Post Birthday Post

36 years old! Huh? I just re-read that. Yikes. But, it's great really. I still feel pretty young, just with a lot more responsibility. Same child-like view of the world though.
Brain power has shrunk by a mere 8 %. Didn't need it anyway. Baby hogging all my vocab.
But, I really love my life. Great great boyfriend.....amazing really. Fabulous family...every one of 'em.......love my jobs.....love my condo. Like the direction the decorating has been going, too.
No complaints.....maybe a bit busy. But that's life.
Can't wait till kick -boxing.....after the baby.
Just re-re-read. Sounds like I'm bragging.
Not. Just thankful that's all.
Gros Becs to everyone.
Oh yes...and great friends too!!
Gratitude.

The meaning of work.

I have figured out what I MEANT to do in life. And what I am NOT meant to do in life. Pregnancy has taught me a lot about myself. Of what I am capable of..and what I simply do not care about.
I have realized that I don't want to be in a box.....with weekends off. To me..that is life suicide.
But for now, I will go through the motions...and act happy about it. But, I know what I am meant to do.....and it's not this. jeeeeeeeeeeeeez. HOW DO PEOPLE DO IT.
Anyway, gotta go.
To my little girl. Advice. Do what makes you happy in life.....NEVER EVER EVER feel the need to do something because you feel you have to. Well..ok...sometimes you have to. But other than emergency times.....just seek fulfillment.

You're a girl!!

I THOUGHT you might be! In fact, I was pretty sure of it......intuition I guess. Which is the weirdest thing. Everytime I talk to my friends with kids..a lot of them say that they just KNEW.
My question. How come this intuition doesn't work in the rest of our lives. Like with all of the idiots I have dated. (sorry to the nice ones....you don't count here) If I had known inherently...some of the things about some of the men...I would have kept walking. Or just ordered another. Whichever came first.
But, guess I was right this time.
Woman's intuition. Right on some occasions......

I would have been happy either way if you had been a boy OR a girl. But let's face it..the clothing options are endless now. Let's try not to have everything pink though ok? Unless you want it. I mean if you like pink...that's great. I'll never stop you from making choices. Just the wrong ones.

23 WEEKS

Well...the good news is, I can still see my feet. But this can also fluctuate during the day. It really depends on what I eat. This blog is for no other purpose, other than that one day, I will look back and read this...and remember all of the ups and downs and interesting things that happen to my body and psyche when I am pregnant.
I could have started this in the first trimester...but lets face it...I didn't feel like blogging then. I didn't feel like doing much. Those first three months are weird, because although you KNOW you are pregnant...there is no sign really, other than exhaustion, nausea and really big boobs. The tummy looks the same. I remember always thinking....maybe I just have a disease.
So when things start getting tight...it's actually welcomed. For the first bit anyway.
So, I am going to try and keep this diary up every couple of days. So that I can remember...so that my baby can read it one day. (3 years from now...I'm guessing) ( what? It'll be a smart baby...)
I am off to one of my jobs now. That's right...yo' mamma is working 7 days a week. For someone who thrived on leisure time in her past...I am loving being busy.
So. I am drinking a tea right now...I am going to get dressed. And then I am going to walk about 67 steps to the office. sweet. I call my jobs..the triangle of money and friendship.
PS...you are one active little baby right now....moving like crazy...it feels funny and I LOVE IT.
Maybe you'll be a funny baby?