Okay so the pregnancy as of this moment.....Kinda is. Im fifteen weeks along, sixteen on Thursday....WOW the time has flown. And with the help of Dillards Clearance department and some fluffy clothes, I have decided to not make this one known like I did with my first just because, at work I feel like I was overlooked for a job that I was absolutely perfect for because they knew I was preggers, and then it just went from there...LONG STORY! I also cannot personally stand that people act as if you are incapable of the slightest movement when pregnant. NO let me lift that newspaper you shouldnt do that....WHich is why I contribute the nicety of others (which by all means I am grateful for in some situations) to my gaining waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay to much weight with the first baby...AND the god awful stretch marks that followed, and have stuck around. BAD NICE PEOPLE.
So while the pregnancy may be a secret-SHHHHHH for now its not a secret that I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY want a baby girl!
Now I am by no means opposed to a boy, I mean I have a son. Who I love more than anything...He is my bestest good buddy! And he knows it! I love every waking moment with him and would truely die for him if need be! I love that he loves trucks, trains, and airplanes, and is all boy! But I really HOPE this is a little girl because I need some ribbons and curls, and little dresses with frilly lace and polka dots! Matchy matchy shoes, and hair other than my own. Dance classes, and gymnastics, barbie dolls and things that I can take part in and know exactly what they are, or they are supposed to do. (Im am constantly asked what certain trucks and tools do and I honestly have NO idea) I just need some girl to go with my boy....I dont think that is bad, or wrong of me is it?
I have even begun to refer to the baby as a her, a she, little princess. my girly girl. My little M. I cant wait to find out and then to meet BUBBLES. (thats the name I gave her for inside my belly)
Well a little update from the old Doctor....As of January 5th, 2012-Although I do not look it, and certainly do not believe it...(I think it was a fluke, but I will take it) I am down eight pounds who knew to loose weight just get knocked up. I have been trying to get rid of extra pounds for three years now....
Stats I care about:
Pants: don't fit without elastic, or rubberband, a pair of pliers, or just removing the button altogether.
Shirts: have to be fluffy/flowey, or a mans or else in my mind you can definitely tell something.
Underware: Little known thing about pregnancy but it sucks....Just go up a size...or two. Unless you like the pulling/tearing sound made when sitting down, or the idea of fabric slidding in your butt crack. Trust me either instance NOT FUN.
Drinking: at least two Dasani's (sometimes by force) a day.
Eating: about six meals, one of which consist of two cutie oranges (yummy).
Calorie Count:...I have no idea! I have just been putting the food in there, who cares about counting it (dont hate).
Peeing: at least sixty times a day-WHAT FUN!
Skin-A little itchy so lathering up the lotion. Trying Mustela-9 Mois.
Hair-Looks like crap, I cant keep it from looking oily, and therefore it is up on my head more often than not.
Energy Level- Dragging ass....can barely keep up. MUST take nap.
Baby-still in there and I still feel bubbles.
Well as always I will keep you updated. Drop me line I would love to hear from you....really anybody.
