Craving today = rice with egg mixed in. So, upon arriving home from work I put some spanish rice on the stove, cracked open two farm raised eggs in a skillet, chopped up some chives and added it to the eggs and waited for the magic to happen. In under 20 minutes I had a large bowl of rice and eggs that were delicious! I literally ate half the box of rice and shared the other half with Jesse, sans egg because he won't eat eggs.
Jesse was down at McDonald's when I got home picking up a treat for me. He had a coupon for a free hot chocolate so he wanted to surprise me. I guess it took a bit for them to fulfill his order so he also got a coupon for a free small fry that will be fulfilled in the very near future :) I will say, the hot chocolate was quite tasty! I haven't gotten one there before and I was impressed!
Tomorrow I will have completed 27 weeks and will start my 3rd trimester. I cannot believe it! Thursday I have an appointment (that I'm half dreading) where I will have my glucose test, get tested for chicken pox (did I ever post my rant on that?!), and get an ultrasound and meet with the doctor. Depending on how the glucose test goes I may or may not post on Thursday...but pictures and stats will be coming soon! I have a feeling that my belly hasn't grown a ton...but who knows. I have put on about 6 lbs in the last 4 weeks I think. It's tough because the doctor's scale never matches up with mine...
I just saw on TV that Jessica Simpson has already signed a deal with Weight Watchers for after her pregnancy. Geesh - I would think it'd be worth seeing how your body naturally deals with the weight prior to doing that. I would give it at least a year before trying a formal diet plan...but that's just me.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
26 weeks, 5 days
I'm tired...again. I feel like I have been "sick" with something consistently all for the last month plus so I don't know if it's because of that or because I am creeping up on the 3rd trimester.
During my work day I can't seem to eat enough! I struggle with not liking all the choices that I provide myself and I eye everyone else's food. Or, if it's on Anna's menu I just help myself.
I dream of the days when I can sleep through the night with out having funky dreams or going to the bathroom three times or having to move a ginormous pillow just to turn over. I also get over heated in my sleep and kick off all the blankets and then try to pull the pillow over my body in place of a blanket. It's such weird sleeping patterns!
I'm also a negative Nelly these days - hence why I haven't posted a lot lately. I will hopefully get out of this funk soon so I can have some funny stories to share with you.
I also haven't done anything embarrassing lately which is a feat in and of itself.
During my work day I can't seem to eat enough! I struggle with not liking all the choices that I provide myself and I eye everyone else's food. Or, if it's on Anna's menu I just help myself.
I dream of the days when I can sleep through the night with out having funky dreams or going to the bathroom three times or having to move a ginormous pillow just to turn over. I also get over heated in my sleep and kick off all the blankets and then try to pull the pillow over my body in place of a blanket. It's such weird sleeping patterns!
I'm also a negative Nelly these days - hence why I haven't posted a lot lately. I will hopefully get out of this funk soon so I can have some funny stories to share with you.
I also haven't done anything embarrassing lately which is a feat in and of itself.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
26 weeks down 14 to go!
I have been uncomfortable the past few days with a pain in my lower right side by my hip. It's been pretty constant and annoying. Literally I got home from work yesterday and lying on the couch was too much work. I drew myself a hot (nope, warm) bath, put some bubbles in it, and slowly lowered myself down. And there I stayed for about half an hour. I needed help to get out of the tub and my body no longer is as limber as it used to be. As I hobbled around the house I remembered that I had a pregnancy belt downstairs from Jess that I could try. So I made my way down the stairs and fitted the belt just under my bump. I was finally able to stand up straight! It was not a cure-all but it was definitely a huge improvement. I wore it while I prepared dinner and then took it off to crash on the couch for the evening.
After getting dressed today I immediately put the belt back on and wore it all day. It did two great things: 1) kept me comfy throughout the day so I could function at work and arrive home without pain and very minimal discomfort and 2) allowed me to wear a pair of maternity jeans that I thought I wouldn't be able to wear because they not only dragged down themselves causing me to have the oh-so-sexy draggy butt look but took my underwear with them requiring me to reach down into the back of my pants and hike up not only the pants but my undies with it! I had to hike them up approximately zero times today! So, I have a third pair of maternity jeans in my rotation now :)
Jesse approached me about two transgressions this evening. The first I left the TV on this morning. I had watched a DVR-ed episode of Gossip Girl this morning since I'm not going in at the crack of dawn every day anymore. I had hit the power button which typically will turn off the cable box and TV, but sometimes only turns off the cable box. I didn't stick around long enough to see that I left the TV on. The second was that I didn't flush the toilet. Here's my dirty little secret: in an attempt to not fully wake up during my many bathroom trips at night I have trained myself not to flush. And, for the record, I am a great flusher! I even put the seat down every time (because I have a fear of the spray of toilet water from the pressure of flushing). I am typically the first one in the bathroom after we wake up so I have been able to cover this awful behavior. This morning I wasn't the first in the bathroom. However, this was not the instance Jesse approached me about. Nope. It was when I used the bathroom while he was in the shower (I also don't flush when someone is in the shower because I'm convinced that the shower and toilet share the same water line and when you flush you get dirty water on you in the shower). I guess I never realized the issues I have regarding a toilet until now...
