Friday, June 12, 2009

Touch my tummy and loose a hand...

Well...sleep is now beginning to escape me.

The moment I lay down, Phoenix thinks its time to wake up! Seriously! I was baking until late last night and she was not moving much, just the occasional kick (just letting you know I'm still here sort of thing), but I lay down...its like my tummy is a punching bag! Kicking, punching, moving...the best is when I get punched on the left side and kicked on the right.



Allen is still in Kansas, hopefully will be back by this weekend. If the test drive goes well and the car shop doesn't throw any fits about anything we should be good...I hope...I'm very tired of being by myself. Living alone was a little fun...for about 3 days. And then it was boring and then it was depressing and then it is just downright horrible! It would be fine I think if I had a car and knew people around here. But he has the car and I work on the other side of base from everyone else - not to mention most of the people I was in school with are done with school and off to their squads.



Started prenatal yoga today. It was nice! I think I'll hurt tomorrow! I've been terrible about exercising! By the time I get home I just want to sleep and sleep and eat and maybe do something interesting (work has been incredibly boring lately, more so than normal), not walk over to the gym! And my hip is still out and that makes a difference :( I keep forgetting to call the doc and see about a chiropractor and how safe that is right now and all that jazz...



But not really any updates I suppose...my chart looks like I've only gained 9 lbs since the beginning and I'm 27 weeks. This is apparently bad. But I lost so much in the first trimester that in all technicality I gained 16 lbs in my second trimester! Wow...thats a little scary...



Hormones have been RAGING. I am a CRAZY WOMAN.

Joanna helped me feel a little better when I was home visiting. She is in her 30's and this is her first child - they have been trying for a long time.

She said she goes off the deep end, often. One day (she has no idea why), her husband didn't close the bread bag. This is normal. And she started hassling him about it and he (made the mistake of) said something in return and she picked up the loaf of bread and chucked it at him! I laughed and laughed and laughed!

I haven't hurled any actual objects (tempted to? Yes), but I say things that are completely ridiculous.

*sigh*

-Shell

P.S. Getting ready for the beach! :D


1 comment:

sixth lie said...

Preggies are fun.