Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Why I Hate Apartment Life: Reason #41

I already have trouble sleeping; I'm sure it has something to do with the ever-changing mid-section. Last night, I didn't go to sleep until after 9 p.m. (this is a good hour later than I have been going to bed). Well, sometime near 1 a.m. (it could have been later), I hear the neighbor above us moaning and groaning like it is the last time she will ever have sex. It starts with some moaning, then the headboard is slamming against the wall, then more moaning, more slamming, more moaning...well, you get the picture. Honestly, it went on for at least an hour.

While laying there in bed, I found myself wondering, what man could keep this up for an hour? I told Ben about it this morning; he said he's heard it before too, but earlier in the evening and just the headboard thing. I told him I had 4 theories of how something like this could have happened: 1) the man was a stallion, 2) Viagra (pure speculation on my part, I've never even seen the stuff...I don't know how long it makes one last), 3) Toys, 4) W.D. I give the first theory about a 5% chance of being the 'culprit'. Seriously, how many stallions can there be out there? The Viagra, I'm thinking is maybe in the 15% range. After Ben told me this woman was about 40, I thought that might be more of an option (I was also very repulsed). Factoring in the age thing again, the chance that accessories were involved is at least 50%. Then there's the ever popular W.D.; at this time in the morning (on a Tuesday night) there had to be some alcohol involved. I'm saying at least a 30% chance.

Then after I thought about all of those things, I thought it was strange that I had spent so much time thinking about them and analyzing them. I'm weird. Also, I blame the pregnancy. Otherwise, I would have just slept through the whole thing, and my peri-menopausal neighbors sex life would have never entered my thoughts.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Week 14

So today marks the beginning of the 14th week along with the start of the second trimester. I was hoping today, I would wake up and find the sickness just gone. That was not the case. My legs felt like Jell-O, there was a headache and the morning sickness was still there. I know this will get better, and I feel bad complaining. But I must vent.

I feel so lucky that Ben and I had only one bump in the road to getting pregnant. This is one of those things that most couples don't feel comfortable discussing, but I actually feel better talking about it. And I hope it helps couples out there realize a lot of people have problems. Ben and I ended up getting pregnant (totally unplanned) back in May. It came as a total shock. We were in the process of trying to sell a house and relocate back to Arkansas. I figured it out around the 5th week. I called Ben (who was out of town), and after the initial shock - he was pretty pumped too. They did a sonogram in my 7th week, and I had lost the baby. I was heartbroken. Some friends back in Arkansas had their baby boy a week later, and I found myself bitter about it. Ben's sister's best friend told us she was expecting about a month later, and I couldn't be happy for her and her husband. Even though we hadn't been trying, I wanted the baby more than anything. So when the doctor told me we could try as soon as things were back to normal, that's what we did. And fortunately, the first month, things worked out. Now I feel terrible about the way I felt (and acted) for those couple of months. And now when I complain, I feel a little guilty. I could be struggling with something much worse than an achy back.

But I am keeping my fingers crossed that one day I'll just feel great and have endless amounts of energy.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

13 Weeks



I am now in my 13th week. This week the baby is the size of a peach. (As a side, a peach sounds fantastic right now). I am starting to feel a little bit better, which leads me even more to believing I will be having a boy. Ben is in Scottsdale through tomorrow on a work trip. I really hate it when he's out of town. The primary thing I hate is taking Greyson out first thing in the morning and picking up her poo. And then there's the having to do everything by myself. Of course, I do get some more room in the bed so I can't complain too much.

I don't feel exceptionally thin these days. It's a matter of time before my 'fat' pants are too small. In a way, I am ready to make the leap to maternity wear so I don't have to deal with buttons and tucking in shirts. I've also considered dresses which limit the binding in the mid-section.

In no way do I think I look only 13 weeks pregnant, but here I am... (Yeah, I ate half a can of Pringles salt and vinegar chips. You can see them in the bottom left of the picture).












And then there's sweet baby G. She's always so tired after a full day of daycare. If only I could send her every single day.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Just call me a baker...

cause there's a bun in the oven. It's official; I am knocked up (I just love that phrase; it sounds so tawdry). I am currently in my 12th week, and my due date is April 27, 2009. This week the little nugget is the size of a large plum. Right now, I really just look like I have a bad beer gut. No one ever mentions how absolutely horrid you are going to feel the entire first trimester. I am convinced very few would risk feeling like this for several months for a baby. It has been horrible. But Ben has been so nice - he does the grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking, and pretty much anything else I ask of him. I am looking forward to making it to week 14, when there's a chance this feeling might ease off a bit.

Also, we are totally preparing ourselves for how Greyson may act when I have a huge belly or when the baby finally arrives. She is practically attached to me when we are at home. It will be hard to not make her my third priority. We may have to do some obedience classes again.

Me @ 12 weeks with my beer gut and crazy dog...

Friday, October 3, 2008

We're Here

Yep. Ben and I now have a blog. We lead a pretty boring life, so I can't make any promises about how interesting I can keep this thing. But we have so many out-of-town friends, I figured this would be the best way to keep you all up to date on our ever-changing life.