Friday, April 16, 2010

Gestating, Regurgetating, Expanding...and more!

My decorative bed pillows have become my sleep companions...successfully putting a wedge between my husband and me, at least of the cotton stuffing variety...I've become almost impossible to sleep with and we're only 8 (almost 9 weeks) into this 40 week journey! Between the nightly potty trips, putting clothes on/taking them off due to the fluctuations of HOT & COLD, turning the fan on, off, on, off, and the constant tripping over my various store of water, crackers, chips, etc that lay surrounding the bed...my husband will need a medal by the end of this!

My mouth tastes like I have vinegar in it regularly...the smell of toothpaste makes me nauseous...and I sit at my desk with a box of Honey Nut Chex in my lap, one hand steadily going from box to mouth...this is one of the ways I break up the monotony of Crackers!

My pants DO NOT, I repeat do not close anymore unless I'm standing and not breathing deeply...or are of the spandex, rayon, polyester, elastic band variety <- ie: NOT work pants for the most part! Improvisation is my middle name as rubberbands, paperclips and any other "closure methods" are employed to make the pants last as long as possible. Acquisition of the week will be - BellyBand...this lovely little contraption allows you to wear your Pre-Pregger pants for longer, if not the entire pregnancy! Does it work, have no idea....Worth a try, Absolutely!

My energy is non-existent, there are exactly 2 hrs in a day where I feel any ounce of energy…by the time I get in from work, I take a 1-3 hour nap…make dinner, do homework, visit w/Ricky… drop into bed to sleep for 8-12 hours and wake up feeling like I barely slept… This is most likely due to the nightly dance of the pregger, reference first paragraph.

All this said…I am PREGNANT…we’re having a BABY…and I couldn’t be happier about it! (This will give me something to tell my kid when it’s acting up later…”Do you know what I went through to bring you into this world…”) Lol!;)  Thank God, for our little miracle…




8 weeks:) It graduated from tadpole to squirrel!

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