I don’t fit my pants and skirts very well, so I’ll probably be pulling out the maternity clothes this weekend – even though I’m only 10 weeks!
I haven’t been active lately. Does chasing Katelyn around for an hour or so in the evenings for the past 19 days count? Well now that the rosary is over I guess I better start walking again.
Rootbeer and chocolate make everything better. So does mint chocolate chip ice cream.
I need to get some new shoes. I only own way-too-high-for-a-pregnant-woman shoes.
I don’t feel like looking nice anymore. I’m much more of a slob now than I ever have been. I don’t need to wear pink and use eyeshadow. Maybe I’m having a boy.
I’m very happy that I’m not as nauseous as I was with Katelyn. I’m constantly freaking out that I’m going to get constipated – this is frequent in pregnant women.
I’d like to have a VBAC, but I don’t think it’s going to happen.
Katelyn is still susu-ing. I don’t know how to get her to stop. I just can’t stand to see her wake up and cry in the middle of the night….waah, susu, mommy, susu!
I no longer have an office. I work in a cubicle. I don’t know how I’m going to pump.
If we have a boy we’ll name him Jacob Seth. If we have a girl, we’ll name her….something. It’d be cute to have a little Jake running around. But it’d also be cute to have two little girls whispering and giggling around the house.
My nails are growing quickly.
I think I should drink more milk. I think I eat too much sugar.
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In other news….I missed Laguna Beach last night! But it’s ok because I’m off tomorrow.
Shoot! I’ve got to go.
I’m out!