Anywho - the point of sharing this is because I was laughing to the point of pain and tears. He has definitely learned how to communicate with me things that he would like for me to do in a way that does not come across as judgmental or angry. His opening line was something like "I found something yellow that had been left to mellow with a half a wad of toilet paper" (did I mention I try to reduce my usage of toilet paper to be kind to the earth?). Usually we begin with "I've got a bone to pick with you" so this approach was amazing. I could barely stop laughing to acknowledge his two points and apologize for my laziness - which is what it was...or forgetfulness. I keep forgetting to pull the pregnesia card.
After getting dressed today I immediately put the belt back on and wore it all day. It did two great things: 1) kept me comfy throughout the day so I could function at work and arrive home without pain and very minimal discomfort and 2) allowed me to wear a pair of maternity jeans that I thought I wouldn't be able to wear because they not only dragged down themselves causing me to have the oh-so-sexy draggy butt look but took my underwear with them requiring me to reach down into the back of my pants and hike up not only the pants but my undies with it! I had to hike them up approximately zero times today! So, I have a third pair of maternity jeans in my rotation now :)
Jesse approached me about two transgressions this evening. The first I left the TV on this morning. I had watched a DVR-ed episode of Gossip Girl this morning since I'm not going in at the crack of dawn every day anymore. I had hit the power button which typically will turn off the cable box and TV, but sometimes only turns off the cable box. I didn't stick around long enough to see that I left the TV on. The second was that I didn't flush the toilet. Here's my dirty little secret: in an attempt to not fully wake up during my many bathroom trips at night I have trained myself not to flush. And, for the record, I am a great flusher! I even put the seat down every time (because I have a fear of the spray of toilet water from the pressure of flushing). I am typically the first one in the bathroom after we wake up so I have been able to cover this awful behavior. This morning I wasn't the first in the bathroom. However, this was not the instance Jesse approached me about. Nope. It was when I used the bathroom while he was in the shower (I also don't flush when someone is in the shower because I'm convinced that the shower and toilet share the same water line and when you flush you get dirty water on you in the shower). I guess I never realized the issues I have regarding a toilet until now...
Anywho - the point of sharing this is because I was laughing to the point of pain and tears. He has definitely learned how to communicate with me things that he would like for me to do in a way that does not come across as judgmental or angry. His opening line was something like "I found something yellow that had been left to mellow with a half a wad of toilet paper" (did I mention I try to reduce my usage of toilet paper to be kind to the earth?). Usually we begin with "I've got a bone to pick with you" so this approach was amazing. I could barely stop laughing to acknowledge his two points and apologize for my laziness - which is what it was...or forgetfulness. I keep forgetting to pull the pregnesia card.
Monday, December 5, 2011
25 weeks 5 days
Jesse shared his germs with me. Now I'm sick...again. I used to have a great immune system. This baby sucked all the good antibodies for himself. I'm OK with that - but not a fan of the stuffy nose, sore throat, and constant look of just having finished crying after I blow my nose that prompts co-workers to ask "Are you OK?"
A Victoria's Secret commercial is on tv and as much as I don't look like a single one of those models I do have some cleavage sans push-up bra that poses some competition for them :)
This afternoon my lower right side starting pulling. So I went poop. It was a good poop. Then at 3:00 it started hurting again and it pretty much hasn't stopped. The baby is moving and grooving pretty well cause I fed him nuggets and fries but I'm not a comfy mommy right now. Hopefully my uterus finished growing or whatever it is settles down. Maybe it's Adin trying to push his way out, but he's going the wrong direction.
I was in a Kindergarten classroom this afternoon and they love to ask me about being pregnant. Some questions included "Are you married?" "Did you want a baby?" "Did you go to the doctor's to get an egg?" (my personal favorite) "Did you want a boy?" "Can you name him [insert that child's name here] next time?" and others. All of these questions were sparked by my simply struggling to sit on the carpet with them. I was telling Jesse about it on the way home and he laughed and said I was fairly close to "Ask you mom/dad" as a response since their questions were getting more intrusive.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
25 weeks 4 days
On an impulse, Jesse and I went down to New York this weekend. We were going to go next weekend for a moving party, but got an invite Thursday evening to head down on Friday. So, after work, an oil change, and packing we got in the car and headed down. Jesse and I have experienced some horrific driving situations in Connecticut and New York - but let me tell you...this drive was AMAZING! In 2.5 hours we arrived at the brand new Chasse homestead in New York. We also found a Starbucks enroute that is conveniently located right off the highway.
