This weekend also marks my first unsolicited belly rubs -- THREE of them. I'm guessing I must be showing a bit, or else I'm really overdoing it on the pizza these days.
Happy Mother's Day!
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Sunday, May 13, 2012
Unofficial Mother's Day
I feel a little bit like a fraud being celebrated with the rest of the moms with outside children, but I'm still grateful. My husband especially wanted to make this year special. Not only did he bring me home my favorite breakfast (Sausage and egg biscuit for the win!), but he presented me with flowers and a card and promises of a pedi.
This weekend also marks my first unsolicited belly rubs -- THREE of them. I'm guessing I must be showing a bit, or else I'm really overdoing it on the pizza these days.
Happy Mother's Day!
This weekend also marks my first unsolicited belly rubs -- THREE of them. I'm guessing I must be showing a bit, or else I'm really overdoing it on the pizza these days.
Happy Mother's Day!
Friday, March 9, 2012
5 Weeks
Why does time seemed to have stopped since I got my BFP? I'm only ONE-EIGHTH into this?? Actually I'm just impatient to get to second tri, mostly because I know my risk of miscarriage decreases at that stage.
I cursed myself the other day after my last blog post. The morning after voicing my sadistic wish for morning sickness ... viola! The next morning was awful. No throwing up thankfully, but still... ! And since I seem to be on a complaining kick, let me vketch about the cold that's kicking my pregnant butt. Apparently you can't take any decent medication when you're with child, so I have snotted and sniffled without the luxury of my usual Nyquil and throat logenzes.
Thankfully my husband has been pretty great this past week, getting me whatever I need and asking me often how I'm feeling. When he calls from work he'll ask, "How's the kid?" as if it's something bigger than its current appleseed-sized state. And again, for fear of not remembering this wild time in our lives, I'm going to risk mortifying him someday when he finds this blog to share what he emailed Wednesday: I just wanted to take a second and tell you that I love you and that I can’t even begin to describe how happy I am that we are expanding our family. I just hope to be the best father and supporter in the world.
I've 'confessed' to a few more people this week. As much as I fear telling too many people because of how early it is, these are all people I wouldn't have a problem "un-telling." I'm basically an open book to all of my friends and colleagues, and it's killing me to have to withhold things or try to remember not to complain about a certain symptom that would totally out me.
At any rate, I'm thrilled it's the weekend and that I can take endless naps for two whole days! Apparently pregnancy turns you into a two-year-old (or college student).
I cursed myself the other day after my last blog post. The morning after voicing my sadistic wish for morning sickness ... viola! The next morning was awful. No throwing up thankfully, but still... ! And since I seem to be on a complaining kick, let me vketch about the cold that's kicking my pregnant butt. Apparently you can't take any decent medication when you're with child, so I have snotted and sniffled without the luxury of my usual Nyquil and throat logenzes.
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| Oh hai, bloat! |
I've 'confessed' to a few more people this week. As much as I fear telling too many people because of how early it is, these are all people I wouldn't have a problem "un-telling." I'm basically an open book to all of my friends and colleagues, and it's killing me to have to withhold things or try to remember not to complain about a certain symptom that would totally out me.
At any rate, I'm thrilled it's the weekend and that I can take endless naps for two whole days! Apparently pregnancy turns you into a two-year-old (or college student).
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