Trying not to fart.
So hot.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
I am a crapy blogger.
Allow me to offer my apologies once again. So much has been going on. Well, so much and so little, it seems. All at the same time.
I'm feeling more and more pregnant everyday. Which is awesome and bizarre. And it is FLYING BY. Which freaks me out. I'm 16 weeks today. Let me repeat that.
16 weeks.
Big ultrasound is scheduled for December 15th. A mere two weeks away. I still think it's a boy. We'll see. I'm always wrong when I guess for other people. Always.
In other news, the holidays are weird without PawPaw. He's always been the focal point around which my entire, very large family revolves. Everyone seems a little lost now. What do we do? Where do we go? I foresee the big giant multi-generation Holiday gatherings becoming merely a memory very soon.
And you know what? That's okay. It's life. People die. Things change. People have families of their own. Traditions that need to be built. Things change.
Oh, how things change.
I'll try to keep y'all posted more consistently in the coming weeks. If I fail, I shall pay my debt in cookies.
I'm feeling more and more pregnant everyday. Which is awesome and bizarre. And it is FLYING BY. Which freaks me out. I'm 16 weeks today. Let me repeat that.
16 weeks.
Big ultrasound is scheduled for December 15th. A mere two weeks away. I still think it's a boy. We'll see. I'm always wrong when I guess for other people. Always.
In other news, the holidays are weird without PawPaw. He's always been the focal point around which my entire, very large family revolves. Everyone seems a little lost now. What do we do? Where do we go? I foresee the big giant multi-generation Holiday gatherings becoming merely a memory very soon.
And you know what? That's okay. It's life. People die. Things change. People have families of their own. Traditions that need to be built. Things change.
Oh, how things change.
I'll try to keep y'all posted more consistently in the coming weeks. If I fail, I shall pay my debt in cookies.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Quick update.
You like the new background? I love it. Much more.....me, than before.
I'm doing well. Second trimester! HOLY CRAP, this is flying by. When I see Xmas stuff in stores, I think about how I'll be 20 weeks at Xmas. And that's halfway. And the stuff is in stores. It's coming. Quickly.
I've also developed a new found and intense love for milk. And I am not a milk drinker. Never have been, but lately I can't get enough.
Oh, and I have decided just now, that I will start a new "Fat and Pregnant" segment on the blizzog.
Starting...well, when I start it and I'm going to try to do it weekly. I'm tired of not wanting to share pictures and the truth is that fat girls have certain um....issues...shall we say, in pregnancy.
Inner thigh chaffing for example. Or the swelling of the spare tire. Maternity clothes bigger than size 10. And for the record, I'm a healthy size 20. So, I'm going to talk about it. The good, the bad, the ugly. Should be interesting.
And until then, dear readers, big kissies.
I'm doing well. Second trimester! HOLY CRAP, this is flying by. When I see Xmas stuff in stores, I think about how I'll be 20 weeks at Xmas. And that's halfway. And the stuff is in stores. It's coming. Quickly.
I've also developed a new found and intense love for milk. And I am not a milk drinker. Never have been, but lately I can't get enough.
Oh, and I have decided just now, that I will start a new "Fat and Pregnant" segment on the blizzog.
Starting...well, when I start it and I'm going to try to do it weekly. I'm tired of not wanting to share pictures and the truth is that fat girls have certain um....issues...shall we say, in pregnancy.
Inner thigh chaffing for example. Or the swelling of the spare tire. Maternity clothes bigger than size 10. And for the record, I'm a healthy size 20. So, I'm going to talk about it. The good, the bad, the ugly. Should be interesting.
And until then, dear readers, big kissies.
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