I see the light...

The end is near! I can feel it, taste it, touch it! Not the end of the world, but of my pregnancy that is...I know it might be a bit premature, but I've already started looking at clothes that I will be purchasing once the baby is out which I know is foolish since I won't be able to fit into it for another good couple of weeks or months or years! and by then it might be out of season...BOO! See how I'm not yet in mom mode? I still have the "its all about me" mentality. Hopefully, this will all change once I experience motherhood.

Today is my last day at work until Baby A pops out. It just feels like I'm going on vacation, but then I realize..."wow! I'm not going back to work until May!" I'm sure taking care of a baby is more work than my easy going job where I chat all day on the phone with friends and email :), but I'm excited just the same for these next 5 weeks of bliss and relaxation. :)

Tight end...

I truly love the holidays. Starting with Halloween and the time change, I like the nip in the air at nights, the smell of firewood burning in people's homes, all the decorations and lights, the carols...I could go on and on! It's because I love it so much that I'm so happy that I'll start my maternity leave now a week earlier from what I initially planned and start next Wednesday! I will be a free woman until Baby A comes to wander the shopping malls and really get into the holiday spirit. Puhahahaha...

I know Korean women say that the best time is when the baby's in your belly, but saying that to a 34 week preggo with humungo everything is not comforting. I'm not loving how my uterus is situated since I think it's really really high up and I can't breathe or even take a sip of water without feeling uncomfortable and tight. I'm scared that if someone pricked me with a needle, my stomach would burst. Needless to say, I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ready for her to vacate my premises. Yes, yes...I know the real work will begin then, but at least I can go back to sleeping on my back, eating and drinking comfortably, having a big pooch instead of a ginormo pooch...you know, things like that.

Last night was HB's first ever participation in a Christmas musical performance. She usually has some stage fright so I was expecting a frozen HB on stage, but I think she felt comfortable surrounded by her cohorts that she did relatively well...

 Apparently HB was criticizing my sister's main tree so much that my sister got so sick of hearing it that she got her, her own mini tree. Dunno if I should commend her for being so opinionated or for being such a bully!

EB's idea of rabbit ears

Where's HB?

Her 2 BFF's. Jason from school and EB from home.

She was so excited last night she couldn't stop bouncing around!

Only 7 weeks left!~

I can't believe how quickly this pregnancy has flown by. Its nuts that in a few weeks, I'm off work and then another 4 short weeks after that, I'll be meeting Baby A. Yay!

We went to Vegas for our anniversary/last hurrah trip and it was so much fun! Even though I wasn't really gambling or drinking, I had a great time watching everyone lose their dough and get wasted off of free jack and cokes. :) The Bacchanal Buffet was an utter disappointment...Andy and I vowed never to do another buffet and to spend a little extra and get a nice juicy steak. My spreadsheet came into use somewhat since I was searching for specific foods, even though they weren't serving it that day, the chefs were nice enough to accommodate me and special make it for me. Maybe they felt like they needed to feed my baby. ;)

Still have been feeling great aside from the occasional heart burn and I swear I was a mama duck or goose in my past lifetime since I've perfected waddling to an art form...I'm definitely looking the part of the preggo with my ankles starting to swell at night and sounding like a fat person. Anyone can hear me coming from a mile away due to my loud breathing. I've officially turned into a mouth breather and I think I'm "this" close to being kicked out of my bed due to my obscene loud breathing. Hey! At least it's not obscene snoring!! And talk about the vivid dreams! Whoah Nelly~ I've so far dreamed that the baby comes out as a half and half, comes out REALLY dark, but then I realize it's actually a baby monkey...Not gonna read into any of these dreams, but I wake up very perturbed...

Can't wait for maternity leave to start! Gonna catch up on Korean Dramas, American shows, bake, clean and organize for the baby and SLEEP!  Woohoo!

I am protruding!!! (and going south lol) Kinda gross, but interesante at the same time...

