long time.

It’s been a long time.

I’m in the complaining stage of my pregnancy; heartburn is at its worst, sciatica is striking up, I’m quite big. I figured that I deserve to complain a little. And yes, I know that the outcome outweighs my uncomfortable-ness–if one more person says that to me, I’ll scream.

T. is taking my negative attitude quite well; he’s pretty sure it will be all gone when I have the baby.

We finished up our childbirth education classes last week. We’re the only ones using the midwives–for some reason, I was surprised by that. Our instructor was excellent, and very straightforward, which I think is necessary for a class like this.  However, all of us “students” were all giggly when she demonstrated moaning and pushing for us. Also, we got to practice breathing though our contractions to Kenny G. If Kenny G. is playing at any time during my labor, I’ll be very upset (I would like to think that’s the negativity talking, but truly, I’m not fond of Kenny G.).

want

Licensed to IL shirt

my onion horoscope today:

“Childbirth is both an incredible and beautiful experience. Keep telling yourself that for the next 17 hours or so.”

thanks.

Many thanks to the person of whom I’ve asked advice from within the last few months. You know who you are. We’ve never spoken much nor know each other well, yet I feel that we connect on many levels. I think you’re awesome!

:(

I’m starting a list of movies that make me bawl uncontrollably every time I see them.

• Rudy
• Armageddon (yes, a certain part gets me every time)
• Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
• The Notebook

There are more I’m sure, but this is all I can think of right this second.

in sync, or, why i love t. so much

Driving down west Springfield Ave in the rain, I squint, point and exclaim,

“Hey! It’s that one place!”

Less than a millisecond later, recognition dawns on his face, and he gives me a big smile and says,

“Oh yeah! Totally!”

my strong friend.

mememememe

I recently celebrated a birthday. I got awesome presents this year (not that I don’t get awesome presents every year, but this is a banner year, I tell ya, a banner year indeed):

ebags lunch tote

sigg water bottle

queen bee (diaper) tote

lego star wars II: the original trilogy

….and we found out that we’re having a girl!

job.

I got a kick-ass job working with awesome people. What more could a girl ask for?

w!tf

Panic! at the Disco has dropped the exclamation mark from their name. Which I think is lame. And a shame.

Seriously, it was so much more fun saying it before.

pros and cons (preg. stuff): part 1

Lots o’ Gas

pro: I can hold my own in an impromptu belching/farting contest against T. I can  more often fart in the general direction of my sister.

con: It’s lots o’ gas.

Exercise

pro: Many book say to exercise; it helps labor. A lot of people are saying to me, “Oh god, you need to exercise.”

con: Many books say don’t. After using the elliptical for awhile after finding out the news, I’m inclined to agree. Your body is going through changes and you’re EXTRA exhausted. Why would you continue to exercise in this condition? Mind you, I’m speaking of regimented exercise. I’ve been getting off the bus at the library so I can walk to a couple blocks to work. Walking is always good. Also, I started pregnancy yoga DVDs. This kind of exercise is good.

Weight Gain

pro: Boobage.

con: Putting on clothes and finding clothing is frustrating.

Thus endeth Part 1. 

baby tickers.

A friend of mine recently requested that I put up a baby ticker on my MySpace page.  I’m hesitant to do this only because I think I’m too cool to do it. But I must not be if I’m considering it. Not that being cool has anything to do with it, really. Many people do it and they are still extremely cool.  I honestly don’t know what I’m talking about. I’m off to bed.

Laterz.