Food Sucks

Yep, that's right people. Prego just said food sucks. Or maybe it should say eating sucks. Either way, the joy is gone. Yesterday at Joe's, we had some cheese fries (split 3 ways) and I had half of a BLT. I was so miserable, I felt like I'd just emptied an all-you-can-eat breakfast buffet. I am so squooshed on my insides... this must be how people with gastric bypass surgery feel... without the joy of a baby as the reason why.

Baby Girl has parked her little tuckus on my right side, directly under my ribs. Every once in awhile, she gives me a good push, I guess to let me know she's doing ok in there. It doesn't hurt, but it's not comfortable, either. As she gets bigger and bigger (she's going to almost triple in size over the next 8 weeks) I would imagine she will be able to pack a pretty powerful punch. It's going to get interesting. And I'm probably just going to get bitchier and complain more. Yay for Cory! :(

Christmas was great, we had a blast in Dallas with the Bloyds. It was so nice to be at someone else's house... even though I don't do much around here these days, it still always nags at me what I should be doing. At C's house, I sat on my ass without feeling any guilt. :D

We have a doc appointment this week. My doc is on vacation so it'll be someone else. A dude. Hopefully, this appt. will be like the last few. I'd hate for it to be the one week they actually make me get nekkid or something. That might freak Cory out a little bit.

The nursery is looking fabulous. We just need to assemble the crib and paint the chair rail. I'm quite pleased with the results thus far!

Hope everyone has a great NYE. I have to work and I can't drink, so please, someone out there go get crazy for me.

Merry Christmas!

Whatever your beliefs, whatever your holiday is called, have a good one. We are traveling to Dallas to spend some time with Uncle Mark and Aunt Candice.

Hopefully we will get some good photos and I will post them when we get back.

xoxo

29 Weeks!

I really need to post a picture of my belly again. Good grief, it feels so big! I don't know how I can continue to grow for 10-11 more weeks. I mean, I know I can, and will, but geez! I can really see the end of my belly button now, it's probably only a matter of time before it pops like a turkey thermometer.

I know I've bitched a lot about the aches and pains and discomforts and inconveniences, but I'm in a good mood today, so I better get this out before my mood swings again... :)

• There has been nothing more exciting than seeing Cory's face the first time he felt the baby move.
• I can't stop rubbing my belly, and I wonder if she can sense my touch.
• I like having my friends touch my tummy. It doesn't bother me at all, and so far, no strangers have invaded my space.
• I can't wait until I can actually hold her.
• I can't wait until I can actually see Cory hold her.
  
• The emotional roller coaster has been tough on everyone in this house, but sometimes there's nothing better than a good, hard cry.
• I've never run around the house in my underwear before now. I told my sister, "Why not? This is the body that Cory built." :)

Anyway, just thought I'd throw this up there because the next time I post, I'll probably be complaining about hemorrhoids...

Update

Well, I caved in and went back to Marble Slab. Chocolate swiss with almonds and strawberries. YUM. They were out of sweet cream again, of course, but the asshat wasn't working so I just let it go. Cory asked me when I got back if I implemented Project Jay Pryor but I didn't. I am saving that for when that guy is there. My sister had coffee ice cream with Heath, and it was damn good too.

We (er... Paula and Cory) started painting the nursery. After 3 paint samples, I found the green I want. I think it's going to be very pretty in the end. I'm ready to have it all complete with the little crib and everything!

I had my first case of heartburn last night. I actually had to look it up on the internet today to see if that's what it was. I've had acid reflux before with this prego business but I guess never had heartburn. I didn't really even know there was a difference. Anyway, it sucked. It woke me up out of a dead sleep, I thought I was having a heart attack. Boo on heartburn! No more milk and oreos before bed.

Appointment tomorrow - stay tuned. There may be photos!

PS: Oh yeah, i took my first tumble today. I don't feel like I've lost my balance but I still tripped over my own damn feet. Landed on my knee. It's all skinned. :( I felt so retarded...