So I’m feeling a little better these days… Not a lot better, mind you, but some better than I was feeling. I’m down to one Zofran a day for the most part and I’m have less “bad” days and more ok days. I’m also finding I’m a little less tired at the end of the day. I actually managed to make dinner twice this week and neither was hamburger helper. The baby requested lasagna and meatball subs. I actually made those on consecutive nights. You should be astounded and amazed. You should be doing the touchdown dance for me right now. Tonight the baby requested banana bread. I’m serious. I was walking by the bananas and suddenly thought “Aha! Banana bread sounds delicious!” Total telepathy from the baby. So I obliged.
In other news, my nails look great. So besides the little monkey I’m creating, there is an upside. I’m not sure if it balances out the pizza-face look I’ve been sporting, but it is the only benefit my body is receiving at the moment. My feet hurt and my back is killing me on a regular basis. And I pee every 2 hours. Sometimes in the night I manage to sleep a whole 3 hours in between bathroom trips. Pretty exciting when that happens.
Now I just need to drum up the energy to pack. Why can’t I just load everything into the car in piles? Why does it have to go in boxes? It’s only going across town. And not even a big town. *sigh* Yeah, I probably need to figure out the energy thing. I think that would require me to stop working though. Which isn’t really an option either if I’d like to continue to pay for this new house. So back to the drawing board. Anyone wanna come pack for me? And maybe make me dinner too? And throw in a foot rub for good measure?
If you would be so accommodating as to develop a preference for salads again I (and my arteries, cholesterol, and blood pressure) would greatly appreciate it. Before you moved in I had a nice diet of salads and turkey sandwiches. Now, it’s pizza, Chinese food, and other restaurant items. This cannot continue. You will be born obese and I will resemble the Goodyear blimp. I do appreciate your dislike of sweets, dear child, but I cannot approve of your hatred for vegetables and anything remotely healthy. If you do not behave at once I will… Well… I’ll be very unhappy.
We think we’ve found a house! We’ve actually put an offer on the house and are working on the financing and logistics at the moment. We’ve been looking forever and when we walked in we both really liked it. There are a few drawbacks, but the price is good and the layout is nice.
It’s a 5 bedroom, 3 1/2 bath. The master is downstairs and has a nice large bathroom with a good sized walk-in closet. All the bedrooms are carpeted, but the rest of the downstairs is hardwood. One drawback is there is not a formal dining room which I’ve wanted after not being able to fit more than 4 people at our current table. But the space, considered a breakfast area, is large enough for a 6 person table. If we get one with a leaf then we can always expand it when company comes over. There are 4 bedrooms upstairs, 3 of which have walk-in closets. The 4th bedroom has a standard closet but has it’s own bath. Makes for a great guest room. And if my brother and sister-in-law ever decide to move up here they can have their own room while they look for a place to live. =) There is a linen closet in the master bathroom and another one upstairs. This is particularly thrilling to me because our current house has no closets to speak of. There is also a 19×8 room at the top of the stairs which will be perfect for storage. There is also attic space but I like the idea of having my decorations and other items more readily accessible.
The biggest drawback is the size of the lot. It’s only .18 acres and my husband really wanted at least 1/2 an acre. We really didn’t want to be so close to our neighbors after living in this neighborhood. But where the house is is mostly undeveloped. The builder got foreclosed on so only three houses are in the “subdivision.” The house we like is surrounded by empty lots. We are hoping it will stay this way for a few years. And, if someone DOES come in and purchase a lot, they will more than likely not purchase a lot directly next to an existing house with so many lots available.
So now we wait. We pray the financing goes through and this is the right house for us. Everything has worked out so well so far I can only believe that God is steering us this direction.
Good thing is, if we do get this house and my family does come for Christmas, my little sister won’t have to sleep on the stairs.
I’m pretty sure my child doesn’t love me. Or it’s a vampire. Why do unborn children treat their mothers so badly? I honestly thought I couldn’t get more tired than I had been but this week brings a new exhaustion to the plate. And my nausea seems to be getting worse. My sweet little vampire child is sucking the life force from me. Seriously. Have you read Breaking Dawn?? I’m telling you. Vampire. Baby.
I still can’t stomach sweets. My prenatal vitamins were gummies and I loved them until a few weeks ago when they became vomitous. I haven’t had a cookie or a brownie or ice cream in weeks. I miss these things… I don’t actually WANT them… I just miss the idea of them. My child also doesn’t really like vegetables. I used to love broccoli. I don’t love it so much anymore. It seems like each day there is only one item at a time that sounds palatable. Today it was a hot dog. I wanted a hot dog all morning until I smelled someone at work’s stuffed pepper. Then I wanted that pepper. Or something that tasted like it smelled. The hot dog was no longer welcome. So lunch ended up as Mexican. Now all I really want is more Mexican. But, alas, Mexican is not what is available.
My new symptom, and this will probably be another case of too much information, is constipation. And if you’ve never been the unlucky recipient of this symptom, let me tell you how terrible it is. So I’m bloated all the time, I feel terrible, and I hate the taste of prune juice. Again, if you’ve never had it… It’s disgusting. It must be mixed with grape juice to be able to be drank at all.
So let us run down my list of symptoms: Nausea, exhaustion, constipation, indigestion, excessive peeing, cramps, ugly breakouts, sore boobs, and pregnancy brain. Oh yeah, and pre-hypertension. The only thing missing is vomiting. Which I’m not complaining about. Seriously. I’m ok without that one. Who are these women who have perfect happy pregnancies with no symptoms and still have energy to clean house and make dinner? Because one of them needs to come to my house.