Monday, November 24, 2014

On Being Pregnant

So, I have to say it…  I almost feel like I should whisper it so as not to a) jinx my so far very pleasant pregnancy and b) anger those who haven’t had such a pleasant go of it…  But I love being pregnant.  I mean sure, the first trimester, all I wanted to do was lay on my couch and sleep.  And now I’m completely grossed out by Mexican food and chicken.  I find that to be troubling, but whatever.  I can live with it.
But, I’ve felt good.  I’m still sleeping pretty well.  I haven’t gotten nearly as fat as I expected I might.  My grandma says I have a glow.  I mean, I’ll take it.  And maternity pants, seriously, we’re in a committed relationship.  Do I really have to give them up when this gig is over?  They are amazingly comfortable!  Why are more pants not made like this?  I mean, other than yoga pants.  My cravings haven’t been too insane.  Sure, I’ve eaten like six fun size bags of M&Ms today, but that really counts as like 1 ½ real bags, right?

So yeah, I like being pregnant.  At this point, I feel like I could definitely do this again.  And man, the decorating.  I love the decorating.  It’s making my heart so happy.  People keep telling me the nesting is going to set in and I just stare at them blankly.  I think I’ve been in a permanent state of nesting since we bought our house.  Pretty sure it’s just in my blood.  I’m okay with it.  But I’ve looooved putting together the nursery and seeing how it’s all coming together.  I kind of want to squeal a little over it.  I restrain myself, mostly.

I’ve loved seeing my bump grow.  And even more feeling the baby move more and more.  I haven’t exactly loved people’s opinions on my growing bump.  I’m not sure why exactly pregnancy is free reign for everyone else to put their hands on my belly (not okay!) and to comment how big I’m getting.  I’m not a touchy person by nature, if we’re not hugging friends (and believe me, those are a select few) you should not be touching my belly.  Co-workers, definitely not!  Same goes for commenting on someone’s size.  Unless it’s later to say “Oh my gosh, you’ve gotten so skinny!” or, “You look great!”  You should probably be keeping that, along with your hands, to yourself.  Now if we’re related or close friends, a kind comment is fine.  My husband’s sweet grandmother told me I was just getting pregnant straight out.  I will take that!  That fits all the criteria:  we’re related and it was sweet!

Now, as for the whole baby arriving thing….  That part is terrifying and I just try not to think about it too much.  So what if I’ve only ever changed two diapers in my entire life.  And they were the diapers of a two year old who stood up the whole time.  Details, right?  I’m pretty sure we can figure this out.  There’s always Google.

But, I’m excited to meet her.  I can’t wait to see what she looks like.  And what her little personality is like.  And when she’ll even come!  Planning for Christmas is super hard!  She’s due Christmas Eve, so I’m really curious when she’ll actually make her appearance.  Man, it’s all so exciting.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Why I've been MIA

So, it's been a hot minute since I've been around.  Well, it's kind of a big deal.  In April we found out we're expecting a baby.  We found out in the middle of my super busy work season -- during state testing, graduation and senior event prep, fall enrollment -- all that crazy stuff a school counselor does in the spring.  I was also offered (and accepted) a new job.  So, it was kind of a crazy spring.

I was consumed with that early pregnancy exhaustion where all I wanted to do was lay on the couch and watch TV.  So, basically nothing got done in our house throughout the spring.  Summer finally hit and we kicked it in high gear.  The room that used to be our office got cleaned out in preparation to become a nursery.  And the whole house got a top to bottom purge.  We're slowly getting ready.

But with the new job, and all the baby preparation, there hasn't been a lot of time for anything else.  And now that we're just over a month from our due date (Christmas Eve!!!) I thought it was about time to fire things back up.

Exciting things are hopefully coming on the blog.  I think I have some great ideas of a bit of a turn for the blog.  But I'm back.  And very soon, terrifyingly soon, we'll be a family of three.  Stay tuned!