Archive | February, 2009

Leaving Behind Incriminating Evidence

5 Feb

I just received this email from JB:

“So I’m taking work pics off my camera, when I come across all these blurry angled shots inside our house, hmmm… It turns out the culprit documented herself in the process.”

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I Nailed the Snappy Casual

4 Feb

I finally got a chance to upload some pics.  Here are a few from the company “Winter Celebration”, which I mentioned before had a Snappy Casual dress code.

Looking at this first pic, perhaps I do look a bit pregnant.  I did have to dig into the maternity wardrobe for snappy casual, as none of my regular clothes fit that description.

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Evidently JB liked the outfit.

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Sassy and 100% sober.

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JB getting fresh with the ice sculpture.  This is now my desktop background on my work computer.

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Close up…

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And one kiddie pic to give you your princess fix for the day.  Here are Little Miss and her cousin, in their princess costumes, sitting on a princess couch.

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Out of the Mouth of Babes

3 Feb

JB and I like to tease each other using our daughter as a medium.  It’s great fun…  I’ll whisper to her to go tell him something, and it’s always fun to see what comes out of her mouth.

JB has been teasing me lately about pregnancy, and has been claiming that my new sweat pants are actually “pregnancy pants”.  They’re not, but they are highly comfortable, so I have been wearing them a lot.  Anyway, he knows this gets my goat, as I’m not into maternity clothes yet, so I don’t want to hear that I look like I already am.

This morning, JB whispered to Little Miss to tell Momma that she’s “wearing pregnancy pants”.  What ended up happening was she walked into the bathroom where I was getting ready, and she said, “Momma, you wear pink ski pants.”

I then heard peals of laughter coming from the other room as JB corrected her. 

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And while I’m at it, I’ll share two more Little Miss quotes that were just priceless:

Little Miss: Momma, who cleans the mountains?

Me: *thinking* The snow cleans the mountains, sweetie.

Little Miss:  So when people make it dirty…  Like when people pee on it, the snow cleans the mountain?

Me:  Exactly

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While I’m driving, she is babbling in the backseat.  I ask her, “what are you saying?”

She responds, “I just don’t know what I’m saying, thank you.”

Keep Your Distance

2 Feb

Let’s just say I’m a strange pregnant person. 

I don’t get morning sickness.  Instead, I belch.  A lot. 

I have had only one food aversion — to the breakfast burritos I have made almost every weekend for 5 years.  Even the native New Mexican in me cannot stomach chili on eggs for some reason.

I think I may be allergic to this baby.  Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I started sneezing and getting a runny nose.  To add to the fun, half of the time when I get a sneezing fit, I get the lovely stabbing of round ligament pain.  There is nothing to make you look crazy like saying, “Aaah…aaah….. chooo…  OOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUCCCCHHH!” as I grab my belly in pain. 

When my doctor asks me how I’m feeling, I say, “not really pregnant.”  I mean, my clothes still fit (OK, I have a bit more muffin top than before), and everything is fine besides the belching and the sneezing, so if it weren’t for the positive pregnancy tests, ultrasound and doppler evidence, I wouldn’t believe it myself.

Another fun quirk of mine when I’m pregnant is that I just won’t look pregnant until at least 7 or 8 months.  I don’t grow one of those cute bumps that everyone wants to rub.  I gain spare tires, and look like I have a bigger pot belly.  In other words, I just look like a reversing of The Biggest Looser, as in I’m The Biggest Gainer. 

I’ve already had a case belly envy with a woman in my weights class at the gym.  She has this adorable bump, and everyone comments on how great it is that she’s working out while pregnant, and how strong she is…  And the competitor in me is internally screaming, “hey, what about me?!”  This turns it into an unspoken competition for me to lift more and out-perform the cute belly girl.  She has no idea what she is up against!

So I told you.  I’m just strange.  At least I know I’m strange. 

That, in a nutshell, has been my first trimester.  So far, everything but the sneezing has been identical to my first pregnancy.  I wonder if that means I’m having another girl.  Could JB handle yet another princess girly girl in our house?!

Coming Out of the Closet

2 Feb

I figure it is about time you all know the reason for my silence.  I’ve been harboring a secret, and haven’t been writing much because the main thing on my mind was something I wasn’t yet ready to blog about. 

I’m coming out of the closet…

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Yup, I’m knocked up.

Gestating.

I have a bun in the oven.

I’m 14 weeks along and am due August 2. 

The ultrasound above was from almost two months ago, when the kid looked more like a fish than a human (look close and you can see a tail).  In three more weeks, we will get the in depth ultrasound, and hopefully this kiddo will be spread eagle so that we can see what flavor of Bellin I’m cooking up in there.

Expect to hear more from me now that I can blog about pregnancy.  There is so much to say!