure you’re “ready” to have children, something always smacks you in the side of the head that you didn’t think about.

Moving onto the “Isn’t it Ironic” section of this post, I found out on a Thursday that it was a possibility that I might be losing my job. I found out a couple days later (after taking three tests, yes I’m thorough) that we were pregnant.

Although the timing sucked, we were (and still are) ecstatic!

Well, cautiously ecstatic – knowing the high possibility of miscarriages in the first trimester we tried to keep calm about things. We only told my parents and siblings and decided to hold off on telling anyone else until we passed that 12/13 week safety zone. Well, we TRIED really hard to not tell anyone, but I did tell a couple of my close friends that served as an awesome support system.

After a few weeks of being quietly ecstatically pregnant, we received a contract on our house Labor Day weekend – and then I found out that I was definitely losing my job when I went into work that Tuesday.

Let’s recap: super happy about being pregnant… but about to be jobless and homeless. Hmmm…that was so NOT in my plan!

Luckily, we were able to move into a rental house owned by my parents that just happened to have just enough space for us and our growing family.

I’m currently 19 weeks pregnant (in the 5th month for those non-preggos) and the baby and I are both healthy and happy.

I’ve had a pretty easy pregnancy so far with no morning sickness or odd cravings. I was actually hoping to have a weird craving so that I could send my husband out on a wild goose chase for something random, but maybe that will kick in later.

And yes, I’m planning my next blog post to be about the difficulties of looking for a job while pregnant. Because, although it is illegal to refuse to hire a woman due to pregnancy, everyone knows that discrimination still happens.

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Dropping Prices & Chasing Dogs

I realized I haven’t given a house update since the end of May and it’s pretty much because nothing has been happening.

The woman who was interested in our house and came by four times apparently fell off the face of the earth. Same goes for the guy who came to see our house twice. We had a bunch more showings, but all the attention dried up right before the holiday weekend.

It’s annoying and frustrating and crappy all rolled into a ball.

Our new & improved front garden

In our downtime, I added some fun to our back deck with some new deck chairs, pillows and a cute little lantern for our patio table. Our front garden was also looking a bit rough, so my mom and I spent last Friday afternoon planting new bushes and flowers. Everything is looking great, so now I just need a buyer to come by and fall in love with the place!

In order to sweeten the pot, we decided to reduce our price from $242,000 to $229,900. The other houses in the neighborhood are in the $238,000 – $242,000 range, so hopefully this will draw some attention over to us.

I actually hadn’t really been obsessing on the house not selling because we were distracted by our Vegas trip and then with all the Potter drama.

Speaking of Potter drama, he’s been acting pretty close to normal (for him) the last week or so. Last time we went to the vet, his tests showed that he doesn’t have diabetes or pancreatitis. However, his protein levels were low, which could apparently be an issue. The vet asked me to wait two weeks and then bring in a urine sample for him to re-test.

Yes, you read that right I’m supposed to bring in a urine sample from my dog. And not just any urine sample, I’m supposed to get a sample from him first thing in the morning.

Which means, this Saturday around 6:30 am (which is apparently the magic time that he likes to wake up, go outside and eat), I’ll be standing outside half awake waiting for him to find something to pee on. The moment he starts, I’m going to have to jump him mid-pee to collect his urine in a Tupperware container.

I don’t anticipate this going smoothly. In fact, I’m imagining myself wrestling my peeing dog to the ground while the neighbors point and laugh.

So, we’ll see how this goes. Maybe I’ll get lucky and he won’t care what I’m doing while he’s thinking about the deliciousness of his dog food breakfast. One can only hope.

And yes, in case you’re wondering… I’m going to throw the Tupperware away afterward.

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The Good and the Bad

You know when someone asks you if you want the good news or the bad news and you have to choose which one to get first? Most of the time I pick the bad news, because then I don’t ruin the good news by wondering what is coming around the corner.

Well, here’s the bad news: Potter’s sick again. After a whole 10 days of him doing well and feeling great, he’s started with some new symptoms. Mainly, he excessively drinks his water like a frat boy at a chugging contest. This doesn’t sound like such a big deal, but upon googling I found out that it is actually pretty serious. It could be any number of illnesses, from doggie diabetes to Cushing’s disease.

I called my trusty doctors at the animal hospital and apparently this could be very bad news indeed. One of the things that they thought might have been wrong with Potter when he was so sick was pancreatitis. His new drinking issues could mean that the pancreatitis may have lead to diabetes. I took him to the vet this morning for testing and luckily there is no glucose in his urine, which means that this is not diabetes. Yay!

However, due to his protein levels they wanted to do an additional urine and blood test to check out a few other possibilities. We should have all of the results within the next few days. Since it was too late to go into the office after this latest adventure, Potter and I are taking a sick day and hanging out on the couch.

So, what was the good? Well, I can’t really tell you that yet. However, much like my ‘moving into a house in my imagination’ fiasco, I’m getting my hopes up about something. Something that would be really, really good.

So, cross your fingers for me and Potter and let’s hope for the rest of this week to be happy and healthy!

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