Have I mentioned that I have a serious problem? I have this crazy obsession with taking the feathers out of feather pillows. This is bad. And it's especially bad when I'm at a hotel and those pillows don't belong to me. They're someone else's property that I should respect and not vandalize. But it's just so hard not to, you know?
Okay, and I realized the other day on my way home from work that I'm clueless when it comes to newborns. I've been around babies before. I really have. My family is full of them. But I just don't have a clue. They say things will come naturally. Um, some things don't. That's why back in the day the older women taught the younger - because the younger can be clueless.
My stomach is sticking straight out, and I often hear, "Your stomach is so big for your body size." Lol. It still cracks me up, but yeah, from behind...nothing. Then BAM - stomach in the front, and it's getting heavy. Not so much wide-loading here but front-loading.
And no, no name yet for baby boy. Everyone keeps rushing us. I don't get the rush. Does it really affect everyone that much if we don't name him until he's born? ???
And yes, we're doing cloth diapers, and I thank all the wonderful people who have given me such great advice. And if you're one of those who just makes annoying comments about it, don't. Kindly keep it to yourself...otherwise the raging hormones get quacked out. It's like they got worse during this trimester. My boss can't believe how emotional and sensitive I can be. We're both D and C personalities - the demanding perfectionists. We don't take people's feelings into consideration very well. It's not natural for us. Not so these days for me. I'm a crazy.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Family drama - gotta love it. Everybody has it. I hate it. I'm not a very passive person most of the time, so if there's something to talk about, I'll do it. I'll bring it up. No, it's never easy, but I'd rather deal with it than pretend everything is okay and live fake lives. I think it's a load when people choose to live that way. It's wrong, and I refuse to do it.
Expectations - I've said it before - it's one of the main reasons we get so disgruntled with each other. We expect this and that out of someone, and when that someone fails to live up to that expectation, we get upset. I know it because I do it. There may be right expectations, but for the most part...I just have way high expectations out of people.
It's not all hormones, people.
On a happier note, I'm just about 36 weeks. People have asked if I'm having twins. It makes me laugh when they do. Someone said the other day, "You're just so big now that I can't imagine what you'll look like in a month." It's funny to hear people say that. No, it doesn't bother me. We're all different. We carry babies differently, so no matter how much weight I gain, it doesn't bother me. Being worried about that and silly stretch marks or growing cellulite seems way too superficial for me today. My baby occupies my mind a bit more. That and figuring out how I'll deal with labor. I'm a wimp. A super-wimp. God help us.
Oh, so did I mention that I had a really cool baby shower a couple of weeks ago? My aunt and my mom pretty much made it great. Yes, I brought together a number of people who didn't know each other, but they were all really great at making conversation with strangers. I have some fabulous friends. Anyway, my aunt, Ivonne, and my mom are pretty amazing. I just kinda sat back. Pictures to come soon.
Speaking of my mom - she's been doing pretty well for the most part. As I tell people when they ask, she has her bad days, but she deals with them and moves on. She certainly hasn't it let it stop her from helping me. She has come over and spend nearly every single weekend with me for a while, and we do baby stuff. Well, kinda. And we go to the farmer's market and this and that. I was afraid I would wear her out, but it may be the other way around. I can't even express how amazing it is to have my momma nearby right now. You have no idea. She's a rock star, a super hero.
That's all for now.
Expectations - I've said it before - it's one of the main reasons we get so disgruntled with each other. We expect this and that out of someone, and when that someone fails to live up to that expectation, we get upset. I know it because I do it. There may be right expectations, but for the most part...I just have way high expectations out of people.
It's not all hormones, people.
On a happier note, I'm just about 36 weeks. People have asked if I'm having twins. It makes me laugh when they do. Someone said the other day, "You're just so big now that I can't imagine what you'll look like in a month." It's funny to hear people say that. No, it doesn't bother me. We're all different. We carry babies differently, so no matter how much weight I gain, it doesn't bother me. Being worried about that and silly stretch marks or growing cellulite seems way too superficial for me today. My baby occupies my mind a bit more. That and figuring out how I'll deal with labor. I'm a wimp. A super-wimp. God help us.
Oh, so did I mention that I had a really cool baby shower a couple of weeks ago? My aunt and my mom pretty much made it great. Yes, I brought together a number of people who didn't know each other, but they were all really great at making conversation with strangers. I have some fabulous friends. Anyway, my aunt, Ivonne, and my mom are pretty amazing. I just kinda sat back. Pictures to come soon.
Speaking of my mom - she's been doing pretty well for the most part. As I tell people when they ask, she has her bad days, but she deals with them and moves on. She certainly hasn't it let it stop her from helping me. She has come over and spend nearly every single weekend with me for a while, and we do baby stuff. Well, kinda. And we go to the farmer's market and this and that. I was afraid I would wear her out, but it may be the other way around. I can't even express how amazing it is to have my momma nearby right now. You have no idea. She's a rock star, a super hero.
That's all for now.
