May 27, 2010
Sore Belly
I'm not the biggest fan of ultrasound technicians anymore. After almost 2 hours of poking and prodding, slathering and poking again, I feel like my whole stomach is bruised! Hopefully baby didn't mind too much. Oh wait.... did I say baby? What I meant was Charli!! We are indeed having a girl. :) Took her a while to get over the shyness, but she cooperated in the end and let us know who would be joining our little family. We'll get the pictures on Monday, so I should be able to post her little profile then.
May 20, 2010
Beware of Steam, You Will Get Burned
This last week has been interesting. I've had a few really really bad days, and a few really really good days (yay!!!). However, mixed in with my own physical state have been little things nagging at me mentally and emotionally, so warning: the vent has been opened to release the pressure.
First, the most common comment I have received during the past week is along the lines of, "Wow, when did you get so big?" or "You're really popping out now!" Although I'm sure these statements are all meant with the sweetest intentions, they do tend to grate on my nerves a bit. For one, yes I am pregnant and will continue to "pop out" until the baby decides to make its entrance. For two, thanks, I didn't notice on my own and appreciate you pointing it out to me! Okay, so maybe a little harsh, but I do realize that I'm getting larger with each passing week. Some of my loose fitting clothes don't even fit anymore, so that's a pretty big clue. Oh, and I do look in the mirror on a daily basis. Even full length ones as our closet doors are mirrors. I'm at the point where I do realize I have a baby growing inside of me, but I feel more on the getting fat side than the miraculous growing a baby side. I've had to start going through my clothes and putting aside some of my favorite things that no longer fit. And to go along with that, I've had to look at buying maternity clothes. If you're trying to live on a budget and can't afford to spend $100 on a shirt and $200 on a pair of pants, you will be wearing a mu-mu and sweat pants. Great, not only do the clothes I love not fit, but I will look and feel like I'm wearing a tent for the next 5 months. *To keep myself in line, I will be making some shirts that I found online that I think are super cute (hope they turn out so I don't spend $100 on one!!) and I just bought a pair of comfortable, but not lounge type, dark grey maternity pants that are kind of normal/cute* Oh, and the next person that mentions that I'm waddling before I get to at least 30 weeks will probably not appreciate my response to their "well intentioned" comment.
Next, although EVERYONE notices my belly now, I personally have regained my invisible status. I'm sure people are a little tired of me responding that I'm still sick whenever they ask how I am, but guess what. I think I'M a little more tired of it than YOU, but I still appreciate it when people genuinely care about how I am doing. I'm sure this is a bit on the selfish side, but I want people to care about me before my life becomes my baby's, and there isn't a whole lot of time left for that. If someone asks how I am doing, (or going as they say here) I may respond that I'm fine or that I'm still sick depending on the day/person asking/sincerity of the question/etc. However, when I get asked how my belly is instead, I may start responding with the exact measurement of that day, amount of gas cramps, or what I've eaten so far. Those must be the details in question, right?
Finally, to go along with my invisible status, (just on a different tangent) I believe I still have the same name that I had before I was pregnant. ***Disclaimer-some of my best friends and family members may fit into this category and I have NO hard feelings towards any of you, so please don't take it personally.*** I realize that major events during life's course cause nicknames to pop up, and said nicknames tend to disappear once the novelty wears off. Examples would be the Graduate, Newly Weds, Greeny/Newbie, etc.. We are all typically fine with these nicknames for a short amount of time, but would prefer for the novelty to wear off a little quicker than it sometimes does so we can get back to our real names. I'm sure most are familiar with the names most prevalent in a pregnant woman's life, but my main two are Mummy-to-be and Prego. Now, I do resemble those remarks, so to a point I don't mind. My only complaint is when these nicknames become more dominant than my given name and my physical state becomes who I am. I am pretty sure that last time I checked I wasn't in elementary or jr. high where Fatty, 4-eyes, Pimples/Zits, Baldy, Shorty, and the like became the person's identity. I'm sure there are plenty of other names that I could be called that would be worse, like stretch marks or cankles, (don't have either yet thankfully) but if you feel so inclined to use my name versus one of the nicknames, I guarantee it will be taken as a more sincere interest on my behalf and a welcome breath of fresh air.
Now, on a more pleasant note, Prego would like to share a glimpse of the "popped out" belly of which she has recently acquired.
First, the most common comment I have received during the past week is along the lines of, "Wow, when did you get so big?" or "You're really popping out now!" Although I'm sure these statements are all meant with the sweetest intentions, they do tend to grate on my nerves a bit. For one, yes I am pregnant and will continue to "pop out" until the baby decides to make its entrance. For two, thanks, I didn't notice on my own and appreciate you pointing it out to me! Okay, so maybe a little harsh, but I do realize that I'm getting larger with each passing week. Some of my loose fitting clothes don't even fit anymore, so that's a pretty big clue. Oh, and I do look in the mirror on a daily basis. Even full length ones as our closet doors are mirrors. I'm at the point where I do realize I have a baby growing inside of me, but I feel more on the getting fat side than the miraculous growing a baby side. I've had to start going through my clothes and putting aside some of my favorite things that no longer fit. And to go along with that, I've had to look at buying maternity clothes. If you're trying to live on a budget and can't afford to spend $100 on a shirt and $200 on a pair of pants, you will be wearing a mu-mu and sweat pants. Great, not only do the clothes I love not fit, but I will look and feel like I'm wearing a tent for the next 5 months. *To keep myself in line, I will be making some shirts that I found online that I think are super cute (hope they turn out so I don't spend $100 on one!!) and I just bought a pair of comfortable, but not lounge type, dark grey maternity pants that are kind of normal/cute* Oh, and the next person that mentions that I'm waddling before I get to at least 30 weeks will probably not appreciate my response to their "well intentioned" comment.
