Blue Bunny saves the day!

My Silly bunnies are at it again, As you all know two of my bunnies don't like one and other; White Bunny and Black Bunny. My poor White Bunny has been harassed and told lies about. Black Bunny has been keeping a lot of my White Bunnies toys and things away from her, hording White Bunny's things in her little shelter. In an attempt to regain some of the Christmas things, that are very important to her because they are from White Bunnies little girl Cute Bunny's first Christmas. White Bunny enlisted the help of Blue Bunny, this was just so that Black Bunny couldn't accuse her of stealing anything or doing anything wrong. Making up stories is something that Black Bunny is good at, Blue Bunny had three stories thrown at him for a question that was never asked!

Let's start from the beginning, White Bunny and her Cuddle buddy Book Bunny were talking about attempting to regain some of White Bunnies belongings. My little bunnies didn't know how to go about this without the risk of Black Bunny being really nasty or taking the opportunity to tell more lies and accuse White Bunny of more mischief. This is why they got the Help of a very kind bunny Blue Bunny.

White Bunny and Blue Bunny walked up to Black Bunny's shelter while Book Bunny stood behind, Poor bunny's could hardly get across the section of field that belonged to Black Bunny it was such a disaster. Leaves everywhere and piled high, Bunnies kept checking for snakes. They made their way to the front of the shelter and scratched at the door, Big Bunny (Black Bunnies' cuddle buddy) Opened the door  and asked Blue Bunny why he was there ignoring White Bunny, like she wasn't next to Blue Bunny. Blue Bunny calmly stated that he was only there to assist White Bunnies quest to regain he toys and belongings. Big Bunny said that he could "obviously" not let White bunny into his shelter. I'm not sure what was supposed to be obvious about that, Maybe he didn't want to tarnish White Bunny's pretty fur with the crowded and unkempt shelter. That was nice of him. He asked White Bunny to write a list of all the things that she wanted back and that they would attempt to locate her toys and other things.

Enter Black Bunny. Black Bunny came out of the shelter and rudely questioned White Bunny on what she was going to do with her Bunny-mobile. This was previously worked out that Black Bunny could keep it. Black Bunny said that her field space looked so trashy because of the Bunny-mobile in the way, Because the three broken bunny-mobiles and the piling, rotting leaves didn't contribute to that at all.

Big Bunny searched the shelter for all the things on White Bunnies list, handing over things that had not even been on it, but he knew belonged to her. Book Bunny was kind and put all the things in to the Bunny Bus. This continued while Black Bunny made excuses as to why some of Cute Bunnies things had "gone missing" Still accusing White Bunny of stealing. One of the toys that had "gone missing" was a Auto-control-mini-bunny-bus (that is fun to say, try it.) First Black Bunny said that it was in the closet for the other tiny bunnies that she loved (she has none) When White Bunny said that Black Bunny could't keep it because she was not the one that had scavenged for it things got pretty heated. Blue Bunny laughed at a few of the truths that White Bunny had explained to him (Like the broken bunny-mobiles and the lack of other tiny bunnies like Cute Bunny) But he had to step in before the verbal exchange turned into a full on scratch fight. After that White Bunny and Book Bunny booked it (sorry puns) Blue bunny left after.

Now remember these stories are about BUNNIES.

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Hey everyone it is Turkey day, like all the other people out there I will say something that I am great-full for, My family. Yes I know that is what everyone says and it is really just a catch all so I will give you an other one. I am thank-full for this pregnancy almost being done because holy crap I can't take much more of this.

Speaking of my pregnancy, not that you asked (or really want to know), It is going great. (Other then the fact that it is still going. GET OUT OF ME CHILD) Everyone tells you about the emotions that come with being with child but it is really hard to wrap your head around it until you are faced with it. I have been out of work for three months, Brian has been taking really good care of me. I HATE. REPEAT, I. HATE. BEING. OUT. OF. WORK.  The daycare that I was working at closed it's doors. Long story that I probably won't tell. No one wants to hire someone that is 5 months pregnant and we where having a hard time due to all the injuries that made me almost lose Little One a few times,

Brian and I thought that it would be best If I went back to work after the baby. Back to the emotions, because I am out of work I am dependent on Brian and my Dad, anything that I want or need I have to tell them because I can't just take care of it myself. That is enough to make me go crazy. I have amazing friends and family that help me through whatever it is that I am going through.

Early this morning when Brian got home from work I was feeling very down. (Thanks to all the SAD buzzfeed videos that I watched. thanks buzzfeed.) I don't know, being out of work has been really hard to deal with. It makes me feel like I am always in peoples way and that I can't do anything for myself so I had a little of a melt down over it. Brian put me back together and I am fine now.

Before I was an expecting mommy It was always rather difficult to make me really cry. I cried out of empathy but it took a lot to make me cry for myself . I could also always cry on cue however it took some mental doing (Acting class!!!) Now I can cry on cue without really having to do anything. Think of something sad and done.

I cant wait to get back to normal. Anyway happy Turkey day and I hope you all have a great one!!!

MY CHILD IS A DICK (but I adore her)

I love that I have this amazing little girl on the way into the world. I am so happy that I have her and she is healthy. however. MY LITTLE GIRL IS A DICK! Every morning at around 6:00 if not earlier it is time to kick mommy awake, this is after the game of lets wake her up every other hour. Now I wont say that she always wins this, sometimes I get to sleep till 9 but that is all.

As soon as I get up however it is her nap time. When I say kicking to wake me she kicks so hard into the bed that Brian can feel the bed move. I have been having a really sharp pain under my breast, it feels like the underwire in a bra stabbing into me. (ALL woman know just how painful this can be.) So a quick google later I find that in almost all cases it is the little bundle of love kicking your ribs. Now I am still going to talk to my doctor about it but I figure the internet has to be good for something right!

Now we have known for some time that the little girl in my tummy has quite the attitude, we knew this when she mooned a ultrasound tech and hid everything that she needed to see. (granted the ultrasound tech was rushing and not at all good)

I feel such a strong connection with her that I (think) that I can pick out how she feels. I guess all parents do that, feel that they can talk for the little ones that they created. It lasts until your child is old enough to turn to you and say "NO." I always let my mom talk for me when it came to doctors and things like that for the fact that I told her everything and she knew how to put it into words that people would understand better then I did.

Now along with ever other dick thing that she does I have no clue how people ENJOY being prego, I cant wait to get her out of the place that enables her to kick me from the inside out. I do love feeling her kick and I am not ungrateful that she does. I am lucky to have such an amazing feeling but the game that she plays with my ribs (I am calling "knock knock with the bones) HURTS.