Jan 26, 2009 22:54
So the time has almost come. The time for me to say "goodbye", hopefully NOT forever, to my jeans that are a shameful size 8, and HELLO to the world of... STRETCH PANTS.
I know, this is my second (okay, honestly, it's my 6th), pregnancy, but damn... I'm 11 weeks and my pants are killing me. I have spoken to other "mommies to be" and other "wiser" women, and the verdict is always the same. Second time around, you show earlier.
Now, I'm not saying that I look as though I'm smuggling a turkey outta Wal-Mart, but another month or two or normalcy would be AMAZING. I honestly have LOST almost 4 pounds this first trimester... all because this little one does not like me to eat... at ALL.
*sigh* Lenny keeps telling me, "It'll be worth it in the end," and I know that. I just keep thinking... I wish I could eat that, drink that and do this. I am a strong woman, I know I am. Once in a while though, I realllllly want Lenny to be chubby and pukey with me.
At least he can hold my hair as I vomit.
REAL LIFE! Yay!
School is going GREAT... *overt sarcasm*
It is AMAZING how much these professors shove into your last semester. Can it be May now? I have so many projects due that my head is spinning and I don't know what is do when, where, why or how.
I am managing.
Now we are getting ready to move... hopefully soon. Gotta nail down a place first. We've seriously been SCREWED out of great apartments here lately by some shady people. I have one we've looked at that I reallllllllly want. Slated to look at one tomorrow also.
Wish us luck. I need W/D hookups and at least two bedrooms. And NO, I am NOT willing to give up my cat. Any suggestions folks?
One day at a time. Just gotta take this all, one day at a time.
family,
stuff,
me,
baby,
lenny,
crap