Symptoms and Indicators

So I can only imagine the jeers and evil eyes I would earn with this, but I must say, this pregnancy has been really easy and really good to me. If the one glaring, obvious symptom of my lack of a bleedy uterus hadn't given it away, who knows how long until I'd realized my body was harboring a rogue swimmer from my husband.

First of all, the greatest thing about this pregnancy so far is...

No morning sickness.

Yep. It's true. Suck on that. At most, I'll feel mild nausea when I'm hungry. Which feels ass backwards in terms of me being able to fix both, but if I just eat something, both go away and Mandy is a happy lady.

However, one symptom I didn't need was the BOOBS. If you've met me for five minutes, you are well aware of the fact that I was endowed with some ta-ta's. I was in bras by 6th grade, B-cup by 8th, and a C by high school graduation. The girls decided they were too legit to quit so they kept on keepin' on and I've been a D since I was 18 or 19. So my milk glands springing to life like a new diesel engine has created a side effect I just don't care for. I guess it's a good thing I already know how to dress them to not be obnoxious and be all LOOK AT ME! And I suppose the bright side is that Nick doesn't have any objection to this change in my body. So at least someone is enjoying it.

One big annoyance: Peeing. If I could sleep through the night without waking up twice to empty my bladder, that'd be great. Thanks Bean Sprout. Mommy loves you.

In one final nagging complaint, if I could cease being a nocturnal beast of the night and go to sleep during the late PM hours like normal people, that would be awesome. No one likes staying up staring at the ceiling fan until 2am, and then going to work at 7:30 that morning looking and feeling like this:

It especially sucks when I can't even crack myself out on coffee because although everyone says small amounts of caffeine is ok, I get all crazy and freaky about what I put into my body. EVERYTHING I take in crosses that placenta over to the little squirt, so I try to be careful. Hell, a couple occasions that I had alcohol before finding out I was preggo freaked me out, although I'm pretty sure the placenta isn't even formed yet at the early stages of pregnancy I was in at the time.

So, another rambling entry. Oh well. You should be used to this by now. Come on. I created this specifically to talk about myself and the growing spawn. I need to annoy someone else with this shit floating in my head besides my stinky husband. (<3).