What do I not like about maternity shirts?

The fact that they look like maternity shirts. I know you all think
that is odd, but for someone who is in between everything, its just
ridiculous. Maybe I should start a clothing line? I need some longer
shirts to cover the low waist band on the maternity pants, so I went
shopping. I don't have a big enough belly to round out these shirts as
they are intended, so they just make me look fat. Now I understand why
these women are wearing shirts that don't completely cover their belly.
Because regular shirts aren't long enough to cover a belly, but
maternity shirts accentuate something that is not there yet.

Also,
why don't they make maternity shirts for men with big belly's? I am
sure everyone has seen one of these before. The guy who has the t-shirt
on that doesn't quite cover everything that hangs over the pants?Disgusting if you ask me. But they don't.

Doctor's appt
went fine. Go back in 3 weeks for a head to toe exam. Doesn't that
sound like fun. I can't wait. Best news of all, Randy's insurance pays
100% of the pregnancy. Unless of course you are like me and you want to
see the baby again before 20 weeks, you must pay for the ultrasound
yourself. Well you know what, late merryChristmas to us. Because I
don't care about the money, I would rather see the baby. I may change
my mind if we go in at 11 weeks and hear a strong heartbeat, but who
knows.

I am going to start calling this Randy's Corner: So apparently, michael jackson and his daddy to be have been talking. michael jackson said he would like it better if I would put my butt on a pillow pointed towards the tv
so he could see what is going on. Interesting huh? I don't think I want
to know what else they discuss. I guess at this point we could call it
guy talk until we find out differently.

We will try to put some belly pictures on here later. FYI - no one can touch the belly. Doctor said so. And we have to listen to the doctor.

How many times indicate a trend?

Well, yesterday morning was not pretty. I had just finished telling C (my husbands sister) that I had not thrown up anymore. Just a little naseous each morning. I attribute it to the progesterone I am taking. Well, michael jackson must have thought that was funny, so he would let me now he was still there and it was time to have some more fun.

Now last time I got sick, if you rememeber, I felt great afterwords, not so much this time. I did not get to feeling better until shortly after lunch. It was a long morning needless to say. Today was a little better. Other than these two times, I am mostly ok, until I take my medicine. It just seems to do a number on me.

In other news, my husband has decided to hide any and all illnesses of his from me. I flipped out yesterday on him and started crying so, he has decided to not tell me anymore. For example, if he is going to the hospital, he is going to tell me he has to go to Canada for work. How long do we think this will last?

I ran my first red light of this pregnancy yesterday. I was talking to Randy after getting my lunch and not paying attention at all. I did however manage to look both ways, and make sure no one was coming before I pulled out. Oh well, let's just hope that does not happen again. Again, yesterday was a bad 1/2.

Hope everyone is doing well!

Better get a hold on those emotions...

...before Randy has a breakdown. Tonight on the way home from the Christmas Party, a sad song came on the radio. You know, the one about the little boy who wants to buy his sick mother some shoes for Christmas before she dies. Well, of course, it causes tears. Randy says "what's wrong". I say "nothing". He says "I am going to pull over in this parking lot until you tell me whats wrong. You're crying, something must be the matter. " I thought he had passed that chapter in the book that said I am crazy and eventually it would go away. How do you explain to him what's going through your mind in a way that he will understand. I have figured it out. You don't. You just continue to hold his hand and tell him that you will be fine.

Poor thing. I can't imagine how stressful this is for him.

In other news, my work does not know that I am pregnant. I will tell them after the first of the year. So at the party tonight, one of the girls we are sitting with, mentions that she thought she heard me on the phone saying something about being pregnant. Well, I hope I played that one off well. Her husband noticed Randy looked shocked, so maybe that threw them off. If nothing else, its makes me feel very good that they (at least the one girl) has not noticed the weight I have gained, nor my enormous boobs. I can hear it now though, when I do tell them, they will say, well we thought you had been getting bigger. We just thought it was all the Christmas food you had been eating.

Oh well.

Good night!

My sister was so sweet until...