Week 30 and Shower Weekend

This past Saturday was my baby shower put on by a host of my beloved friends and sister. It was a beautiful event made even more beautiful by good friends getting together to have great conversation and scrumptious food. I definitely felt so showered with love and laughter the time flew by way too fast.

Now that I have officially 10 weeks left, the doctors visits are closer and greater in between weeks along with pee runs and the ability to not be able to eat more than 3 bites of food at a time. Even though I've been cleared of GD, I swear she's gonna be a big baby (knock on wood) and she's taking up all the space inside. So sad since I've been looking forward to indulging at Bacchanal in a couple of weeks, but not sure if she's gonna let me enjoy it 100%. Call me a dork, but I've resorted to making a strategic list in Excel so I don't overeat on the stupid stuff, but really get my money's worth with the seafood and meats. I'm determined not to fill up on carbs and if possible not more than one bite of a dish. Yes, yes...the kids in Africa will smite me if they ever read this post...and God. ;)

Other than the pee runs and tightness of belly, she's been a good baby, giving me all the kick counts that I need, no pimples without even washing my face all the time (keke) and...no hair loss! I really like this part of pregnancy a lot. :) I hope these last 10 weeks will continue to be kind to me...keeping my fingers crossed!

Here are some pics from the shower...

And lastly, here's my week 30 bump. I think my belly is finally starting to get bigger than my b**bs. lol

Babies for everyone!

There's definitely something in the SoCal waters since every time I go on FB, I read about another friend's pregnancy. It's exciting for me to share in the experience with so many people even though distant a friend as they may be...it's the bond that ties all women together I suppose...:)

Baby A has been kicking up a storm lately and hiccuping to her heart's content. It's really cute when she gives a hard punch or does a somersault inside. I hope to take one of those freaky pictures of her hand smushed up against my stomach lol.

My baby shower is coming up next Saturday and I'm getting so excited to eat good food, gab with good friends and be merry...soon after that, to kick off the holiday season for the Beck household, Andy and I are going to do a last hurrah/anniversary trip to LV to try out the famously new #1 buffet Bacchanal! Gotta be honest, even though I'm calling it an anniversary trip, the sole purpose of going is to eat at this buffet. My friend sold me on this along with all of the countless Yelp reviews. I'm debating if I should try eating everything in one sitting or divide it into a 2 day adventure. I'm ruled by the baby's ravenous appetite so I won't fight her if she wants me to indulge in the buffet a couple of times. ;)

Pitter Patter

Today I had lunch with my old co-worker and she brought her 19 month old daughter and 3.5 month old baby boy out. As cute as they are, I have the most admiration and respect for women who have more than one kid. So pretty much props to all of my 3 or so readers. lol. I dunno how you guys dare step out of the house when both young uns want to be held, fed, played with...not an easy feat and I know that very soon I will feel overwhelmed with my tiny one, but in no way am I in a hurry to add #2 into the groove. Either way, tried the Doritos taco for the first time. Not too impressed, it was a little overly salty for my taste, but I could see why sodium lovers go gaga over it.

Today marks my 26 weeks and I just now put up a ticker to count down the 98 days left until Baby Girl Beck officially joins the Beck Family. I'm starting to get really excited as I count down the days and so is Andy. It's unbelievable how un-hormonal I've been towards him. He doesn't even realize how good he has it with me right now. lol. I've been in full nesting mode and have been baking, cooking up full on feasts and even dedicated a full day of rolling kimbap so that we could enjoy it for the next couple of days. And since I've been in such a benevolent mood, I went with him to Mission Viejo Mall to check out that dastardly Lovesac. I'm such a weak sauce when it comes to friends and family I dunno how I'm gonna be a strict disciplinarian with my kids. Basically, I ended up sitting on the ugly thing and fell in love with how comfy it was and also felt bad saying no since I swear Andy looked like a kid in a candy store...so we bought it. We got it for a really good deal though and also ended up getting the prettier Pillowsac on a rocker instead of the Supersac bean bag. My comfort was the great deal we got and also that the thing has a 3 generation warranty. I figured since we needed a glider/rocker for the nursery, this would suffice. I swear though...it totally reminds me of the one episode of Friends when Fat Monica is visiting Ross and Chandler at college, is crazy dancing with a donut, falls on a beanbag and can't get up...that'll be me...

