A Little Bitching

Look, we all complain, right? It's not pretty or fun to listen to (so stop reading if you're not into this sort of thing), but I'm just about to burst if I don't do a little complaining right now. So, in no particular order, the things that are driving me crazy right now are:

1. Lack of sleep. My son has a cold and so the last couple of nights he's slept very restlessly and instead of getting up out of my bed every 15 minutes to check on him when I hear him on the monitor, we share the guest bed. That means I've gotten just enough sleep to function, but not enough to be pleasant. Or productive.

2. I'm huge. I'm uncomfortable all the time. Awake, asleep, sitting, standing, laying down- can't. get. comfortable. Everything I eat gives me heartburn. I barely fit in any of my clothes and I'm pretty sure I've still got at least 10 pounds to go. My back hurts. Lower back. Upper back. Middle back. It all hurts. I am tired. So. very. tired. I weigh a ton, but I feel like I weigh twice that.

3. I am a mess. I can't remember the last time I a) got a pedicure, b) shaved my legs, c) tweezed my eyebrows, d) got my hair highlighted. I feel gross and ugly, but don't even have the energy to do anything about it.

4. I have a long list of things to do to finish up the home improvement projects we've started... and I feel like I'm working so hard to get things done, but I'm not making any real progress. Feels like I'm just stuck. My list of things to do before the baby's here is growing longer and longer as well. I hope one of these days I've got the energy to tackle it.

5. Didn't I just clean my house? Why is it already a disaster? Why is the floor covered in... what is the floor covered in?? Do we really dirty this much clothing in a week? Seriously?

6. I feel very restless. Spring fever? This-baby's-about-be-here-restlessness? Not sure. Just not feeling very... me. I feel bitchy. And irritable. And pretty much not willing to deal with anyone. This has led me to, well, be a bitch to people lately. Sometimes I feel bad about it. Sometimes I don't.


OK. I feel better. I am absolutely aware of all the positive ways I could choose to look at the things I've listed above- and you know what? I usually do. I usually focus on the positive. But not today. It's not the day for it. I'm sure I'm going to feel stupid for posting such a whiny post when I wake up tomorrow... but right now it feels so good to just get it all out there.

And I'm sure I've offended a few people with this rant because although everyone, and I mean everyone, who notices that you're pregnant asks you "how are you feeling?" they don't really want to hear you say anything negative. I think it's pretty unfair that people are allowed to complain about their jobs (when tons of people are unemployed), complain about their spouse (when tons of people are single and looking), complain about being sick (when people are dealing with way worse things than your sinus infection), complain about the weather- how busy they are- a plethora of other things... but if you complain about pregnancy discomforts, it means you're ungrateful. It means you're not thankful enough for the baby you're about to meet... but that's just total BS. I'm pretty sure you're thankful for your job, your spouse, your cold- it could be way worse, your list of things to do around the house- you have a house to care for after all... but no one makes you feel bad about complaining about those things. Those are totally socially acceptable things to complain about. Pregnancy? Nope. Better shut up and act like you LOVE feeling like crap.

It's tricky. And it's not fair. But since this is my blog, I'll bitch if I want to. Geez, am I ten years old? Ugh. Tomorrow's another day. It'll be better. I'll be less annoying. Promise.

Oh, just a little rain...

What a fun day! And I'm really being serious... I kind of love when crazy things happen. It really makes for some unexpected excitement!

We had a serious rain storm here this morning! Some people in our area had serious damage- and I feel terrible about that. We were lucky. At the point I took these pictures, however, I thought we were about to get pretty unlucky! I was thanking my lucky stars that we have flood insurance!







The flooding was right up to the landscaping we have around our house... it just kept creeping up further and further. Thankfully, the rain slowed down and now, only a few hours later, all the flooding is gone. Our street and yard are pretty much covered in trash... but oh well! Carson, Jet, and I all spent a little time in our bathroom while some crazy strong winds were blowing. We had a tornado warning- specifically for our neighborhood, which was crazy- and a tornado touch-down nearby, but we were safe, thank God!

While the storms raged, Carson played with his Daddy's hard hat and safety goggles...



And I know I complain that he never smiles for a picture... so I have to post a couple that he actually did smile for! He is getting so skinny... my precious little fat baby is growing up! Sob!!!





In pregnancy news... I'm getting huge! I actually intended to take a belly picture the other day and couldn't find my camera. The desire to post a picture quickly subsided when I weighed myself and found I've already gained 20 pounds! I'm six months along!!! HOLY CRAP. Four months to go!! I wasn't in a huge hurry to have a photo shoot after that... but I will take a picture the next time I actually shower and put on real clothes, because I'm sure it's only going to get worse!!!

Seriously, the "experts" say we're only supposed to gain 25-35 pounds, right?!? How is that possible, I would like to know! I'm sure there are women out there who really do only gain the "recommended" amount, but I'm also sure there are lots more women like me who gain way, way more. Last pregnancy, I stopped weighing myself when I hit 45 pounds, and that was a couple weeks before I popped. Yeah. I'm no petite pregnant lady!

I'd like to blame some of these pounds on Pinterest. Every time I look I just get super hungry and end up making some ridiculous dessert like this cake I'm lusting after... The Chocolate Overdose Cake, courtesy of Annie's Eats (my new favorite food blog).





Or this one. This Chocolate Raspberry Truffle Cake is really doing it for me too. (Also Annie's Eats. This lady is about to get me into some serious trouble with my scale.)



Are you drooling yet? Me too.

Sean is super sweet (telling me I am not fat, for instance) and is super into Primal Blueprint eating so I am making healthy meals anyway. I am just craving crazy amounts of cheese and sugar and chocolate in between each protein and veggie filled meal. Oh, poo.

So, who wants cake? I am going to make a cake in the near future (possibly right now) and someone better come over and help me eat it before I go into a gestational diabetic coma, OK?