#pregasaurus rex

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

Vacation time, t-2.5 hours!!!!

Big, exciting things are coming....and not just my belly....

-I can't wait to start my vacation in 2 and half hours. I get to say EFF this place till Jan 3rd...much much needed vacation. 

-Then in a few days I will be heading to the hospital with my mom and Joe to see our baby on the big screen and finally know what we are having!! 

-I am 18 weeks and 2 days, feels like everything is going great, feeling flutters, my appetite is increasing, which sorta sucks, still can't eat alot at one time but I get hungry more often.  Oh well I knew the weight I lost in the beginning would be coming back soon enough....and yes I feel like a cow. 

-I will be putting the final touches on my grandmas Christmas gift tonight (framing it) so I will post a pic tonight

-Last night was a very weird night. Joe and a good friend of his (I wouldn't call him good, they have just known each other for awhile) have called it quits after a huge ordeal....I am secretly jumping for joy, although it is no secret that I don't like that guy, but I know Joe feels bad about how things worked out (even if it was a long time coming) so I am being supportive instead of saying HAHA I TOLD YOU HES A WASTE CASE!!!!! We'll see though, I am not positive he is out of our lives for good just yet. 

-Right before I was crawling into bed, Joe was still a little pissy about his friend and kinda acted like a dick towards me so of course that got me mad and I said a few words, nothing harsh just the general, "dont take it out on me just because you are pissed at Rusty" sorta thing, then I stomped off (yes, stomped like a 14 yr old) to my room and threw myself under the covers. I was upset lol.  Well then a few minutes later he yells from the livingroom, "good night, I love you", so I yell back "love you too", in a very pissed off tone of course, then he walks past the bedroom door and says "I love you more" and walks into the bathroom. I didn't respond, we don't do the whole "no i love you more" crap, so it was weird when he said it, almost takes me by surprise, then comes out of the bathroom, stands in the bedroom doorway and says (in a normal toned voice) "you have no idea how much I really do love you dick shit" and walked away....yes even with the dick shit put in there, it put a smile on my face and I teared up at his sweet words lol.  I didn't say a word, I was no longer angry, I just fell fast asleep, finally. 

-I can't wait for tomorrow night, I will be at my grandmas spending Christmas Eve with my mom, brother, one of my aunts, Joe, and my grandparents, playing games and eating finger foods. We are celebrating with my mom tomorrow because she can't be there for Christmas.  Then Sunday we have to be at Joe's grandpa's house by noon, his Aunts house by 130, then back to my grandma's for Christmas with the rest of the family at about 3pm...busy busy day, haven't even heard when I am supposed to be going to my dads yet.... 

Anyway....I just thought I would throw out some updates, although the moral of the story is that I am feeling like a fat cow but I am a happy fat cow :)

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

I didn't need sleep anyway....

I am so freaking pissed.  I don't usually vent about this stuff but I need to get it off my chest today.....

Joe had one of his jackass friends over last night, even though I had to get up early for work today (as I do everyday of the week) and they of course stayed up late being loud....I kept drifting off to sleep then would get woken up by some loud noise in the living room. Finally around 4am Joe desides to come to bed, which wakes me again, his friend is staying over on the couch. Then at 6am his friend comes into the bedroom to wake me up and ask what time I leave for work, I tell him about 7:20, asks if I can drop him off before I go and I say yes. Then a few minutes later he comes in and asks if I want to wake up earlier and get breakfast first, I say no.  Trying to attempt even a few more minutes of the little sleep I had all night.  Then he comes in again, now its 620, 20 minutes before my alarm goes off each morning, I want my damn 20 minutes! This time he just asks me to please take him home now, then I can come back and get ready. He really wants to get some sleep.....so I snap back "oh I'm sorry, you want sleep, my bad, NOBODY seemed to care that I wanted some damn sleep considering I have to work all day while you assholes can just sleep all day!" So I say a few more curse words while telling him "let's go!".  I barely awake drop his stupid ass off, drive home and jump in the shower to get ready for my 9 hour work day.  He is VERY lucky thats all he got from me, I could've torn him a new asshole, could've told him to walk his ass home....but I didn't. After I am about ready to leave for work Joe wakes up to get something to drink, then says "Oh I guess Adam took off" and so I made sure to let him know what his stupid inconsiderate friend did.  Then he was acting like he was upset, I ask why he could possible be mad, he knows how freaking inconsiderate and stupid his friends are, so it shouldn't be a surprise that nobody gives a shit that I have to work all day. I could see on his face he felt bad, which I say Good, you should feel really bad, you let him come over here knowing I have to wake up early through the week!!! I still gave him a kiss goodbye and told him I loved him, Ugh I am so done with this.

[mylovemylifemyaddie]

Ah these hormones....

So if trying to grow a baby inside your own body wasn't enough, we still have to wake up every morning for work, attempt to find clothes that you swear just don't fit anymore, even though you haven't gained any weight yet (thanks to night time sickness), and deal with all the idiots of the world who just seem extra dumb now all while ATTEMPTING to keep my feelings and emotions in check so that I don't become a "Pregasaurus Rex" and piss everyone off.....although I am sure it's only a mater of time before she rears her head.....

Early on, once I started to recognize that something just wasn't right, I found myself feeling hungry more often, getting worn out easily, having to pee alot, moody, and some cramping....all things I just wrote off as "oh I am about to start my period" or "I think I am coming down with the flu". 

During my 6th week is when just the smell of food made me want to puke, this occured all day long, but I never actually puked.  I forced myself to go ahead and eat and just became really annoyed by the feeling of wanting to puke. During my 7th week I stopped being so sensitive to the smell of food.  I would snack throughout the day but still felt hungry. I felt fine at work in the mornings, besides the running to pee a million times a day, but by the afternoons all I wanted was to curl up under my desk and sleep. I have thankfully only puked a handful of times, each time has been at home and after dinner.  Through my 8th week I feel very snacky but I can't eat full meals. Joe is a cook by trade and is an amzing one at that, so I feel bad that he puts so much effort into creating wonderful meals for us and I just take a few bites and I feel stuffed! Thankfully he understands why I can't eat a lot right now.  I am kinda thankful for this time because I know all the weight gain is in my near future whether I like it or not.  

Joe gets the brunt of my emotional prego ass. I try to spare him when I can but mostly because it's still early and I know he still has many months left to deal with me so again, I TRY to spare him most days :) So far he has been a trooper, he's still filled with excitement, telling everyone he meets or sees, making lists of names, making sure not to smoke around me or in the house (he's going to work on quitting altogether, but I know that takes time), and reading a book called "Dude, you're gonna be a dad".  He likes to make fun of me alot (all in good fun) by reminding me "Haha you're pregnant" so my response is always "Haha, and you're the dad". The other night before making dinner he told me he was using a special sauce with my name on it, so of course I was excited to see it, then I got to see that he was using "Prego" speghetti sauce :) 

I am very thankful for him and that we both find a lot of humor in life no matter what situation is ahead of us.....especially a fat Pregasaurus Rex