New Symptom: Road Rage

Hi Friends
As I awaken from 1st trimester coma, I have a new found appreciation for making it thru the day without a)throwing up on my dentist b)crying c)feeling nauseous and d)hating life.

There is one exception and an extension that goes with d though. I don't literally HATE life please know that, I actually value it very highly. It may be my over-zealous hormones with maybe just a little displaced anger sprinkled in for fun but lately I have been out of control behind the wheel. Back in my 20s (eeesh did I just write that?) I knew I was a bad driver. I would speed, swerve in traffic, slam on my brakes and honk my horn a lot. I didn't care and thought it was funny that people thought I was a bad driver. Years go on, a car accident and one Super Kid later and I've calmed down quite a bit. I don't drive slow, I just drive very cautiously. Mabye a little too cautiously according to some people but I prefer to be on the safe side. Sue me. One big thing that changed my habits for the greater good is being a passenger in the car with Husband. Oh how I love him dearly but put me in the car with him and I turn into a nervous wreck. I'll spare you the details but I will say that I shut my eyes a lot and tell him to STOP at the top of my lungs at least 5 times no matter where we go. Anyway...
Forward on to the past week or so and I have turned into a bitch on wheels. People who ride my bumper have always peeved me off. I now seek revenge. I did it yesterday and today.

Yesterday some lady decided going 60mph in a 50mph zone wasn't fast enough but I didn't move over into the next lane because I had to turn into J's daycare. Sure as shit she continued to ride my ass the whole mile up to the turn lane. Well well well lookey lou who is turning into daycare right behind me but this lady. I was so angered by her that instead of holding the door open for her as I walked into the building (because of course she was walking really close behind me as well) I let the door slam on her face. You have to punch in a little code to get into the daycare so I thought that added a little salt to the wound. You also have to punch in a code when you pick your child up and I decided that taking my time to do this added the little extra punch. Why is she in such a hurry anyway. Calm down. Or maybe I should but who cares. I'm pregnant. Leave me alone.
This mornings incident was similar. Some lady was riding my ass but I didn't move because I was turning. First chance she got she sped around me and in turn, I rode her ass all the way to work. It was just a big fat coincidence that she works in the same business park as me. Ha Ha Beeee-otch!
I know this is unhealthy behavior. I know it's unsafe. Save me the lecture, k? I get a small satisfaction in knowing that I am contributing to the golden rule: Don't mess with pregnant woman on the highway or you will pay!!!! ahahahhahahahhaaa
Just kidding.
And I know that's not the golden rule.

Weird, right?

So I belong to a few pregnancy websites. You know the ones where they give you weekly updates as to what is going on with you and the baby? Ya, those.
I thought it was alarming at first, but then slightly magical that one of them told me this:

This week your little one is the size of a lemon or lime. A good size lemon, like the one you buy when you get a case of Corona on a hot summer day. Your uterus is the size of a grapefruit. This will scare you so your eyes are going to bug out of your head like two strawberries.

Changes with you are really making themselves known. You are going to acquire something technically called pregnancy neural dysfunction or more simply, Pregnancy Brain. Pregnancy Brain means you will do things you wouldn’t normally do because you are preoccupied with the thought of a little person inside of you, labor, and breastfeeding. Pregnancy Brain side effects include: thinking the water in the shower is cold when it really isn’t, dropping your rubber band that is keeping your pants on in the toilet after peeing, not knowing how to differentiate between 12AM and 12PM, reading 200+ page books in one day, thinking that 9 hours of sleep is not enough, unrealistic bargaining with husband, walking up at 2am to pee, thinking that cherry 7up is the best thing since your wedding day, crying uncontrollably, overanalyzing situations and not vacuuming like you usually do every Wednesday.

As the weeks progress unfortunately Pregnancy Brain just gets worse. Hopefully you have a husband who will understand that you are still in there somewhere and that you will re-emerge after the pregnancy with the help of a couple bottles of Kendall Jackson (wink wink).

See...weird, right?!!?!?!?!!

Vomit!