On to weird and interesting pregnancy tmi...I think I'm leaking colostrum and its drying up, because my n*pples starting scabbing and literally looks like it's corroding off like a leper! It freaked me out when I found all black dusty scabs on my bra, but after looking it up online, I learned that I'm just an early leaker. Thank god for the internet. I hope I still have enough to give to my baby since I know it's supposed to be nutritious. :)


Here's our new nursery piece. Don't judge me for being weak and not caring enough about the aesthetics of my daughter's nursery...Either way, everyone is welcome to come and sit on it. I guarantee you won't want to get up!

Week 25

Wow! This pregnancy feels like its flying by. I can't believe that I'm almost at the end of my 2nd trimester and in about 3.5 months, she's-a-gonna come rocking our world. October is supposed to be a relaxing month for me, so I'm gonna take advantage of the free weekends to clean, organize, get ready the nursery and hopefully enjoy the cooler weather. I'm ready to open the windows and feel and taste the cool crisp autumn breeze. :)

Speaking of getting ready the nursery...Andy has done a marvelous job in cleaning out the room, moving around all of the furniture into our guest room and setting up the crib. I'm very grateful that he's handy dandy around the house...not to be tmi, but I think I'm most attracted to him when he fixes things up and tinkers around with his tools. HAHA. And btw...I relented and gave in to keeping his ugly dresser he bought in the condition that he puts it in the baby's closet and out of sight from the entire room. I felt bad that he was trying to do something nice and he said it was really heavy to take back by himself. It really was heavy since we had to take it upstairs piece by piece and in the end, it doesn't look too horrible, buried in the darkness of the closet with the closet door shut. :) Still...I dunno about my husband sometimes. The next piece we need for the nursery is a glider/rocker, but he suggested that we get the "Lovesac" instead. Its basically a $850 beanbag. Wtf is putting it lightly. Hansoom nawah...

On to other nursery news, I wasn't planning on decorating, but I think the nesting instinct is starting to kick in strong and I've determined to decorate with a cherry blossom theme. I sincerely pray for no surprises during delivery because as much as I'm trying to keep things unisex, some things I just can't help but fem up!:)

Here's the latest pic of the ever growing bump...

And here's a pic of the noxious "Lovesac" aka ugly ass bean bag

And lastly, some ideas on cherry blossom-ing it up! :)

Have a lovely week y'all! :) xoxo

The Name Game

Hello party people...Happy Monday! It was seriously as hot as Hades this weekend that I slept with the fan and the AC on. This pregnant body o' mine was radiating heat and sweat all over the place that I felt like I could star in one of those old Kung Fu movies where the masters shoot stars and lightning bolts out from their hands. Oy vey...

Andy and I have been discussing names a little more seriously these days. I never knew that picking a name would be this difficult. I always knew the ones I liked growing up and I thought that it would be automatic for my husband to like the same ones I did. Biggest misconception! Since we've both been so stubborn on this, I'm wondering if the baby will be known as Baby Girl Beck for awhile after her birth. I'm contemplating whether I should play on Andy's weakness and just do the uncontrollable bawling sobfest that he can't handle...I know, I'm evil, but I really want my way on this. ha! Plus, I would like to point out that with all of the 1st trimester morning sickness, the current painful heartburn, the drastic change of my body and having to push out a watermelon through my vjj...I deserve to choose! Homeboy's lost his marbles if he thinks he has rights. lol...only kidding!