My mom, yes, my own mother, tried to convince my sister to take advantage of me being pregnant by making fun of me. Now, I only made fun of my sister when she was pregnant because SHE was hormonal (more so than me). My loving sister tells my mom no, she feels bad for me (while tearing up). So, I was always thinking, oh, how sweet. She answers my phone calls at 6 a.m. to answer my stupid questions about should I eat after throwing up. Until the other day. My sweet, dear sister leaves me a comment. What does it say, No, it did not say, oh, honey things will get better, it did not say its ok, everybody throws up. It did say "He. He. He."

Very funny.

Who ordered the vomiting and acne?

For the past few days I have been nasuos at odd times. I thought well, as long as I am not sick like my sister was, I will be fine. And it is entirely possible that I could be part of that lucky 15% that doesn't get morning sickness (according to my dad, my mom was part of this lucky group. Maybe its genetic). That all came to a screeching halt this morning. After riding the bike this morning for about 20 mins, I decided I better quit, I just did not feel well. I sat on the couch reading and thought, it will go away after I cool down. Nope, not gonna happen.

But let me be the first to tell you, vomiting makes you feel SO much better! I will take that 15 mins of horribleness for the way I feel right now.

I was one of those very lucky girls that did not have acne growing up. Does anyone else agree that this is punishment for those good days?

Oh well, if all this vomiting, acne, and all the other not so fun stuff to come means a healthy baby, BRING IT ON! This is a light at the end of the tunnel , however far away it may seem right now.

Oh yeah, reading a pregnancy book this morning made me cry. The sentence that set me off, Congratulations, you're having a baby. Talk about out of control hormones.

In other news, my husband is still the best in the world!

I am starting a new trend!

I have a lot to say since it has been a couple of days, so bear with me.

Nauseousness (sp) has set in. It happens if I wait to long to eat, it happens if I eat too much. But thankfully, nothing has come back up.

I am extremely tired. If I could convince them to let me sleep at work for an hour or so, I would definitely be more productive.

This weekend we went shopping. I only had two pair of pants suitable for
work, and one pair did not go with anything. So, I am sure people
started to talk after I wore the same pair of pants to work two days in
a row. But do you think I cared, no, I was comfortable, and that was
all I was concerned about. I bought two pair of maternity pants. And
let me tell you, I am sure I am not the first, but I will continue to
wear these pants, pregnant or not. They are so very comfortable and
stylish if I must say. One pair is even a pair of khakicorduroy . So, I
am starting a new trend that makes it acceptable to wear maternity
pants whenever you feel like it. You do not have to be pregnant, they
are just that comfortable.

Also, we went bra shopping. Apparently, just like the pants, I should have gone a long time ago. Who knew how much more comfortable I could be if I just got a bigger
bra. Wow! The girls certainly appreciated it very much.

In other news, I had lower back pain this morning for the first time.
After I got up and rode the bike for a little while it went away and
did not return. Let's hope we skip that part tonight.

In other, other news, Randy finally got the transmission out of his car
and shipped it off to the transmission man. The man called tonight to
let us (Randy) know it got there. Now, the man just has to fix it.
Which apparently could take a while. I guess we will see. What in the
world will we write about while there is no transmission in the car.

Well, anyways hope everyone is well!

Do you think the boss would share?

Yesterday I had my first craving. My boss had just come back from lunch and I was in his office and he had a to-go cup. I could see from the lid, that the liquid was yellow, and all of a sudden the urge to have lemonade struck me. If I knew he would not have looked at me strangely, I would have asked him for a drink of that lemonade. Just the thought of it sounded so great. Now, I don't remember the last time I had lemonade (maybe from some kids in the neighborhood), but I don't remember thinking it was the best drink in the world. Which is what I thought yesterday afternoon about what was in that to-go cup.

But in other news, Randy says he is feeling better. Finally. Lets just hope he continues to feel better. And for some reason he seems to think I am cranky. Can you believe that? What loving husband would think their newly pregnant wife is cranky?

Also, I forgot to mention, the Wednesday, Nov 28th, was the first day I had to use a rubberband to hold my pants shut. The bigger problem, I have 3 pair of those same kind of pants. I have not tried them on again for fear that they will not fit at all. Currently, except for those pants, I am down to two pairs of pants that are suitable for work. That is ridiculous. I don't want to go shopping this early. That just means more shopping later. Well, I guess we will have to have numerous kids so that I get good use out of all of the clothes we are buying. (Wonder if Randy will read that sentence?)