Nov 05, 2006 22:19
I'm turning into some kinda walking disaster. I've become so clumsy and even tho I read that that's normal during this part of the pregnancy, it's so not cool. I trip a lot, I drop things I thought I had a grip on and I'm totally forgetful. I just broke the spinny plate thing that goes in the microwave. In the process of it dropping to the granite counter which it scratched, it also cracked one of the dinner plates. The current plate count is 5 bowls, 5 salad plates and 5 dinner plates plus one with a chunk taken out of it. There's supposed to be 6 of each. Stay tuned...there's still 6 months to go.
I think Mike is getting mad at me.
Chicken has become my enemy. The meat that has always been my friend even during the great meat ban of '97 has suddenly turned on me. I can't stand the sight of a breast or a thigh. Extra tasty crispy or original recipe, it don't matter. I can't stomach it.
Funny how early a parent starts to sacrifice things for their children. Appetite, sanity, body image.
I just got back from taking care of my dad after his knee surgery. My mom is in no shape to care for him and after a weepy phone call last Saturday I was on a plane within 2 hours. I spent the week back and forth to physio and emptying urinals. I ate well tho and I got a free haircut. (Thanks TT!)
I'm starving but don't know what to eat. Nothing tastes good. I've lost 3 pounds and I have an appt. on Friday so I have to gain them back or my dr. is gonna get pissed. Wish me luck.