Hi Everyone
I have a doctors appointment today.
I'm nervous.
Wish me luck.


Oh---I have no idea what the shiz is going on with my background. It just up and disappeared and I've been too busy, preoccupied with myself, and nauseous to pinpoint the problem and fix it. Hopefully everyone will be ok with this boring stark white background for the time being.

Sorry Friends

You know that feeling you get right before you vomit? Especially the night of or morning after a alcohol induced frenzy? The kind of woozy you feel where you know for a fact that your head is not moving, but it feels like it is like after getting off a spinny ride? That oh my gosh just make it stop go away please now? The feeling that it would just be better if you actually did throw up so you didn't feel like you got kicked in the gut by a two year old? The one where even if you have a couple slices of toast and some OJ it just makes it worse, not better? When you are about a couple of seconds away from telling someone at work you think you are having a heart attack and you get all sweaty but don't because then they would think you are crazier than you already are? Or when someone says to you 'Ya know, you don't look so good. In fact, your lookin' a little green' (this was actually said to me by my boss)? Ever feel that way?
I have. Everyday since said previous posts' announcement. For about 5 hours out of my waking day. I'm not kidding.
I thought that having the case of the vomits that one day would make the feeling a little less but guess what? It didn't go away. Blasted 1st trimester!
The worst example thus far was on Thursday, when I had my dentist appointment. I wasn't feeling well at all but decided to just go and get it over with. I told them I was preggers and not feeling well but the lady insisted on 'just taking a look see' anyway. I sat in the chair, she put the obnoxious napkin around my neck and proceeded to push the magic button and the chair started it's trip to upsidedown city. About the time my head was 2 inches from the floor, every feeling I described above started to happen and before I knew it I my light lunch came back up my throat, out of my mouth, and onto the floor. So I thought. After collecting myself I noticed that it got on the dental hygienist lady's leg. Oh the fucking horror.

Please be patient with me if I don't post for a while. Things like this are hard to overcome.

A New Super coming soon.

Where have you been?

Where have you been for real? Neglecting my poor little blog I think.
How dare you.
A small update:
Sister and I ran (walked) in another 5k yesterday on Valentine's Day and I've been busy sleeping since then. Husband did in fact download the pictures but I can't find them so I guess until then I won't be posting.
But I am here, alive and well, snuggling with a blankie most nights, sleeping by 8pm (who am kidding? More like 730pm).
Much to report but without the pictures it just won't pack in the same punch.

Be well friends.

Give me an N!

One of my favorite blogs to poke around on is Clever Girl Goes Blog. She had a challenge recently for all of her followers and it was that she would assign a letter of the alphabet to you and then you would write about 10 things you lurve starting with that letter. The lovely CGGB assigned me with the letter N. So here goes nothing friends (and you can certainly bet that I will label this post 'work with me'):

1. Noodles. Duh. Like I even have to describe why I love noodles. Who doesn't?
2. Nothing. Mama loves to do nothing. Be it starring at the tv or starring out the window. I find myself being blissfully happy doing nothing.
3. Nieces. I looooooooove my nieces. Every single last one of them. I want to gobble them up to pieces.
4. Night. Night + starry nights + sleeptime + sleeping + quiet + uninterrupted + warm blankies = happy mama.
5. Neighborhood. What can I say? I love my neighborhood. When I first moved there I sorta thought it was like living in the Twilight Zone because everyone mowed their lawns on the same day but after a while I grew accustomed to seeing the same houses, people and pretty lawns day in and day out. It's comforting actually.
6. Nerds. Like the candy. Who doesn't love Nerds? I don't know who doesn't but I do. I had a little box of them just yesterday. The strawberry kind. Mmmmmmm...nerds.
7. N*SYNC. Shut up.
8. Nacho cheese. I could dip just about anything in nacho cheese. Chips, fruit, bread, veggies. You name it, I'm dippin'.
9. News. I have some.
10. Newborns. :)

Anyone else game just let me know. I'm bossy so assigning you a letter and telling you to do something isn't a stretch for me.

Toodles

Super