Monday, June 16, 2008

Where does the time go?

Ok, so I am extremely aware that it has been ages since my last post. I have also been extremely aware of many other such unenjoyable things in my life. However, I spent my last post complaining about all my pregnancy symptoms, so I will spend this post trying to focus on something else.

I'm not sure there is anything else. . .

Needless to say, when I was pregnant with Maggie, I thoroughly appreciated the relatively seamless pregancy. An acute lack of the usual complaints that surrounded me from all of my pregnant friends. Never did I once take it for granted that I had an easy pregnancy. I was continually telling God and my husband how thankful and lucky I was. So why this punishment? Who knows?

I would like to say, at least I am seeming to be on the mend. It appears as though I can have a sip of caffeine now without curling up in the fetal position due to a migraine that I cannot take any medication for. Hurray for me! I also ate in a restaurant without having to leave or make an urgent trip to the loo. Another hurray!

So I can't complain too much. I do have to comment on an aspect of this pregnancy that also has me puzzled. Those of you who know me, are well aware that I tend not to be much of a cryer, however, it does not take much to make me cry at this point in time. (Also something I did not encounter while pregnant with Maggie.) Lets make a list of Sam's most recent cries:
1. I'm hungry but nothing sounds good. . .sob
2. Jeremy threw out the rest of my Tastefully simple Farmer's Medley dip (accidentally). . .weep
3. I don't think Maggie likes me. . .boohoo
4. The slightest suggestion or opinion about anything that I am doing, whether it be home or work related. (Sorry to those I work with.)

I can only think of one time that I cried unnecessarily with Maggie, and that was when the dog chewed my flip flop, and I flipped out. I was hysterical, and called Jeremy freaking out about how I can never wear them again and they are the only thing that don't hurt my feet, I got them in Texas so I can't replace them, blobbity blah. Upon closer inspection the next morning, I realized the error of my ways. Clearly the dog picked them up with her teeth, and then realized her mistake. They were very much wearable, and are worn to this day. The things we go through to build a child.


Hendryx2003 said...

I know you may be crying quite a bit, but this post made me laugh. I never got my hormones back on track. The craziest things still make me cry-dog food commercials, 50 First Dates, uncontrollable 6 year olds who won't do their recital dance... You name it, I'll cry because of it.
Hang in there! Oh-I'm quite sure that Maggie loves you too. She's just pushing buttons.

Lucas said...

As an experiment... i want you to read Charissa's blog and report your reaction.