Friday, October 18, 2013

The Pajama Trap

I'm treading in un chartered waters for me. I'm a stay at home Mom, who is also pregnant. This is a first. I tried my hand at being a stay at home Mom earlier this year and it was tough for me. It still is.I miss getting out of my house and talking with people. The big difference is earlier this year I felt better than I do now.

So here I am pregnant and staying at home. I find myself falling into a familiar trap. Pajamas. Who doesn't love pajamas? And who doesn't feel soooo comfortable in pajamas? Why not just stay in them all day, right? Yes unfortunately I find myself doing this semi frequently. While physically I feel my most comfortable, emotionally I feel like crap. Because I feel like a sloppy bum and I don't like it. Some days I do get dressed just to do stuff around the house. As I'm doing laundry or cleaning or organizing I find myself thinking about how uncomfortable I am. Tight clothes on a growing body. Pants cutting into my gut. Ugh. Why do I make myself uncomfortable just to stay in my house?

I'm wondering, do other stay at home Moms struggle with this? Before I was pregnant this wasn't really a huge problem like it is now. I still found the will to get dressed and do my hair and makeup. I'm just so uncomfortable now most the time it seems like a lot of hassle to be seen by Brynlee and Mitzie. They both try to wedge their way into the bathroom when I'm getting sick so I'm just about positive they don't mind the PJs. Probably not too much judgement from them.

Maybe I need to get more attractive pjs? Ones that don't make me feel sloppy or messy. I'm wearing maternity clothes now so I'm not going to find any clothes that are more comfortable than that I don't think. And lets be real after the baby comes then it's bum clothes, spit up and undone hair for like 3 months! I'm not sure it's going to get better anytime soon!

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

A Mother's Intuition

We're having another girl! 

And my mothers intuition told me it was a boy. That same thing happened with Brynlee. I guess I'm lacking in the mother's intuition dept. I should have known it was a girl seeing as it has it out for my life just like Brynlee did. 

I'm really excited to have two little girls though. Sisters! Yay! I always always wanted a sister, and now Brynlee will have one. 

Jimmy and I will start the name battle now I suppose. We've thrown around a few names, but as with the last one I'm sure this will end up being a clash of will. At least now we know the sex so we can really start throwing names out there.

The baby looked good. Measured the right size and all was well. I'm so paranoid about that now. I feel like that miscarriage did me in, and I just keep waiting for something to go wrong. I couldn't sleep at all the night before the ultra sound because I was worried they'd look at the baby and it would be missing an arm or something. Growing a child is so scary!

19 week stats:

 cheese and pumpernickel bread. So weird, I know.  But I love that bread! I could eat a whole loaf

2. heartburn?
Yes! Ugh! I didn't get that with Brynlee until like a month before I was due. Now I have it already. I hate it!

3. nauseous?
Unfortunately yes still at times. I haven't thrown up since last week, but I still have periods throughout the day where I don't feel very good. I'm so ready for this phase to be over, if it ever ends

4.stretch marks?
Not yet...

5. other body issues?
Oh too many to list. And some I don't want to get into on here. The joys of pregnancy. Has it been 40 weeks yet? LOL

Friday, October 11, 2013

New Things

We are settling into our house. It's kind of strange, it just being the three of us. We haven't lived without someone for so long, I almost forgot what it's like.

I can walk around in my underwear if I want. And I do. Often. I can put things where I want them to be, and do laundry when I want. It's pretty amazing.

I'm trying my hand as a stay at home Mom, in my own house. I hope it works because that is the plan for a while. I'm shocked at how much of a mess we make, Brynlee and I. I'll go ahead and pass the buck and say that one of us makes much more of a mess than the other. It feels like I'm constantly picking up and cleaning stuff. Yet it's still always a mess. There is always laundry to do and always laundry to fold. It's never ending. And this is with 1 kid. I can only imagine how it is with more.

I tried a new pancake recipe this morning I found on pinterest. One word. Pintrocity! After I'd had all the ingredients, it was more of a dough ball than batter. Hmm...what went wrong? I re read the recipe, and it looks like I added everything it said to. So I improvised and added milk until it was the right consistency. Than I tried to cook these pancakes on my new electric griddle. I smelled something odd, and when I went to flip the pancake it was black as the night sky. I've never seen anything like it. I make pancakes semi often. So I know about how long they take. I tried to cook the pancakes on the stove in a pan, and had the same result. Eventually I gave up and just made toast. Turns out the author of the recipe forgot to add 1 cup of buttermilk to the ingredients list. Oops. Why they were burning like that I'm not sure. I think I'll just stick to bisquick.

I tried shopping at a new store yesterday, called Sprouts. They don't have those in California, and I've heard great things so Brynlee and I gave it a go. It's a healthy store, with a bunch of fresh organic and hormone free stuff. So far the bread is my favorite thing. I think we've almost eaten a whole loaf of pumpernickel bread since yesterday. I'm not sure I'll every buy bread at a normal grocery store again.

I've been enjoying trying new things, some better than others!

Monday, October 7, 2013

On the Move

I have internet now! Yay! I haven't had it since we moved, so my poor blog has been neglected yet again.

The move was, well a move. Don't move in Arizona in September when you are pregnant if you can avoid it. It was not the most fun day. But, I felt pretty decent and was able to do a lot and am grateful for that. We are moved into our house, and it still seems unreal that it's mine, all mine!

Moving was eventful. At the end of the day, with my car packed to the brim it was time to transport Mitzie. She is decent in the car, and actually usually hops right into her cat carrier. I drove with her from California so I figured driving 15 min to the new house would be no big deal. I had no where to put her but on Brynlee's car seat as the rest of the car was packed full ( Brynlee was thankfully not with me as my friend Megan took her for the day, bless her heart!). As I was driving I hear Mitzie start meowing loudly. I looked back and saw that she had fallen off the car seat and her carrier was now sitting vertically between my seat and the back seat. Mitzie was less than pleased about this. At a red light I tried to reach around with one arm and pull her out. As I'm doing this my foot must have slipped off the brake because I ROLLED into the car in front of me! Seriously. Who else would that happen to? Long story short the lady who I rolled into let me off the hook because I go to church with her ( see it pays to be Mormon. LOL) and she had pity on me. Mitzie howling in the back I'm sure helped my cause.

I'm 18 weeks pregnant. I'm pretty sure I'm feeling the baby move. We find out next week what gender it is. I'm thinking boy. I'm thinking a giant big boy because I'm huge. Seriously. I feel like a cow. I know I'm getting fat for a good reason. Call me superficial, but I really have a hard time watching the scale going up, up up. And feeling my clothes get tight, tight tight. In case you are reading this thinking that I'm exaggerating, or over reacting take a look at this picture. The girl to the right of me. She is due 10 days after me. 10 days! And she doesn't even look pregnant. And there I am looking like I'm 3 months ahead of her.

I've been told it's " all belly". But I can't help but wonder how much bigger this belly is going to get. I'm not even 1/2 way there yet. I'm expecting to go there next week and to be told that it's actually twins and that they missed one before!