Friday, July 10, 2009
forealdo
it's 2 something in the a.m. i think almost 3
baby is churning as well. i want a window into my belly to see what in the world he's doing...how he shifts positions. as his space gets tighter, the more i actually feel my belly stretching. or something.
i don't make it a habit to wake up at midnight to hang out and watch animal planet or reruns of bill o'reilly. it's these frequent trips to the bathroom that sometimes keep me up. tonight i woke up hungry. very hungry. and baby hiccuping made me think he was hungry too. those 2 could be totally unrelated, but i figured eating might help me sleep. not yet. it is well with my soul.
oh so how about this crazy weather? we've already had several days over 100. well, that was in june...early even for texas. yesterday on my way home from work, it was sunny and all was good for me to stop at the farmer's market to get a few things...until ice started falling from the sky. no joke. it got windy, started raining, and the hail. the news never warned me about it so i was pretty annoyed.
i was talking to another incubating friend recently, and we talked about how people feel sorry for us because we have to 'go through the entire summer pregnant.' seriously? it's hot outside whether or not we're incubating. it's hot regardless, so people, don't worry. yes, it's hot, but i actually have more issues when i'm indoors and can't seem to cool off.
i have about 7 more weeks to go. or whatever. crazy. is it wrong to say that sometimes it seems unfair how quickly time passes? my morning walks have gotten slower and shorter. i was doing a good 4 mi in one hour and then a lil more on weekends. not so anymore. it takes me 15-18 min to do one mile. so i stick to 1 or 2. it doesn't feel like enough when i think about it, but it sure can wear me out. i almost have to carry my belly sometimes.
and tiredness hits finally...
baby is churning as well. i want a window into my belly to see what in the world he's doing...how he shifts positions. as his space gets tighter, the more i actually feel my belly stretching. or something.
i don't make it a habit to wake up at midnight to hang out and watch animal planet or reruns of bill o'reilly. it's these frequent trips to the bathroom that sometimes keep me up. tonight i woke up hungry. very hungry. and baby hiccuping made me think he was hungry too. those 2 could be totally unrelated, but i figured eating might help me sleep. not yet. it is well with my soul.
oh so how about this crazy weather? we've already had several days over 100. well, that was in june...early even for texas. yesterday on my way home from work, it was sunny and all was good for me to stop at the farmer's market to get a few things...until ice started falling from the sky. no joke. it got windy, started raining, and the hail. the news never warned me about it so i was pretty annoyed.
i was talking to another incubating friend recently, and we talked about how people feel sorry for us because we have to 'go through the entire summer pregnant.' seriously? it's hot outside whether or not we're incubating. it's hot regardless, so people, don't worry. yes, it's hot, but i actually have more issues when i'm indoors and can't seem to cool off.
i have about 7 more weeks to go. or whatever. crazy. is it wrong to say that sometimes it seems unfair how quickly time passes? my morning walks have gotten slower and shorter. i was doing a good 4 mi in one hour and then a lil more on weekends. not so anymore. it takes me 15-18 min to do one mile. so i stick to 1 or 2. it doesn't feel like enough when i think about it, but it sure can wear me out. i almost have to carry my belly sometimes.
and tiredness hits finally...
Saturday, July 04, 2009
A Time for Everything
You know, there are things we take for granted all the time. Most of the time it's people. We don't realize how much we like having them around until they're not around for whatever reason.
We may also take our health for granted, food, etc. Something I continue to appreciate and hope to never take for granted are blinkers and horns. You know blinkers - the ones in our cars that we're supposed to use when turning or changing lanes. Seriously, they were placed in our vehicles for a reason - to be used. A right turn deserves a right signal, and a left turn deserves a left signal. Changing lanes also calls for using a signal. Please use them and quit annoying the stink out of everyone. Oh, and after you've changed lanes, turn it off. Turn the blinker/signal light off. That little noise in your car should be a reminder, but apparently it doesn't annoy everyone as much as me. So just turn it off. What turns on must also turn off.
As for car horns - there's a time to use them and a time not to use them. The time not to use them is when you drive up to someone's home, and you're waiting for person to come outside. Unless it's an emergency, there's really no need for that. It's rude, so stop it. It's also rude to drive up to a pregnant woman when she's entering her place of work, honk at her, and expect her to walk to your car to give you directions. Seriously? Next time I won't just tell you what I think about that, I'll tell you the way I played it in my head. I'm not cattle nor a dog that I need to be honked at to get my attention. Get out of your car if nothing else but for the exercise and ask for directions.
A time to use car horns - when the rude people in traffic won't let you in, seriously cut you off so that there's a near accident, and...well, there are many reasons. Use them. That's why cars were created with them. My favorite way of honking is the LONG honk. I don't just do the 'beep beep' thing. No, I'm one of those who presses her hand to the horn for a good 10 seconds (at least), until all of my frustration about the situation has been released. Then I go about my marry way.
P.S. On a lighter note, happy 4th.
We may also take our health for granted, food, etc. Something I continue to appreciate and hope to never take for granted are blinkers and horns. You know blinkers - the ones in our cars that we're supposed to use when turning or changing lanes. Seriously, they were placed in our vehicles for a reason - to be used. A right turn deserves a right signal, and a left turn deserves a left signal. Changing lanes also calls for using a signal. Please use them and quit annoying the stink out of everyone. Oh, and after you've changed lanes, turn it off. Turn the blinker/signal light off. That little noise in your car should be a reminder, but apparently it doesn't annoy everyone as much as me. So just turn it off. What turns on must also turn off.
As for car horns - there's a time to use them and a time not to use them. The time not to use them is when you drive up to someone's home, and you're waiting for person to come outside. Unless it's an emergency, there's really no need for that. It's rude, so stop it. It's also rude to drive up to a pregnant woman when she's entering her place of work, honk at her, and expect her to walk to your car to give you directions. Seriously? Next time I won't just tell you what I think about that, I'll tell you the way I played it in my head. I'm not cattle nor a dog that I need to be honked at to get my attention. Get out of your car if nothing else but for the exercise and ask for directions.
A time to use car horns - when the rude people in traffic won't let you in, seriously cut you off so that there's a near accident, and...well, there are many reasons. Use them. That's why cars were created with them. My favorite way of honking is the LONG honk. I don't just do the 'beep beep' thing. No, I'm one of those who presses her hand to the horn for a good 10 seconds (at least), until all of my frustration about the situation has been released. Then I go about my marry way.
P.S. On a lighter note, happy 4th.
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