Don’t Kill the Baby!

14Nov07

So, I think I’m finally over losing all my work from my previous blog (on Blogger).  I’m very disappointed in Blogger in that they never got back to me about helping me get my blog back — and, I think it’s a disgrace, and I’ll be sure to tell everyone I know not to use them if they can help it.  DON’T USE BLOGGER IF YOU CHERISH YOUR WORK!  OK, I’m done venting now. 

So, for anyone that missed gruesome details about pregancy, I’m back!  I’m about 17 1/2 weeks along, and things are starting to feel really “real”.  It’s so weird being pregnant, it really is.  I think it’s even weirder since the pregnancy was completely unexpected since I never had a chance to get used to the idea that I’d be growing a little alien in my tummy. (And I know it’s an alien because when the Dr. used the Doppler to listen to the heartbeat last week, it made a very alien sound that even the Dr. didn’t recognize, and we both couldn’t stop laughing.)  The first trimester, although disgusting due to nausea and gas, was sort of a “bliss” period in which I could easily fit into all my normal clothes, continue to go out into the world without feeling like peeing every six seconds and kind of gloating in my own little personal world of “being pregnant”.  Now that people know, it’s odd because everyone always asks how I’m doing (but what they really mean is how are you feeling since you’re pregnant and probably really uncomfortable right now … and also secretly grateful that it’s not them).  I just realized the other day that never again will anyone ask how I am doing “just because”.  It was always be because I’m pregnant or after pregnancy they will ask about me, my child and/or my family.  Wow, I’m going to have a family.  That is really something, but it’s a good something.  All these little realizations hit every once in awhile, and I think they are coming more and more because I can really notice my stomach popping out now — so it’s 100% real.  I can no longer “suck it in” — it hurts to suck it in, so it’s good to actually let it all hang out and let the belly do what it’s supposed to do. 

 Thank god my jeans still fit … for now anyway. 

There are no weird food cravings lately.  The second trimester really is so much better like everyone said it would be.  The only weird side effects happening lately are sudden tiredness (I just can’t stay up for a movie OR get up in the morning … and that is so unlike me) and sharp twinges in my lower abdomen when I move weird … it’s those ligaments stretching.  And I’ll probably look like I’ve aged 10 years on the left side of my face by the time this is all over because sleeping on my left side is the only comfortable way to sleep (that, and Chris told me that I’ll kill the baby if I sleep any other way … but what he really means is that I am way over on my side of the bed, and it’s a convenient excuse to give him more room in bed at night for at least 5 more months).  I also noticed my belly button looks different, and that’s when I realized that it’s stretching out and preparing for future months when it will probably pop out like a turkey timer on Thanksgiving day.  Hot.

Actually, “don’t kill the baby” is our new saying around the house … I say it when Chris tickles me too hard, plays too rough or pushes the dogs on me.  I say it when I think he doesn’t cook the meat long enough and doesn’t take the trash out.    What can I say, it’s maternal instinct … and it just sounds funny too.

I will continue to keep you updated on the fun trials & tribulations of being pregnant.  I’ll always strive to be honest, no matter how bad it gets … promise.  Next week we find out if we’re having a Quentin or a Summer.  Stay tuned.

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