When I was pregnant with Lil’Tex I didn’t do a good job of journaling my pregnancy. In fact, I have the same journal I bought in 2003 and it’s not even a quarter full. Barely and eighth, I’d say. And the last entry is probably back in 2006. As much as I like to write, I’m not good at putting pen to paper.

Luckily, Mr.BabyDaddy did it for me during our first pregnancy. Unbeknownst to me, he was recording himself talking about our pregnancy journey during his looooong daily commutes (3+ hours a day of driving). After our sweet baby boy was born, he gave me his gift: four CDs full of him chattering on and on about everything under the sun, mostly related to our first experience with growing a baby.

On my drive back home from my Girl’s Weekend this Sunday, I popped in the fourth CD. Read the rest of this entry »

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I did it. I left my baby for the first time, trying to hold back tears as I walked out the door, and drove four hours away for my Girls Weekend. It only took about 5 minutes on the road for me to stop feeling sad for leaving him. He is, after all, in good hands with Mr.BabyDaddy.

But it’s funny how completely interwoven my life is with my son’s. I listened to Lil’Tex’s music in the car as I drove out of town, not realizing for a solid 30 minutes that I didn’t have to listen to it.

Later, as I drove past a field of cows I pointed them out to him, looking for his reaction in the rearview mirror. Except there was no carseat, no kid and no “Mooo!” from the back seat. When do I ever drive around without him? Pretty much never.

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When you find yourself pregnant for the second time with an almost two-year-old in tow, and you realize you’ve never had a full day off to yourself… well, you plan a Mommy’s Weekend Out. Because this – this two-day bliss-fest – just might be your last “free” time for another two years.

(But then again, let’s hope you learned something from this first round of mommyhood: Time to yourself is more precious than gold! So please don’t wait another two years…)

So here I go, nearly 7 months pregnant and celebrating my upcoming 30^th birthday. Read the rest of this entry »

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I just received my 30-week pregnancy email (he’s three pounds and almost 16 inches long!) and it made my heart do a flip. Excitement mixed with anxiety. Joy mixed with a wee bit o’ nausea.

30 weeks pregnant means only 10 weeks left; or if this kid’s in a hurry, possibly less. Eek!

I think time is flying by a bit faster than usual because Read the rest of this entry »

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I didn’t know whether to laugh or cringe when I saw it. There, decorated to the nines, was a mommy version of the oh-so-popular baby shower diaper cake (a “cake” made out of rolled up diapers wrapped with ribbons and topped with baby toys, blankets and the like). Only this cake wasn’t so Ah!-inducing. More like awe-inducing. It looked very much like a diaper cake – and in essence, was a diaper cake – and yet it didn’t bring those warm, fuzzy feelings of freshly diaper-bottomed cuties. Read the rest of this entry »

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My leg is killing me this morning. It feels like two days after you start working ou,t when your muscles are so sore from the lactic acid buildup that you walk around like a hobbled old man. Only this particular leg ache is the aftershock of the most massively painful, longest-lasting leg cramp I’ve EVER had in my entire life.

Oh, and – lucky me – it was 4 a.m. this morning when it struck, lasting a full two minutes and keeping me up for the next 30. I miss my Zzzzs.

I had leg cramps in the third trimester of my last pregnancy. I even had one during labor. Read the rest of this entry »

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Warning! There will be boob talk ahead… including my own boobs. So if you know this boob and don’t want to hear about her boobs, come back tomorrow!

I am a big advocator of breastfeeding. Not the kind that goes shouting it from the rooftops or thinks women who don’t breastfeed are the devil. I understand that there are a multitude of reasons women have to give up nursing, and I’m just so, so thankful that didn’t happen in my case. I am very, very afraid of the monthly cost of formula. Plus, I just love getting to nurse my babies! It’s so good for them, and so good for me. Read the rest of this entry »

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And just for giggles, here’s the REAL belly shot!

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Ok, so yesterday didn’t pan out exactly as planned. I tried to lie down for a nap and just couldn’t turn off my brain. So I got up and ate lunch, spilling half of it on the floor (I’m so clumsy lately!) and got really aggravated by the mess. After eating what remained of my lunch, I enjoyed some heartburn.

Good times.

Then, I decided to try and cement some birthday plans (the big 3-0 is coming up in less than a month!) that went haywire earlier in the day. And it worked out!! The hotel that was booked yesterday morning miraculously had an opening yesterday afternoon. So I snagged it. It’s mine! MINE!

After that – slowly – I started to have a better day. Read the rest of this entry »

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Me, slowly going crazy

If you could see my face right now, it might look something like this:

I don’t know what’s gotten into me. All I can guess is that it’s time to pull out the pregnancy card and blame it on hormones.

My mood swings these past couple days have been intense! And bewildering. I could cry at the drop of a hat. Or I start laughing when it makes more sense to start crying. I also feel extremely fatigued and emotionally worn out to the core. I’m so not used to feeling this way!

I think it must be a combination of hormones, not sleeping well the past two weeks (thanks, Lil’Tex!) and trying to accomplish a pretty large workload with an internet that keeps pooping out on me.

At any rate, I think a nice, long afternoon nap is in my near future. Very near. Mere hours away. Read the rest of this entry »

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