Baby, you are so worth it.

My brother posted this video on his MySpace.  I thought it was cute, so I thought I would share it, too.
-Baz Luhrmann's Sunscreen


Now's the time when I complain about pain like an old lady (but hey, what else are journals good for if not for some venting now and again?):
My back hurts SOOOOO bad!  I can't stand it!  It's not my lower back that's causing me the most trouble- it's my mid back, a little above my waist.  It's driving me crazy.  I still get sinus headaches every night, and I think I have a cavity or two.  It hurts to eat hard food or drink cold liquids on the right side of my mouth :-(.  I haven't had any teeth problems in YEARS (since I was a little kid) so I HOPE it's just a cavity, though I don't really remember what one feels like.  I need to get to a dentist.  Also, everything is a pain to do now- get up off the couch, lay down, sit up, roll over, bend down to get something, put on my shoes, etc.  I can't sit through a movie anymore without feeling cramped. I can't even sit through a church service.  My whole body is just achy.  I really need to get into some maternity yoga to see if I feel better.  I can get some yoga tapes from the library, but I have to wait until I get my address changed on my license before the library will let me get a card :-(.

Looking on the bright side:
Everything is worth it.
I hardly care that I am fat and sluggish and I have a hampster face.  I don't care that I can't paint my toenails and I haven't shaved my legs in days.  My hair looks like crap and who knows when I will ever fit back into all of my cute clothes, but I don't care.  I feel beautiful because I am going to be a MOTHER- what is more beautiful than that?  Soon I will hold MY baby in my arms and I'll be able to pour out ALL of my love and hold nothing back.  He'll rely on me for everything and for some reason that doesn't scare me in the least because I will love nothing more than to drop everything for him.  He is worth ANYTHING I will go through, and everything I will give up.
I still LOVE feeling him kick.  He's getting stronger and stronger.  I can feel his punches now, too!  Sometimes I feel so many kicks and punches at once, and on opposite sides of my belly, that I am certain he is doing things in there that are humanly impossible.  He is a stubborn little guy, though!  It seems that he only kicks for me, and he never does it when I want him to so that Ben (or anyone else) can feel him or see him.  Oh, but as soon as we are alone he is all over the place, and I can see a thousand ripples all over my abdomen.  Oh well, at least I get to enjoy it :-).  And I do enjoy it very much.  When I wake up at nights and he is moving, I stay awake just to feel him.  It's the best tangible connection I have to him right now, and so it reminds me that he's REALLY gunna be here soon!  :-)

Off subject:
I want to see the movie Juno.  I think it looks really good.  When does it come out, anyone know?

I'm going to go get myself a SHOWER.  Then maybe snuggle in bed with some cranberry juice and watch tv 'til Benny gets home.  Then who knows.

ForeverLove

boy, baby, belly, blabbing

 Poor Benny.
He is at work sick as a dog but he can't leave because he has already used up all of his sick time.  He thinks he has the flu and he is stuck there :-(.
Of course I feel miserable because there is absolutely nothing I can do for him.  Maybe when he gets home he'll let me baby him and I'll make him soup and give him medicine.  I hope he lets me- It would actually make me feel better...  but he sometimes is grumpy when he is sick and doesn't like being babied.

On one hand I am kinda pissed he has no sick time left.  I was afraid something like this would happen when he used up all of his time way before the year was over.  And what if he is REALLY really sick and it lasts for days?  (I know that when I had the flu I couldn't move from the couch for 5 days straight.)  Then what do we do?  I tend to be the speak-before-thinking kinda girl and I feel like telling him, "I hope you learned your lesson!  Next year you need to save up your sick time for emergencies!"  Of course it wouldn't make anything better and I'd just be a naggy wife.  But, pat on the back to me, I've held my tongue!  haha!  Maybe I'll find a nice way to bring it up when he feels better :-).

Well, ANYWAY, to get my mind off of THAT- GUESS WHAT!
I am 24 weeks and 3 days pregnant!!!
And I feel like I am 15 months pregnant!
When will it be over?  Oh yes, that's right.  Another 16 friggin weeks.  ugh.
I appreciate the mothers who sympathize with my being enormous.  Over the course of my pregnancy a handful of women have said, "Oh, I was JUST like you.  I got HUGE really quick and when I was only three months pregnant everyone thought I was almost due."  It's a relief to hear that I am not alone!  No kidding, I am actually getting pretty annoyed with people asking what my due date is because I get the exact same reaction EVERY time:
"...*blank stare*... Oh? really?  You really have that far to go?"
Yes, I'm not even kidding.  I REALLY have that far to go.  Yes, the due date is correct, it's not just some wild guess, and NO I am not having twins!
The baby AND my belly are measuring just the right size for how far along I am.  As long as the measurements are good and healthy, I am happy.

ONE MORE WEEK 'til my 3D ultrasound.  yippiiiieee!  I am prepared to get a confirmation that I am indeed having a boy.  If they say it's a girl I'll be pretty surprised, but not disappointed.  It'll just be something to get used to after calling him a boy for so long.  And, I will seriously doubt my intuition from here on out if it is a girl!
I've been craving chocolate.  Surprising, because for the past few months chocolate did not sound appetizing AT ALL (outside of chocolate milk, that is), and all of the sudden I am rading my parents' pantry and settling on baking chocolate to curb a very strong craving.

I think I have decided to do the nursery in Winnie the Poo.  I know that before I said it was going to be duckies, but I changed my mind for a few reasons.  First, no one sells ducky things.  At least not enough to do a whole nursery in.  EVERYONE sells Winnie the Poo.  It'd be frickin' easy to register for- it's super popular.  At the beginning of my pregnancy I really did NOT want Winnie the Poo because it wasn't "unique" enough- everyone does Winnie the Poo, right?  I wanted something different.  Then I slowly began to realize how much extra work it is to do something unique.  You see, if I do Winnie the Poo, practically everything I would need is in one store, and I can register at that store, and probably get most of what I need as gifts.  All of the sudden, Winnie the Poo is a heck of a lot more appealing!
I've already collected several ducky things and they won't go to waste!  They're still cute, and I'm not too picky- for all I care the nursery will be a Winnie the Poo and ducky mix!  I DOUBT baby will care.  Anyways, most of the ducky stuff I have are little things like towels, robes, stuffed animals, outfits, slippers, baby bathtub, etc.

Before I sign out, I think I will share with you the things I have learned today:
1) Michelina's Fettuccine Alfredo with Chicken and Broccoli is the worst microwave meal. ever.
2) "Angel-a" is a weird movie.
3) My mother takes ownership of both her cell phone and my dad's, and she's not sure which is which, even though hers is a black flat samsung and his is a teal juke.  (I called my dad today and she answered.  Later I called HER and she asked, "did you call dad or me?" lol)
4) I am a LOT better at my job when I am not terrified someone is unhappy with my work.  I need to learn to brush off what people may think of me and just cool off and do my best.  I get too nervous around certain people.

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