You can always tell when I'm pregnant; I disappear from the blogoshpere for a good month or two. But I've ignored my blogging duties long enough and I am ready to get back into the swing of things. Unfortunately, I don't FEEL any better, but I am learning to live with the sickness because life doesn't care that the baby is making me weak, achy, nauseous, and tired 24/7.
Surely this baby is a girl. I know lots of people are rooting for a girl. I will be honest and say that I really don't have a preference. In the beginning I wanted a girl, but then I realized I don't know anything about raising a girl. I'm certified/trained to raise hoodlum boys (who smear toothpaste all over the wall, laugh at fart jokes, and stand on TOP of the toilet to pee.) What the devil would I do with a girl? Plus all my stuff is boy stuff. But having a girl would give us some of both worlds. And the girl clothes ARE so much better. So at the end of the day--as long as I get a healthy baby I will not be disappointed. I can't say the same for the rest of my family, but we will see. Perhaps on Monday--I have an ultrasound then, but they aren't sure if they will be able to tell the sex of the baby or not.
This has been a unique pregnancy. I say this baby must be a girl because everything FEELS different. I am so much sicker this go round. And this baby is VERY picky. Things I have discovered I have an aversion to:
Toothpaste (not good for oral hygiene)
Work. Haha, funny, right? I'm dead serious. Just walking into my store makes me feel sicker than I felt in my car.
Speaking of the car...motion sickness is raging. Usually by the time I drive home, I feel yucky.
And then there is home. The SMELL of my master bedroom (which, I'll be the first to admit isn't the cleanest lately since chores went out the window four months ago)makes me queasy. It's not a BAD smell, I just associate it with feeling bad and laying in bed, so hence the sickness.
Gum...doesn't matter what flavor
potatoes (for the most part, not appealing at all unless they are mashed)
saltine crackers (because I ate so many when I first got sick)
Dublin Mudslide Ben and Jerry's Ice cream (usually my fav)
and the list goes on and on. Many things that I normally like, but just have zero appeal to me this pregnancy.
Anyway--I wanted to give this quick update. I will try to post more regularly again.
1 comment:
I couldn't stand brushing my teeth during either pregnancy - which made the nasty nauseated feeling worse. But the thought of anything in my mouth made me gag!
I am sending you happy girl thoughts and healthy baby either way! The only difference between my two pregnancies were what I craved. With big sis I craved sweets and tea. With little man I craved steaks, potatoes, and coke. Otherwise they both made me puke for 5-6 months!
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