We got the grand tour and enjoyed each others company that evening before going to bed around midnight. It was an awful night's sleep. Jesse was sick and popping Chloraseptic lozenges like it was candy. Pop, suck, pop, suck. Jake was pacing and unsettled. Then, the wake up time for the boys was 6:15, and consequently we gals were up too. I got some snuggle time with Kara before we finally roused for breakfast.
We were out the door and exploring their new terrain to find adequate shopping bright and early. In fact we were in the Walmart parking lot by 8:30 realizing that other stores we would need to go to wouldn't be open for a bit. The boys were doing the heavy work at Home Depot and packing and moving boxes. By 11:30 all of the shopping was complete and Kara and I had made a bed of pillows and blankets on their family room floor whilst watching Knocked Up (which is fairly appropriate for both of us).
By 4:30, the boys had taken down a dozen or so trees and we had ordered dinner from an amazing local restaurant that served comfort food and whose slogan was "Put some south in your mouth". At some point, we will buy one of the t-shirts with that slogan. By 6:00 Lion King was on TV and the boys were outside shooting cans, tin, and a cat (photo). By 7:45 the movie was over, all the songs were sung by Kara and I, and we were realizing that it would not be OK to go to bed before 9:00...being the adults that we are. So, we toughed it out until 9:20 and then all of us shuffled and fell in to bed.
This morning Kara and Matt cooked up a great breakfast, we snapped a belly photo (to come when internet is added to the new homestead), got a photo of the happy new homeowners outside of their house, and headed back. I'm happy to say we made it home in LESS THAN 2.5 hours (yes, Jesse drove fast, but he kept pace with everyone else). Since getting home, I have done a few loads of laundry, grocery shopping, watched a movie, and snuggled with Jake (who is EXHAUSTED!). We have a fire blazing and both of us are yawning up a storm. Jake is in the midst of a pretty intense dream as I type including noises and full body movement...on the couch between Jesse and I.
In other news - I am officially unable to fit into my own t-shirts and have began wearing Jesse's. Additionally, I have taken all "big kid" poops this week, where as the last 12+ weeks have merely been tiny nuggets that come in 2's and 3's. It's good to get cleaned out!
We got the grand tour and enjoyed each others company that evening before going to bed around midnight. It was an awful night's sleep. Jesse was sick and popping Chloraseptic lozenges like it was candy. Pop, suck, pop, suck. Jake was pacing and unsettled. Then, the wake up time for the boys was 6:15, and consequently we gals were up too. I got some snuggle time with Kara before we finally roused for breakfast.
We were out the door and exploring their new terrain to find adequate shopping bright and early. In fact we were in the Walmart parking lot by 8:30 realizing that other stores we would need to go to wouldn't be open for a bit. The boys were doing the heavy work at Home Depot and packing and moving boxes. By 11:30 all of the shopping was complete and Kara and I had made a bed of pillows and blankets on their family room floor whilst watching Knocked Up (which is fairly appropriate for both of us).
By 4:30, the boys had taken down a dozen or so trees and we had ordered dinner from an amazing local restaurant that served comfort food and whose slogan was "Put some south in your mouth". At some point, we will buy one of the t-shirts with that slogan. By 6:00 Lion King was on TV and the boys were outside shooting cans, tin, and a cat (photo). By 7:45 the movie was over, all the songs were sung by Kara and I, and we were realizing that it would not be OK to go to bed before 9:00...being the adults that we are. So, we toughed it out until 9:20 and then all of us shuffled and fell in to bed.
This morning Kara and Matt cooked up a great breakfast, we snapped a belly photo (to come when internet is added to the new homestead), got a photo of the happy new homeowners outside of their house, and headed back. I'm happy to say we made it home in LESS THAN 2.5 hours (yes, Jesse drove fast, but he kept pace with everyone else). Since getting home, I have done a few loads of laundry, grocery shopping, watched a movie, and snuggled with Jake (who is EXHAUSTED!). We have a fire blazing and both of us are yawning up a storm. Jake is in the midst of a pretty intense dream as I type including noises and full body movement...on the couch between Jesse and I.
In other news - I am officially unable to fit into my own t-shirts and have began wearing Jesse's. Additionally, I have taken all "big kid" poops this week, where as the last 12+ weeks have merely been tiny nuggets that come in 2's and 3's. It's good to get cleaned out!
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