Really, I should have known better. I just had to tempt the Fates by saying I've had a pretty easy time of it with this pregnancy...
Gah.
I feel like someone took me out on a bender while I was asleep Monday night and pumped enough tequila into my system to give me a three day hangover right before dragging me home behind a crosstown bus.
Next time I say anything spectacularly stupid like that, I'm begging you to just hit me over the head with a lead pipe and put me out of my misery. By the time I come out of the coma, the worst should be over and I'll be better off having missed it. God, I'll probably send you a thank you note!
Note to self: BabyBug better be a model or a genius or better yet, a modelesque genius to justify putting his/her mom through this! No pressure or anything, kid...well maybe a little pressure.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Gaaaaaaaaaaaarlic!
Right now I'm struggling to focus on work because mentally I'm already half way to the grocery store where I'm going to buy a baguette and as many cloves of garlic as I can lay my hands on. Roasted Garlic for supper, Bug!I think I would seriously eat an entire clove raw right now if someone put it in front of me.
I apologize in advance if I breathe on any of you in the near future.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
10 Weeks Along, 30 More to Go!
For some reason this posting's title makes me feel like I'm singing "99 bottles of beer on the wall." Hopefully, I'm not going to be thinking this way through the entire pregnancy:
"I'm 10 weeks 4 days along today , 10 weeks 4 days aloooong,
Only 29 weeks and 3 days left until I can stop singing this soooong."
Well only a couple of weeks left to go in my first trimester I've had a pretty easy ride this time around and except for my constant companions - exhaustion and an ever increasing need for fiber - so I've got very little to complain about.
Apparently, my uterus is the size of a grapefruit now. When I can find it, it actually does feel like I've got a firm piece of fruit floating around in my pelvis. Weird!
The Babycenter 10 week update is available by clicking here and the 3D pic of Bug and 10 week update on his/her progress this week is here.
Personal update: Scott made me show him my profile while we were getting dressed this morning and he says I'm still not showing. I was a bit worried since this is my second pregnancy and lots of the stuff I've read said I may show rather early, which would have made it really hard not to have people guess that I've got a bun in the oven. Hopefully, it won't be an issue for a little while yet.
I seem to be developing some food fixations: dill pickles, Vachon Caramel cakes (which I love even when I'm not pregnant), and anything with tons of garlic or spice in it.
Other than the fact I sometimes forget certain words in English and I have to use whatever word I can think of in French, Arabic, sign language or Spanish to get my point across, everything is good here. I can't imagine how I sound to someone who doesn't know me because I probably sound demented.
"I'm 10 weeks 4 days along today , 10 weeks 4 days aloooong,
Only 29 weeks and 3 days left until I can stop singing this soooong."
Well only a couple of weeks left to go in my first trimester I've had a pretty easy ride this time around and except for my constant companions - exhaustion and an ever increasing need for fiber - so I've got very little to complain about.
Apparently, my uterus is the size of a grapefruit now. When I can find it, it actually does feel like I've got a firm piece of fruit floating around in my pelvis. Weird!
The Babycenter 10 week update is available by clicking here and the 3D pic of Bug and 10 week update on his/her progress this week is here.
Personal update: Scott made me show him my profile while we were getting dressed this morning and he says I'm still not showing. I was a bit worried since this is my second pregnancy and lots of the stuff I've read said I may show rather early, which would have made it really hard not to have people guess that I've got a bun in the oven. Hopefully, it won't be an issue for a little while yet.
I seem to be developing some food fixations: dill pickles, Vachon Caramel cakes (which I love even when I'm not pregnant), and anything with tons of garlic or spice in it.
Other than the fact I sometimes forget certain words in English and I have to use whatever word I can think of in French, Arabic, sign language or Spanish to get my point across, everything is good here. I can't imagine how I sound to someone who doesn't know me because I probably sound demented.
If the Coke Machine is a'Rockin'...
Is it just me or does the sign in my last post look like the stick man is trying to get a little frisky with the pop machine?
So it's really just me who thinks it looks like that?
aaaaaaallrighty then.
...
Ahem.
So it's really just me who thinks it looks like that?
aaaaaaallrighty then.
...
Ahem.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Hello, My Name is Leigha and I'm an Addict...
I admit I'm one of those pissy people who always makes snide comments and my famous "fuck off and die" face at people I come across who happen to be smoking (even if I'm the one who has moved into their space) but now that I'm pregnant I've come to appreciate the crapfest overcoming an addiction really can be.
My addiction is by far one of the most insidious and surprising things I can think of: diet coke. Insidious how, you might wonder? Well...
a) it isn't illegal so I can get it almost everywhere at any time without fear of reprisal or consequences (unless Scott is close by and I swear that man can hear me thinking about it);
b) it is relatively cheap so you never hear of someone hitting rock bottom as a result of their addiction to it; and
c) to my knowledge, no one has ever cited diet coke as a contributing factor to the demise of
their marriage or died as a result of their addiction to it, unless you count those idiots who die from tipping pop machines (and I would bet they are mostly Mountain Dew drinkers anyway so good riddance!).