Anyhow, please wish us luck that we decide in the next couple of weeks in case of an earlier arrival of baby girl (knock on wood) and just for peace of mind sake. :) I leave you with my current belly bump shot. Hopefully, looking less poochy-esque. :)

Back to Reality

Today marks my 22nd week of pregnancy. Hubs and I just returned from our vacation and it was an amazingly relaxing time for us both. We decided however, that we're too old for the hubbub of tourists and noisy night life. We definitely prefer the quiet tranquility of Maui...I also appreciate this "babymoon" we went on, cuz I realized just how much I really like my husband. :) I thought we'd have some hairy moments of extreme annoyance, spending 24/7 with each other, but come Monday when we both had to go back to work, I really felt sad that we wouldn't be vegging together for the day...it's either that I really like him or I really didn't want to go back to work. HA! Either way, I felt re-assured that as much as he is a weirdo, he truly is my bff and I appreciated the QT we spent together. ;)

Here are some photos from our trip.

 Our beautiful breakfast morning view every morning at 6AM. We had major jet lag.

 Not bad. I gotta be honest and say that Zippy's was one of my faves in Oahu. :)

 Totally worth the calories...

Aloha Oahu! Aloha veg days!

By the way, a quick shout out to my dear friend Hannaman. She will be popping out baby numero tres today! Can't wait to hear what the sex of the baby is, since it's a surprise. Good luck pushin' mama! :) xoxo

Funny, Annoying, yet Sweet...

I normally don't do 2 posts in a week cause my mental capacity is that of a turtle nowadays, but I had to mention the sweet, idiotic, yet really awesome thing that my husband did today. I mentioned to him that we needed to go to Ikea this weekend to get a dresser for the baby. He happened to be there today with a friend and called to tell me that he got a dresser for the baby room. I asked him for the name and looked it up online...SPEECHLESS!!!

Speechless, not because it was so beautiful, but because this "THING" looks like it belongs in a man cave, college dorm room...outside!!! As much as I appreciate the gesture of him trying to do something for the baby on his own...this is why God created woman for man. The man needs to call the wife and ask her first what she thinks and then purchase, not the other way around. And what was he thinking in getting an ugly dark brown for his new DAUGHTER? All in all, I laugh because it is so typical Andy to think like a boy and buy what he would get for himself, but also I think it's very endearing that he wanted to save me the trouble and get what he in his mind thought was a perfect dresser for our new addition. Thank God it wasn't already assembled and waiting for me when I got home. Gotta love that man! :)

Stifling

I'm so ready for summer to be over with. This wishy washy weather is unbearable and the heat suffocating. We had another mini earthquake in the OC today and of course everyone was freaking out over it. lol. I fortunately/unfortunately did not feel it since I was at my desk shaking away my leg at 20 mph that I missed the real shaking. I know there's technically no such thing as earthquake weather, but I still can't help thinking that I better go get an earthquake kit ready for our house. I'm definitely no Doomsday Prepper, but I think slowly my maternal instincts are starting to kick in, because I feel like I have to protect my unborn daughter by having an emergency contingency plan ready to roll...

On to the baby news...I've slowly been feeling increasing movement in my belly. It seems like it happens usually at night time and right after lunch time. Not super strong kicks or anything like that, but still a definite thump here and there...it was really unnerving the first time I felt it and I kept passing it off as gas, but now I know its really the little gal doing jazzercise in utero. :)

In 3 days we're off to Oahu. Have I mentioned already that I'm really excited? I'm attempting the impossible on this trip...to pack only 1 suitcase for the hubs and me. I figured that I could cut down on the 5 pairs of heels that I'd normally take since I'm preggo and other knick knacks. More importantly, I don't feel like dragging a suitcase through the airport. I know that if we have one, Andy will be forced to be the overseer and do his part as a gentleman. See? Pregnancy brain doesn't affect the creative part of your hypothalamus. kekeke

I'm determined to get some good R&R and brainwash Andy on this trip. I need to get him 100% on board with our little girl's name. Wish me luck!

It's a GIRL!!

I'm sure that all 3 friends who read this blog already know the exciting news that it's a girl...but I still wanted to put it down on file for the record. :) Andy and I are so so so excited that we are having a little girl. We genuinely didn't care what the sex of the baby was going to be, but I think the suspense of not knowing is over and we're excited to just finally know what's being made inside my belly.

