Tuesday, April 20, 2010


10 days to go although who actually knows when the little one will decide to come out. 3 more days till maternity leave. Woo Hoo!

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Where Did My Brain Go

The last few weeks of pregnancy have been interesting and uncomfortable. I am trying to just think about the finish line but feel like I am running up Heartbreak Hill for all of you Boston Marathon fans.

The worst part is my memory. I am usually so good with remembering things but it has gotten so bad that I swear I have probably used a whole tree worth of post it notes. Sorry little tree, I will try to plant something to make up for it.

Not only has the memory gone but my judgement is going. I am doing some stupid things. Just yesterday I stopped at the mailbox to get the mail. I pulled up to it still in my car because that is what I do and noticed that there was a small beehive under the mailbox. Now I know a few things: 1. This is something new that was not here a few days ago and 2. It is spring time so most likely there will be bees in it but yet I ignored all that I know and flicked it with my finger. Yep, this brillant pregnancy brain of mine decided I had to touch it and try to break it off.

I flicked it and nothing happened for about 2 seconds and then the noise of the bees could be heard. Luckily, my brillant brain bounced back and though gee, maybe I should close the windows & the sun roof so the bees don't get in. So that is what I did. I then crept the car away from the mailbox and pulled up into the driveway. I let hubby get the mail later that night.

When I told hubby about what I had done he just looked at me like who is this insane person and when will my wife be back. I know it was so stupid, who does that - well apparently me pregnant. There are so many little things like this that I cannot even remember them all but needed to share this one.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Gift Receipts

I have been returning gifts and using gift receipts although I don't get why the return counters need to be so difficult. We went to Babies R Us this weekend and handed the woman our gift receipt on a specific item. The lady literally says "Do you have the original receipt?" Hmmm, I gave you a gift receipt so I obviously don't have the original. She was able to process the item and gave us store credit which is fine.

I wonder if the stores actually give you the exact amount that the person bought the gift for or if they give you a lower refund amount. I mean how would I know. They don't list the price on the gift cards and its not like I am going to ask the person who gave me the gift how much it was, let alone tell them I am returning their gift.

This is just one of the many random thoughts that run through my mind. On a side note I think hubby is having some sympathy pains. He is on the same bathroom schedule I am right now, pain in his feet and feeling tired too. Is it sad that I am happy he is having some of these feelings? It is nice to know that as my life & body changes his is a little too. Love you babe~

Monday, April 5, 2010

Fire Drill Run By Monkeys

As we have approached the last leg of this pregnancy a few things have gotten harder: walking up stairs, seeing my feet, sliding past hubby while he is at the sink, walking down stairs, bumping into things, getting up off the couch, plus a million other things. With all that said though the biggest is getting out of bed in a hurry.

This past weekend we were on the Cape for Easter and sleeping in a Queen bed, although it felt more like a full size. I have my body pillow on my right side and am lying on it. I have two other pillows stuffed in on my left side and 2 pillows under my head. I am sleeping pretty good for the moment when all of a sudden I stretch my leg out and BAM, charlie horse. Ouch!

I know I have to get out of bed and walk around and it will go away but getting out of bed is much easier said then done. My back is to the edge of the bed so I begin the ever so graceful pregnant lady rocking to move me onto my back and then to keep moving me onto my left side; however, with all the pillows around me I feel more like a beached whale thrashing around. I finally grab my calf and begin to massage it, which does nothing. Then go back to the thrashing around which finally gets me to the edge of the bed and I can sit up. I throw my legs off the side and am able to hobble around until the pain goes away.

The only way I can describe it is to be in the middle of a fire drill but its being run by monkeys. You get what I am saying.