Like a daily hangover

Without all of the fun stories the next day. This past few days, I have felt like throwing up but haven't. Felt totally thirsty but if I drink too much water in the am then I really feel like I am going to hurl. All that "I think I lucked out and missed it" crap is haunting me.

The cat is becoming old news around here. She is now peeing in our dryer if ash leaves it open and peed on her chair with my quilt on it. There shouldn't be any reason she is doing this. She is driving me nuts. We are doing everything right. And if she ever peed on my kids stuff, I would be wearing cat slippers in about two seconds. Craigslist seems to be overrun with adult cats available so the hope is all lost in finding a home for her that she could thrive in instead of hate. What To do. What to do.

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Pregnant stress

Went to a motherhood store and started getting a little stressed at the realness of it all. Thankfully I dont need anything for another month of two and i was able to find cute things I would actually wear.

We stopped by a baby depot (like a Ross) and I think I found the diaper bag of my dreams. I am not a baby looney tunes or Winnie kind of gal. If they made a harajuku bag with enough pockets I would just use that....but this one is sweet. I love Paul frank. And the inside is super cute.

It's 50 bucks. But I want it. Bad.

I will probably go back this weekend and just buy it. I don't want to lose out on it as there stock changes and I haven't seen it there before. (last there in may).

I am also hungry. As I post this, food network is tempting me into learning how to deep fry pickles. Seriously, don't those sound amazing. I should be getting ready for my first preg photo shoot. It's in a few hours. I am supposed to bring a few outfits, but I just want a few pictures of me in tank tops, my one pair of jeans that fit, and my converse. Hopefully the guy doesn't get too far from that. It's all I have that fits now as I am too small bellied for a maternity shirt and too big for my normal cute clothes.

Ahhh the stress of it all.
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A really strange night.

Holy weird batman.

At about 3am I kept waking up (a waking dream I think?) and seeing a shape near the end of my bed. The last of these wake ups, the shape took a little more of a form and went from end of my bed to directly above me on the ceiling.

The shape? No joke. A ghost like one you'd imagine from Casper the ghost with the pointy tail (but not so drawn and cutesy). No arms and no face but clothes like mine. I had never experienced that kind of dream before and my heartbeat went from just beating in my heart to my whole body beating with fear. And a little heartburn to boot.

Ash was downstairs sleeping and he didn't wake up to my panicked requests for him to come upstairs. Ok yelling requests. I worked the courage to go get him and woke his ass up (he was a little pissy at the reasoning) but it still took me an hour to fall back asleep.

Pregnancy dreams = crazy.

Btw. I've been following the funniest pregnancy calendar and wanted to share the link.

http://www.alphamom.com/pregnancy-calendar/2008/04/weekly-pregnancy-calendar-week-11.php#more

Sorry it's not linked properly. I am using the phone to post and blogger app... ahem, blogger? are you listening... Needs this option.


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Still in bed.

I am finding it harder to get out of my warm and comfortable bed for fear when I finally do my back will still hurt. Oh sciatic. Can I have a day off?

My miscarriage fears haunt me as soon as I think about going in to a chiropacter or a massuse and getting this thing nipped in the butt. Literally. So I have neglected to look into either, waiting for the second trimester to hit.

Speaking of second trimester, it's just 8 Days away! At least according to my iPhone app...

This has been going by quickly and for the most part painlessly (except for the cramping and back issues). A friend of mine just discovered she's 7 weeks and is busy throwing up every time she breathes, so my woes are far less woeful for her sake.

With my second trimester fast approaching, I want to start on the baby room. Ash, however can't get into this whole thing until I have one of those 7 month bellies. He has trouble remembering I am pregnant, because currently it just looks like I put on a few pounds. Which I haven't, by the way. I want to, I am supposed to, but the scale still says the same thing it did 8 weeks ago. I think he is just seeing my gas baby belly.

Which, fellow work employees...is not where the baby is! You are talking to food and gas when you crouch down and talk to my swollen tummy. Just an FYI.
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The feather prince

Yes dears. My life can return to it's normality.

Project runway is back!

I can't wait for every Thursday. Tim gunn is my main squeeze. Heidi could be my best friend.

This pregnancy will go much faster! Not only can I count down weeks for baby, I can revel in my fashionista love of reality tv weekly too!

Pregnancy related blogging - no symptoms. No cravings. A bit of a headache each day. It's hard to remember Im pregnant half the time. But! Baby is growing and has reached the fetus stage regardless of how I feel on the outside. Still in total belief it's a boy, my lack of symptoms and pizza face sway the old wives tales in that favor.




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Dreams

I had a dream last night that I had a miscarriage. It was so real. I didn't want to get outta bed this morning to pee for fear that would be the case. Hopefully not one of those deja vu kind of dreams that comes true, I was also chased down by a cop because I nearly ran over someone when I realized what was happening.

A few random thoughts -

When I look at a pregnancy calendar, should I look at the date according to my due date or what my ultrasound determined was the date? I would be 9 weeks 5 days according to my due date (dr even kept this date after the ultrasound) or 9 weeks 1 day based off the size we saw? I question this because I have been counting down the days till the end of my first trimester and I wanna throw myself a celebratory buy something baby related that day.

If people could see me naked, they would be able to tell I was pregnant now. There is a bump... And not a gas baby bump. Ok, there is that too! I can't wait for the gas baby to go away so the real baby can shine in the pictures.

Speaking of pictures, I can't get ash to take any so I can post them... And the dreaded take picture in mirror is not a keepsake memory to me. I have been trying to get with a photographer in the area, but we can't seem to be by our phones at the same time. I would like to do a series up until after the baby is born, like 6-8 pictures in a row framed of no tummy to big tummy, then the last with a baby on the tummy. I guess I may have to figure somehing out! Argh!

Symptoms: My scatic nerve hates me. That is all. Oh and that gas baby, i have to learn to eat smaller meals as to not distrub the delicate flower that is my digestive system at the moment. No other symptoms, my boobs have even called a truce and although they have stayed porn star large, they don't seem to hurt any more. Looks like I may have missed nausea, yah!


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Mixed emotions

Earlier I had posted about my parents responses to our baby annoucement. I was confused by my mothers un excited moment followed by a friend running into her and them holding a 15 minute conversation seconds after we told her the news. Leaving us sitting around waiting for them to finish. The confusion hasn't ended.

Occassionaly I get the "how are you feeling" message but when I return the call, silence and boredom seem to meet me on the other end of the line. Or the conversation is filled with money issues and how she wishes we could go shopping for baby stuff, but alas her money woes.

I had expected a much different motherly experience. She had been begging for a grandchild for 7 years. She was able to finally get one from my brother and his wife (the baby is two months) and she was over the moon. Hell she's already been to Texas twice in two months since the babys been born. But...this is not what I think is hindering her excitement...

She and my father have this crazy hate relationship that I have been able to look past but they have not. I think the scariest thing for both of them is that they will be connected and have to see each other on a regular basis after this baby comes. She is stubbornly deciding that she should be staying out of it. I don't know. She couldn't even make time to come to the ultrasound probably for fear that she'd run into my dad.

Eventually, this blog may be filled with posts like this, as ultrasound appts and birthday parties come up and these two have to meet. It's a frustrating topic that fills my mind currently!


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