I'm relieved lately that my morning sickness has dissipated by a lot, but sometimes now and again, I get hit with a fresh bout of nausea...I'm resigned to accept that I will be one of those "sickies" until month 9. Either way, along with the nausea, I'm super excited for the arrival of our little girl. We are lucky to have so many friends with kids around us to provide support and advice and...most importantly...FREE STUFF! I love love love not having to buy the big stuff and pretty much feel set to welcome her into our lives since we got all our necessities. Thank you friends! What would we do without you guys and your paraphernalia!? lol

I leave you with a new pic of my baby bump. I think she's rounding out my belly more and making it less of a pot belly and into a baby bump. I do like entering month 5. I can't believe I only have 4 months left. Time really flies when you're having fun! :)

This is the week!

I've been hearing a lot of people tell me that I'm not nearly excited enough about my onion in my oven. (that's the size of the bebe at least according to the Bump) Maybe all of the beginning morning sickness took over my life for some time that it made me hard to be jubilant and excited about my "knocked upness"...I do feel bad though. I feel like I haven't been that great of a mother-to-be yet. I'm trying to work up some excitement and think more about planning for the baby. Poor Andy...I think he already got hit with the "nesting" instinct and is busily cleaning and scrubbing our place down. I really am grateful for him. In the beginning I was in high complaint mode of his lack of emotional support, but in hindsight he really has been there for me. I love how he endures the AC air in our house for me although I know he can't stand having the AC on, how he massages my nasty calloused up feet even after they have been in sweaty shoes all day long...its the little things. :)

We find out this week the sex of the baby and I still feel very blase about it. Whenever people ask what we want, we genuinely, honestly, 100% don't care. We just want healthy, healthy, healthy. Ideally, it would be great to have one of each one day, but I'm sure i'll change my mind after having the first baby. Seems like a lot of couples are swayed by the sex of their first baby. Either way, I'll be happy and sad at the same time with whatever it is, meaning if it's a boy, I'll be happy, but sad that it's not a girl...and if it's a girl, I'll be happy, but sad that it's not a boy. Can't have everything right? And I don't necessarily think I'm ready for twins either. I hope that once we find out the sex of the baby, I'll be over the moon and the mommy bug will finally hit home!

To be completely honest, I'm really really excited for our upcoming babymoon to Oahu! Sorry baby in my belly...:( I have 3 weeks left to get my arms more toned and my lower area not so saggy and dimply...tmi? sorry about that too... I feel like the hubs and I are long overdue for a good relaxing vacation and I hope that's what it will turn out to be. I've been busily planning out our itinerary when I should really be reading baby books...oh well...I trust all of my mommy friends and sister will come to my aid when I'm feeding, burping, changing the little guy/gal wrong. Ahh...the neglect begins already...darn. Anyhow...get ready for us Hawaii! We'll be seeing you in 3 weeks :).

 Yummo in my tummo...Hopefully won't have to wait in a line like I have to at D-Land. Pineapple Whip! I dream of you...

The beautiful beaches in Oahu...very doubtful I'll be posting up sexy shots of me in my maternity bathing suit. PUHAHA.

2nd Tri oh me oh my!

Knock on wood, but I think I've officially entered into the blissful stages of the glorious second trimester. I've only heard stories about it, dreamed about it, wished for it, but now...it's finally HERE!!! (I think)

After a week of being in bed with the bouts of the "vomits", I woke up one morning and literally heard butterfly wings flapping and flowers blooming. Miraculously, I think the baby just wanted to have a last hurrah and put me through a week of misery for sh*ts and giggles and at last decided that I had had enough. Thank you mi amore...

