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From::New Jersey, United States 100 Things About Me I'm 34 and happily married to a wonderful man. As you can see from the 8,000 pictures we have 2 adorable children! They make us smile, make us laugh, and then shock the hell out of us on a regular basis. We're totally learnin as we go here in the maniacal household, but we're havin fun! ![]() along with my Darling Husband Come visit us! : Recent Posts :
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Friday, June 15, 2007I gained 8 lbs and I don't care!!How was that? Convincing? So yea...... I went to the doctor this week and as I suspected I gained more that I was supposed to. It's always a shock when I get there because I have vowed, in order to keep my sanity, to NEVER actually get on the scale at home while pregnant. So when I go the doctor's it's always the first time I've even seen a scale since the last time I was there. In fact even when I see the number (which HELLS NO I'm not telling you!) I never even remember if it's good or bad. It's like I totally block that out of my head. I finally find out the good/bad (usually bad) news when the doctor walks into the examining room.*opens door with smile* (no hi, hello, nothing) I left there with ambition to try and be better this coming month. I was going to try and skip some of the cravings and maybe try to make dessert be something that comes after only dinner, instead of ya know after everything that I put in my mouth. Attempt to eat more oatmeal for breakfast and less Sausage, Egg and Cheese on a bagel with ketchup. (which lately is an everyday occurrence.) Less snaking between meals, and more walking! This bit of ambition lasted until I got home and heated up my heating pad for my back, flopped on the couch, and chowed down a nice big bowl of Breyers Black Raspberry Chocolate ice cream. Oh well. Hey! At least I skipped the chocolate syrup and whipped cream! I freakin deserve a metal! Labels: Preggo Blues Monday, June 11, 2007Food! Heartburn! Alien! Gasp!I know that the stages of pregnancy are typically called trimesters and they have names like 1st 2nd and 3rd, but I'm not sure that is descriptive enough to give a real understanding as to what's going on. My thoughts? There are 6, and should be called:
Currently, I'm in the Food! Heartburn! Alien! Gasp! stage. Which is also the stage where you dread getting on that scale at the doctor's office because you KNOW it's gonna be more than your allotted 1 lb a week. I'm going to the doctor's today, and I think that I'm going to grab a whole bowl of pineapple and eat that before I go. [Pineapple is a natural diuretic and prevents water retention.] Maybe I could drop a pound or two of water before I go. *cringe* maybe? Labels: Preggo Blues Wednesday, June 06, 2007Better Late Than NeverSo, it was supposed to be Friday but believe me it was worth the wait! Jenn and John have a new post up on go check it out, it's a debate sparker! Labels: Dad said Mom said Monday, June 04, 2007UnattractiveAt 23 weeks pregnant I am officially at the point where this body is no longer mine. Oh it happened quite a few weeks ago actually, but it's finally hitting me. I look in the mirror after I get out of the shower and not one part of my body is recognizable. From my feet all the way up to my face, I belong completely to this baby inside of me. Funny enough, Mother Nature decides that this is the time that your sex drive goes through the roof. Although having drive and feeling attractive enough to use it is two totally different things. I look in the mirror and think of my husband. If I was him, I wouldn't find me attractive! Of course, he has never and would never elude to that. In fact, I'm sure that he will comment on this that I am out of my mind. The problem is not him, it's me. I am aware that I am pregnant and not fat, but that doesn't change the way that I feel about my body. Being a person who is 5' 1" and has 8+lb babies does not make it any easier. To look at me right now, not even 6 months pregnant, I look like I could potentially give birth in a week or so. At Allie's daycare family picnic this weekend someone asked me when I'm due. When they heard my reply of September (I wouldn't dare say the END of September) they just responded with: "Ohhhhh!!!! Wow!" Of course I want to scream out - But but I'm small and I have big babies!!!! Instead, I just smile. The reality is of course that this is my body and it does look familiar. It looks mostly like it did in 2005. It's focusing on exactly what I asked it to focus on, which is to grow a baby. So instead of making faces at it in the mirror, I should be grateful that is does what I ask it to do without too much of a fight. Plus, it takes takes a lot of work to make a child this damn cute! Labels: A Day in the Life, Picture Perfect, Preggo Blues |
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