However, I swear that whoever developed this drink somehow Frankensteined together the most addictive elements of crack, nicotine, and shopping to create a bottle of fizzy goodness I have never been able to resist...until now...because, of course, Babybug shouldn't have Aspartame.
So here I sit.
Primly drinking my Vitamin Water.
Staring at an ancient bottle of diet coke on my desk desperately wishing it was full of the aforementioned fizzy goodness.
6 months and 3 weeks more of this to go, people. In the meantime, if you see me perched on top of a pop machine mumbling to myself, please talk me down gently and whatever you do, don't tell Scott!
My addiction is by far one of the most insidious and surprising things I can think of: diet coke. Insidious how, you might wonder? Well...
a) it isn't illegal so I can get it almost everywhere at any time without fear of reprisal or consequences (unless Scott is close by and I swear that man can hear me thinking about it);
b) it is relatively cheap so you never hear of someone hitting rock bottom as a result of their addiction to it; and
c) to my knowledge, no one has ever cited diet coke as a contributing factor to the demise of
their marriage or died as a result of their addiction to it, unless you count those idiots who die from tipping pop machines (and I would bet they are mostly Mountain Dew drinkers anyway so good riddance!).However, I swear that whoever developed this drink somehow Frankensteined together the most addictive elements of crack, nicotine, and shopping to create a bottle of fizzy goodness I have never been able to resist...until now...because, of course, Babybug shouldn't have Aspartame.
So here I sit.
Primly drinking my Vitamin Water.
Staring at an ancient bottle of diet coke on my desk desperately wishing it was full of the aforementioned fizzy goodness.
6 months and 3 weeks more of this to go, people. In the meantime, if you see me perched on top of a pop machine mumbling to myself, please talk me down gently and whatever you do, don't tell Scott!
Monday, April 20, 2009
A New Kitten will Join the Pride...
Ok. So if this entry is filled with laughable spelling mistakes or just plain gibberish, you can blame my cat Neelix's butt as it seems bound and determined to place itself directly on my keyboard just as his cute little face bobs up and blocks my view of the computer screen. Someone sure is desperate for attention tonight (and for once it isn't me!).
It is kind of making me wonder how my two furry little monsters will deal with a third little monster in the house, especially one that isn't content to simply eat kibbles, occasionally snarf up psychedelic garden herbs and sprawl on my bed snoring. Will my cats be ok with the changes a baby will inevitably bring or will they end up compulsively popping kitty prozac and sniffing pheromones out of a brown paper bag in the back alley? I honestly don't know.
I remember when my brother Cullen was a baby...I loved him but I was also fiercely jealous. We used to share a bedroom and I remember waiting until he was dead asleep to sneak over to his side of the room and wake him up in the hopes that my parents would tire of his endless whining and send him back for a refund. Will my cats resort to tormenting their new human brother or sister in a misguided attempt to have me send him or her back to the pound?
Given how cat-centric we are, I actually suspect my kid's first word will be "Meow" so the disruption to our pride might be minimal...
It is kind of making me wonder how my two furry little monsters will deal with a third little monster in the house, especially one that isn't content to simply eat kibbles, occasionally snarf up psychedelic garden herbs and sprawl on my bed snoring. Will my cats be ok with the changes a baby will inevitably bring or will they end up compulsively popping kitty prozac and sniffing pheromones out of a brown paper bag in the back alley? I honestly don't know.
I remember when my brother Cullen was a baby...I loved him but I was also fiercely jealous. We used to share a bedroom and I remember waiting until he was dead asleep to sneak over to his side of the room and wake him up in the hopes that my parents would tire of his endless whining and send him back for a refund. Will my cats resort to tormenting their new human brother or sister in a misguided attempt to have me send him or her back to the pound?
Given how cat-centric we are, I actually suspect my kid's first word will be "Meow" so the disruption to our pride might be minimal...
Sunday, April 19, 2009
9 weeks and counting!
So here we are at our (adjusted) 9 weeks.
Here is Babycenter's 9 week update
The Visible Embryo blurb isn't giving an update for this week so we'll move on to the 3D pic of Bug here. I hate to admit it but I didn't realize until just now that there is a lot of info on that page below the fascinating 3D picture so feel free to scroll down if so inclined. LOL Guess I'm easily distracted by the pretty pictures...
That's all I'm going to write today. Sorry, but I'm not going to give my traditional personal update this time because today has been a helluva day and I'm too busy being disappointed in someone I once thought was a friend to really focus on anything else. Take care all...
Here is Babycenter's 9 week update
The Visible Embryo blurb isn't giving an update for this week so we'll move on to the 3D pic of Bug here. I hate to admit it but I didn't realize until just now that there is a lot of info on that page below the fascinating 3D picture so feel free to scroll down if so inclined. LOL Guess I'm easily distracted by the pretty pictures...
That's all I'm going to write today. Sorry, but I'm not going to give my traditional personal update this time because today has been a helluva day and I'm too busy being disappointed in someone I once thought was a friend to really focus on anything else. Take care all...
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