TheBump.com wrote this week that my baby has formed ears and that I should be careful with what I say. I really need to be mindful of the things that pass my lips since I'm prone to talking crap about anything and everything. My raging hormones do not help in this matter.  On top of it all, my hubs has adapted the role of sympathy pain to the umpteenth degree where I forget who the actual pregnant one is in our household. It's pretty ridiculous when he makes comments like "I don't crave anything..." or "I'm so nauseous..." Really? Homeboy needs to relax. I guess I should try to appreciate his body's way of trying to experience pregnancy with me, but at times it's annoying when I know he doesn't really have his head hanging in a toilet and he seems to be eating his In N Out cheeseburger just FINE! So all because my baby has come to the stage of having ears and listening to my conversations, I'm so grateful that I can have an outlet for my hormones on this blog. :)

Thank you my bun in my oven for being kinder to your madre this week and allowing me to eat, enjoy life, go shopping and join the human race again. I love you my kittle. :)

Nothing is easy

I've been feeling like my stomach has been blowing up out of control and only at 14 weeks, I literally look like I'm 6 months along. I've been due to have my 3 hour glucose test since my doctor said I was at risk for developing gestational diabetes due to: race, age and family history...but have been putting it off because I've been feeling poorly. Seeing that I've still been feeling so out of it and also looking at the size of my large bump, I got concerned and asked a friend who had G.D to bring her testing kit. So far my glucose level has been high after breakfast. But then again, I did eat a high in carb break: wheat english muffin with butter and 1/2 a purple sweet potato. I'm gonna try to eat a more diabetic friendly diet for lunch and hope that my levels even out. At this point, I don't think I can deal with feeling sick and knowing that I have gestational diabetes. 


I'm keeping my fingers crossed that after my 3 hr test, all will be clear. Pregnancy is complicated! There's no one thing that's easy peasy about it. I'll never take it for granted or look at women with children as pansies in any way again. Women Power! :)

Week 14 only? But I am thankful.

I woke up this morning convinced I was at week 15, but alas...the bump.com told me via email that I'm only at 14. Darn da darn....

Yesterday, my uber religious Christian mother told me that although she sympathizes with my morning sickness pains, that I'm not being thankful enough. To a lady who is super hormonal and actually living the pain, it's not something I wanted to hear. But then later in the afternoon, I read a friend's blog posting about her new baby boy. This friend's story is so incredibly heartbreaking and really resonates with me probably more so now since I'm a mommy-to-be. She is 31, got married a week before I did, conceived easily, had a relatively smooth pregnancy, doing all the right things, eating healthy, exercising, etc. All was good until the day of her son's birth. He came out through emergency c-section fine, but when the pediatrician came by to check on him, they found signs of Down Syndrome. On top of that, he has a case where he has 2 holes in one of the valves of his heart and will need open heart surgery at 5 months. Can you imagine? After excitedly waiting for your new arrival for 9 months...all of a sudden, your world comes crashing down and the healthy baby that you expected turns out to be sick and handicapped? I can't even imagine the shock and disappointment that her family must have experienced, but the most inspiring thing is that she is so thankful and so positive. She doesn't see her baby as damaged or broken. Rather she thinks of him as perfect and as God intended him to be. I can't imagine myself being that strong in that situation, but maybe that's where God kicks in that mama strength that women have once they start breeding kids. :)

After reading her post, it's hard to not shed a tear just because her words and energy are so positive and encouraging. I feel like her community should be the one lifting her up, but her words in reverse made me look at my situation in a whole new perspective. I know that morning sickness and the woes of pregnancy are not candy canes and flowers, but really all I can do is be thankful that I have it. The sickness should be a constant reminder for me that my baby is in there, continuing to grow and that I should nurture it however that I can. The miracle of life is truly a miracle. Only God controls and knows how it all pans out. I feel like I've been taking this pregnancy for granted, saying mean things about how I can't wait for this baby to come out already, and how miserable I am all the time. Instead, I should be thankful that I am still pregnant and that I have to constantly be in prayer and trust that God will provide us with a 100% healthy baby with no special surprises. I could only hope and pray that I could be as strong of a woman/mother as my friend is and all of the other mothers out there who find special strength to raise their kids everyday. So at the end of the day, my mother was right. I do need to be more thankful. Thankful that I'm sick, thankful that we conceived easily, thankful the baby continues to fight on inside of me, thankful for my awesome support system...thankful... :)

