7/30/09

I think we have all had these days and can completely relate but at the same time its sad to see someone so young singing I hate everyone. Hmmm . . .

7/15/09


I am just one of your typical, irritated pregnant moms. Well, maybe not so typical. We all have issues when we are pregnant but lately its seems that I keep getting challenge after challenge with this sweet girl growing inside. It began with morning sickness, which naturally lasts all day and all nine months. This was no surprise since I did the same thing with the other two. Next we move on to tachycardia (rapid heart rate) which thankfully is not life threatening but just frustrating for an active person who is being told to sit down and take easy. I don't want to take it freaking easy! I want to swim during the summer not sit on the side to watch everyone else having fun. Moving on. In addition to this, I am having braxton-hicks contractions a few times a day. Again no big deal, just lay down and rest. Crap! Now we get to add two new issues to the ever growing list. It seems that my iron is low so onto supplements I go. Normally, I wouldn't complain about this but iron has the tendency to encourage constipation. Did I mention that I am constipated already from the medicine I take for my morning sickness? This is starting to suck! The next new issue is sugar. My glucose test came back abnormal which means I have to wake up early, not eat or drink anything, have a nasty orange glucose drink and get poked with a needle four times to see if I am experiencing gestational diabetes. Did you know that the best way to combat morning sickness is to eat small frequent meals and stay away from lots of sugar? Great, so I don't get to consume anything but a large dose of sugar first thing in the morning. I hope they have a trash can handy. I think I have got most of it out of my system, so thank you for reading and please pray that I don't have any problems with this irritating glucose test tomorrow.

7/9/09

I am old!

Daughter: Mommy, I just want to stay up like you and daddy do!
Mom: I know you do sweetie, but you are still very young and . . .
Daughter: I am not young! I am five and a half and I have a wiggly tooth. I am old!

How do you argue with that logic?

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