Next, although EVERYONE notices my belly now, I personally have regained my invisible status. I'm sure people are a little tired of me responding that I'm still sick whenever they ask how I am, but guess what. I think I'M a little more tired of it than YOU, but I still appreciate it when people genuinely care about how I am doing. I'm sure this is a bit on the selfish side, but I want people to care about me before my life becomes my baby's, and there isn't a whole lot of time left for that. If someone asks how I am doing, (or going as they say here) I may respond that I'm fine or that I'm still sick depending on the day/person asking/sincerity of the question/etc. However, when I get asked how my belly is instead, I may start responding with the exact measurement of that day, amount of gas cramps, or what I've eaten so far. Those must be the details in question, right?
Finally, to go along with my invisible status, (just on a different tangent) I believe I still have the same name that I had before I was pregnant. ***Disclaimer-some of my best friends and family members may fit into this category and I have NO hard feelings towards any of you, so please don't take it personally.*** I realize that major events during life's course cause nicknames to pop up, and said nicknames tend to disappear once the novelty wears off. Examples would be the Graduate, Newly Weds, Greeny/Newbie, etc.. We are all typically fine with these nicknames for a short amount of time, but would prefer for the novelty to wear off a little quicker than it sometimes does so we can get back to our real names. I'm sure most are familiar with the names most prevalent in a pregnant woman's life, but my main two are Mummy-to-be and Prego. Now, I do resemble those remarks, so to a point I don't mind. My only complaint is when these nicknames become more dominant than my given name and my physical state becomes who I am. I am pretty sure that last time I checked I wasn't in elementary or jr. high where Fatty, 4-eyes, Pimples/Zits, Baldy, Shorty, and the like became the person's identity. I'm sure there are plenty of other names that I could be called that would be worse, like stretch marks or cankles, (don't have either yet thankfully) but if you feel so inclined to use my name versus one of the nicknames, I guarantee it will be taken as a more sincere interest on my behalf and a welcome breath of fresh air.
Now, on a more pleasant note, Prego would like to share a glimpse of the "popped out" belly of which she has recently acquired.
HAPPY 18 WEEKS!
May 18, 2010
Food, Glorious Food
With the wonderful condition of being sick almost endlessly, *seems that way anyway* Blake and I don't get to go out much. By the end of the day, the last thing I want to do is move from my comfortable spot on the couch and go navigate my way through jostling people. However, for Mother's Day this year I managed to convince Hubs that as I have a growing baby inside me, I deserve to get some special treatment. And, lucky for me, the day before Mother's Day I actually felt mostly decent and could go out.
Now, in the raging free spirited artistic loving realm that is Utah...*quilting, etc. not included* .. there aren't many novelty food hot spots. Yes, I love my Leatherby's and Iceburg and the likes, but it's just not Quite the same as Max Brenner. Now if you're lucky enough to frequent Philadelphia or Broadway in New York, then perhaps you have seen a Max Brenner! Have you ever stopped at one? I have passed the one here quite a few times and never really felt the desire to go. You see, the novelty that is Max Brenner is chocolate. I might offend a few of the female kind by saying that I would prefer some fresh fruit to chocolate, but the last thing I have on my mind is eating anything of the processed sweets category. However, it is a very 'hip/cool/in' place to go, so we decided that would be my Mother's Day treat.
Um.... yeah it was good! I probably couldn't have downed my belgian waffle without all that fresh fruit, but it was SO good. Blake's was a chocolate souffle that was so rich he had to keep stealing my fruit to help it go down. Now that I've gone, would I go back again? Unless baby starts craving some serious chocolate, I'll stick to one of the dishes that has something other than chocolate as it's base and add some fruit for good measure, but yes.
On another food note, I have gotten a little sick of the pop and pour dinners that are pretty common around here, *Hubs has been doing the cooking and it's one of the quickest meals to prepare so he can get some school work and contract work done* so I challenged him to make me something from a recipe instead. I personally think he enjoyed creating something like he did. Maybe I'll get recipe meals more often?
Now, in the raging free spirited artistic loving realm that is Utah...*quilting, etc. not included* .. there aren't many novelty food hot spots. Yes, I love my Leatherby's and Iceburg and the likes, but it's just not Quite the same as Max Brenner. Now if you're lucky enough to frequent Philadelphia or Broadway in New York, then perhaps you have seen a Max Brenner! Have you ever stopped at one? I have passed the one here quite a few times and never really felt the desire to go. You see, the novelty that is Max Brenner is chocolate. I might offend a few of the female kind by saying that I would prefer some fresh fruit to chocolate, but the last thing I have on my mind is eating anything of the processed sweets category. However, it is a very 'hip/cool/in' place to go, so we decided that would be my Mother's Day treat.
Mine
Blake's
On another food note, I have gotten a little sick of the pop and pour dinners that are pretty common around here, *Hubs has been doing the cooking and it's one of the quickest meals to prepare so he can get some school work and contract work done* so I challenged him to make me something from a recipe instead. I personally think he enjoyed creating something like he did. Maybe I'll get recipe meals more often?
Dinner last night
Up close
It was prosciutto wrapped lamb with mozzarella, sweet potatoes, and garlic bread. First time I have really had a meal with lamb or prosciutto and it was pretty good. I'm not sure he's making me want to get back into the cooking shoes if he can pull out some dishes like this one. :) I think we'll have to start taking turns once I can stand the smell of cooking again.
*Sorry for the camera phone pictures. We wanted to eat and didn't want to try and find the real camera.*
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