Chilaquiles and Facebook

Today, I met one of my kindred spirits, Yoonj for a belated bday lunch for her. We followed the Yelpsters and tried out Anecalpo's Cafe in Santa Ana. I arrived in a foul disgusting mood ready to vomit, but left with a delicious  satisfied feeling and a stomach full of Chilaquiles. This dish is legit! And if my pregnant digestive system is allowing me to keep it down, then it's a major thumbs up in my book. It's a very simple sounding dish. Tortilla chips, a fried egg, cotija cheese, guacamole mouse, sour cream, pico de gallo, and some crazy red sauce that I'll call "crack". Easy on the eyes and easy to eat, and being the bloodsucking carnivore that I am, I normally need to have some sort of meat to call it a meal, but not with this dish. I wanted to take this moment to mention this note worthy meal that I actually enjoyed. Baby...are you secretly a Cholo/a wannabe much like your mama was back in the day? Is Mexican food the only thing that's gonna fully satisfy you while you're cooking in there? In that case, I'll do my best to appease you as long as we can work together harmoniously and you stop this business of the darn nausea. It's a give and take relationship, comprendes? At least for now...please forgive your selfish mommy...

Either way, lunch was a much needed reprieve from my oh so busy day of looking at Facebook all day. Yoonj even taught me a new way to say pornography...or maybe not a new way, but a throwback way of saying it. (don't ask what we were talking about, but hooray for strong whistle blowing women!) I've been feeling so disconnected from the rest of the world lately due to my anti-social behavior, that FB is my only cord to the outside world of friends and society. It's quite entertaining to secretly catch up with old friends and their lives without even having a real live conversation with them. Pictures and minute by minute update posts say a thousand words...literally...minute by minute??? Some of these old friends need to get new lives. ;0 Sorry...that's the hormones talking. ;)

It's only 1:55 PM and I'm ready for my daily 2 hour nap after work. Ah well...back to FB I go...

Week 13!

Here's my first attempt at journaling through my pregnancy and noting down all of the details that I may or may not want to remember down the road.

Can I say that pregnancy has been lovely thus far? Absolutely not! Call me a wimp, but I don't appreciate waking up in the middle of the night for pee runs or nausea attacks. Can't wait for the charlie horses to start in the middle of the night too...If you can't tell, dark moods have become my bff as of late. The hormones and mood swings make me try to avoid crowds of people like the plague in fear of "accidentally" screaming at someone for walking too slow in front of me. yikes...

Since today is the official start of my 2nd trimester, I expected to magically wake up this morning and see rainbows and unicorns. Maybe my positive thinking reinforced my body to support the hypothesis for a little while, but unfortunately, with a snack of some dried fruit, that dream went kaput.

Aside from the nausea, fatigue, lack of desire to be a part of the human race, I've been getting major gas attacks...my poor husband. At the risk of TMI, I look like I'm about 6-7 months pregnant since my gas filled belly is protruding more than normal. All I want to wear are dresses that don't touch my stomach in any way...so essentially mu mus are also my bffs.

Everyone keeps telling me to "hang in there", that it will "get better"...I genuinely want to believe them and not the devil on my shoulder that keeps saying that I will be my mother's daughter and have morning sickness until the day I go into labor. The thought alone makes me think that maybe I should pick up a new hobby of smoking some hierba...but I don't want to get my baby taken away by child services before it's born so I'll icksnay that idea.

I know that this first entry seems dark, negative and poopy...and that's pretty much my mood in a nutshell lately, but I'm sure the next entry will definitely be filled with strawberries and fairy dust. Well...maybe not strawberries, I don't do so well with fruit lately.
Underneath all of the bah humbug-ness...I really am excited and so extremely grateful to have a little peach bun cooking away in my oven. I feel so bad that I can't send good "ohms" the way of my baby right now...but I'm sure once the magic of 2nd trimester hits officially...I hope to turn into that glowy, blissful preggo that you see on TV and movies. And I would like to apologize in advance if you happen to be in my way and I mow you down. (literally and figuratively) :)