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( I Wrote this about a week and a half ago for my friends and family page. I thought I'd share it with you as well. and Im proud to announce that Im in my 5th month now. Yay!)
So the last time I blogged was like, forever-ago.
I feel like my brain has been mushified, so pardon me if began to ramble.
The main reason for my brains "mushification" is that I am 4 & 3/4 months pregnant. "3/4" because Im already doing the countdown.... If I could could slip into a nice comfortable coma until the Baby arrives, I would be content.
Oh, dont get me wrong, I am excited to be a Mommy again. Even the newborn obstacles arent scaring me; the sleepless nights, diaper duty, breastfeeding, etc.
Bring it on.
Because those are all things that happen OUTSIDE of my body.
Having been so proud of being able to maintain my size 2 body for the past 4 years has been somewhat of a personal accomplishment. I followed a strict diet, eating what I know worked with my body, excercised religously, and for the first time, finally felt in tune with myself.
Even my mentality has changed. I'm not skiddish, or easily dissappointed. My self worth isn't dependant on how others make me feel, whether my husband is acting right or how many friends call when I'm feeling blue.
Nothing like baking a baby to remind you of how out of control you really are!
My sense of smell has gone haywire. I could easily replace the k-9 unit at the police department, if my energy level wasnt below zero. And if I could hold down Kibble. But I bet if I think about it long enough, I might start to crave it.
I did a prenatal pilates workout for the first time yesterday, determined to remind this Baby whos Boss. But when I went to reach for my toes, a foreign set of thighs loomed at me. It even took a second for me to realize that, those sausage-y looking bearings belonged to me!
After weeks of only being able to hold down baby food and ice, I am finally able to hold down solid food. And figuring out what Baby wants to eat is proving quite difficult. And totally out of the ordinary!
Majesty, my seven year old, is enjoying her newfound freedom. Since I've been all but glued to my bed, shes been making the most out of Her summer vacation by riding her bike (without training wheels!), digging for "Dinosaur bones" with her neighborhood friends, aqnd starting water fights. I'm sure that shes' ticking someone off, but since no one has come to complain at my doorstep yet, I'm encouraging her to live her "Life Wide Open"...just don't track it across my carpet!
Well, tonite, I've enjoyed a dinner of Shrimp with Lobster sauce, followed by a Reeses cup concrete mixer ( another form of a DQ"blizzard"). This is as close to normal as it gets for me lately, and I am determined to enjoy it!
Majesty is sitting next to me enjoying a bowl of Ice Cream as well, just relaxing, watching an old movie. She just asked me if its ok for me to eat Ice Cream while I'm pregnant. I said " I think its ok, why?" She said , rather non-chalantly, that she just doesn't want me to throw up on her.
How thoughtful.
Good night all, Holler soon. |
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