If my biggest problem is that I can’t manage to get up before noon (Well, more than four minutes before noon.) during my first month of summer vacation, which happens to coincide with my ninth month of pregnancy, then I’m a pretty lucky person.
crazy pregnant lady
June 11, 2009 at 3:16 am (Babies, Life)
I found myself talking out loud to myself in Whole Foods today. And you know what? It was strangely comforting. I said that part out loud, too.
wussy pregnant lady
June 10, 2009 at 4:52 am (Babies, Cats, Relationships)
I think the last trimester is making me extra-squeamish. Every time I look at my husband’s injured toe, I get butterflies in my stomach. Maybe because I am remembering how scared I was when he dropped the sheet of glass on his foot. Blood and stitches don’t usually bother me, so I don’t understand it otherwise.
Not only that, but I wigged out when Fudgie tried to eat a lizard earlier. He got the poor thing’s tail off and it (the tail) kept wiggling and bouncing around. Totally grossed me out, even though I’ve seen that happen before. Poor, poor lizard.
skin issues
June 9, 2009 at 3:44 am (Life)
I wonder why I am so fascinated with zits, scabs, and bug bites. It takes every bit of my willpower to leave them alone and not squeeze, pick, or scratch until they swell mutinously (or in the case of a scab, bleed). I have heroically managed to start leaving my husband and, to a lesser extent, my cat Earl Grey (He gets mysterious back wounds that scab over.) alone, which demonstrates the sheer force of my love for them. Why are skin abnormalities so fascinating? Should I have been a dermatologist?
milestone
June 8, 2009 at 4:13 am (Life)
Well, it has been one year since I posted about no one believing I was excited to turn thirty. I am now officially one month past thirty and I can tell you that I suffered no qualms about it. Thirty is just not old, people. Plus, there’s nothing wrong with being old! I think it’s way better than being young. I had an awesome birthday in San Antonio with my hubby and just felt glad to be here. I know quite a few people who didn’t get the chance to turn thirty and probably would have been glad if they could have. It’s just silly to belly-ache when you get to be alive.
Maybe cravings aren’t a myth
June 7, 2009 at 4:30 am (Babies, Uncategorized)
I have not had any cravings to speak of during my pregnancy. At least, not until the past couple of weeks. All of a sudden, my wants are much more specific (For instance, a brownie, but it has to be a brownie, not HEB Brownie Bites, and it has to be chewy and crumbly, not cakey. With no nuts or icing.) and I tend to get more frustrated if they aren’t fulfilled quickly. I had cravings earlier in pregnancy, but it was more like I was extremely susceptible to suggestion. If I didn’t get it, it wasn’t the end of the world. Now I’m at the point where I spent last week intermittently peeved with my husband, because he hadn’t caught my hints and surprised me with kolaches and a mocha from It’s a Grind. (Although I kept saying I probably shouldn’t have the coffee every time I mentioned it to him, so you can understand why he might not act on it.) Usually, I am pretty direct about asking him to get certain foodstuffs for me, but suddenly, I was irrationally hoping he would catch my hints and surprise me.
Not only am I expecting mind-reading from my husband, which I have always striven not to do, but I am finding it much more difficult to resist unhealthy cravings. I have had tater tots two days in a row. Today they were cheese tots. (Mmmm. I’d eat more right now if I could.) I am keeping my fingers crossed that these bad habits won’t carry over in to my postpartum life. I thought I left the fast food cravings behind in grad school!
decisions, decisions
June 6, 2009 at 5:56 am (Babies, Uncategorized)
Well, my husband and I have finally made some more progress on the baby to-do list. We finished purchasing the furniture, decided definitely NO (Capitals intended.) on circumcision, and decided that the baby will be ok sleeping on his own in the nursery. Every single website seems to contradict the previous one about the relative dangers of sleeping alone or with the parents, so we went with the solution that will probably provide the least amount of stress to all human and feline occupants of the house. He is probably more likely to be in danger in our room from our extremely friendly 17-pound black cat than SIDs. (No flippancy intended. I take SIDs very seriously.)
third wheel
June 5, 2009 at 4:30 am (Babies, Uncategorized)
I don’t think sex is embarrassing and I certainly don’t want to raise my son to think so. However, am I overreacting to be uncomfortable when my son raises a ruckus in utero when I’m thinking about it???
baby on the move
June 4, 2009 at 12:07 am (Babies, Uncategorized)
Most of the time I love feeling my son move, but I have to admit, the hiccups are annoying. I don’t even like it when I have hiccups, so it drives me a little bit nuts to feel him hiccuping in there and not be able to do anything about it. We have yet to have them at the same time. I wonder if holding my breath would help him? I kind of doubt it.
toilet trouble
June 4, 2009 at 12:05 am (Babies, Uncategorized)
I swear the toilet makes this groaning/gurgling noise every time I sit on it. I’ve never heard of a pregnant woman being too heavy for the toilet and my husband has assured me I’m nowhere near being heavy enough, but it’s disconcerting.
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