2nd time around

Oy, its been so different. I've been queasy most of the time. When I was pregnant with Amelia, as long as I wasn't hungry, life was good. I just ate ahead of being hungry. (maybe that's why I gained 41 lbs). Well this time around SOOOOOOO different.

I'm queasy so I eat, then I feel ... queasy. Sometimes I say I'm hungry and eat, feel so much better, than about 5 minutes later, what I ate, doesn't agree with me.

I can not wait for the 1st trimester to end. 3 more weeks. Hopefully then it will end. It HAS to end. I can't keep going like this. I know in the grand scheme of things, this isn't bad, but the first pregnancy was so much easier in that regard.

I think Rob is figuring that this is a boy because this is different than the first. Hopefully he isn't getting too excited, you never know.

The Next Chapter

Amelia is going to be a big sister.


























I found out early August that I'm pregnant. We're very excited to be adding to our brood. Hopefully we'll be blessed with another child just like Amelia. She was such a good baby, but my mom keeps telling me to expect Beelzebub. Maybe that's going to be the baby's nickname. We're hoping for a boy, but we're pretty sure its a girl. (Murphy's Law and all).

Hopefully things will go a little smoother with this pregnancy than the last one. (that's for another post). Though, right now the queasy-ness has far out-surpassed the last pregnancy by a mile. I haven't gotten sick yet, but that's a BIG YET!!!!! Hopefully I can stave that off. There's nothing worst than getting sick. Well, I'm sure I can think of something else, but not right now.

When do I get to be selfish?

Okay, maybe not literally, but why is it that people can expect things of you that you can't expect of them? I feel like I'm such a thoughtful person (I know, do I need help patting myself on the back?), but then when I hope that people would return that same thoughtfulness, it isn't.

I have a calendar, not a fancy one, not an expensive one, but the free one from Turkey Hill Ice cream. (I emailed a question to them three years ago, and now I get their calendar). And every year when I get it, I sit down and write down everyone's anniversary and birthday (that I know). I do this so I won't forget. I think its important not to forget.

I make it a point to call people on their respective dates, (or at least send a card). For my niece and nephews' birthdays, they always get a gift (and a phone call for the out of state ones). I think its important. For my brothers, they ALWAYS get a phone call, and for my sister-in-laws an acknowledgement too of some kind.

Is it too much to ask to get the same courtesy? My brother, in Indiana, forgot my birthday, yet again. The funny part (if you can find one) is that I talked to him yesterday (the day before my birthday). Nary a mention of it. We spoke long enough for him to find out that I was shipping out a trumpet for his son to use, for school. Then he had an important call that he had to take.

There probably won't be any mention of it, ever. When my daughter's birthday came in May, they didn't acknowledge it, and only, when it was pointed out to him, did he say, "yeah, we lost our book of dates." Like somehow that makes it all better or okay.

I feel like I could 'overlook' or 'forget' one of their birthdays and should be guilt-free, but do 'two wrongs make a right?' What does that prove? Their still egocentric, but I'm petty? But I ask you, when do I get to be selfish?

I'm not the type of person to be confrontational, (hence this blog that probably no one reads), but I want to call him up and say, "Why is it okay for you to forget me, but if I forgot you or your kids, that would be the equivalence to Armageddon? Why don't I (or my 2 year old daughter) matter enough for you to get a new date book?"

WW LifeTime

What does that mean? It means that I made goal, maintained fr 6 weeks, and are still within 2 lbs. I can't believe that I am here at lifetime. I cant' believe that I'm finally at a healthy weight. The last time I was here, I was in the 6th grade. Not to say that I wasn't ever healthy, but not like this.

I am not sure that I can maintain this forever, but I will certainly try.

This weekend

We're going to Gettysburg. I'm not sure what we're in for. Rob was concerned that Amelia wouldn't get anything out of it, and considered waiting, but here's the thing. When she's old enough to 'get' something out of it, I don't think she'll care.

So, we're going to go overnight. Easy packing, I don't actually have to bring the kitchen sink, plus because we're driving, I'll have room to bring all the stuff we'll need, which is less now that she's older.

I remember the first time we went away, Amelia was 6 months. I believe I did bring the kitchen sink that time. I needed sooooo much stuff. It was crazy. (and again we were there for a long weekend).

Life gets easier -- I think!

Maintance

Who would have thought that I would actually make it to goal? With a 57 lb. loss, I surely didn't. The last time I did WW, I stopped when my dad passed away. WW wasn't the priority then.

I guess I always figured something else would get in my way this time too.

Well, here I am finshed week 3 of Maintance, and the end seems so far away. I know its not, and its only three more weeks, but that's almost a month. (amazing the head games that we use -- in particular how words affect us).

I'm not sure of the point of this post, other than to say --
I think I can,
I think I can,
I think I can!!!
(thanks Little Engine that Could)

Sleep -- The Endangered Activity

Why is that when I need to get up, that is when Amelia decides to sleep in? Saturday, I needed to get up and take her to my WW meeting. She decides to sleep in until almost 8:00. Which is exactly when my meeting starts.

I went late, and it isn't the end of the world, but then Sunday, when we really didn't need to get up for anything specific, she wakes at the crack of dawn.

I remember the days when I could sleep in, and not affect anyone. Not that I was a terribly late sleeper, but ... I wish I had that option these days.

What's going to happen if and when Baby #2 makes his or her appearance. I don't think I'll sleep at all!