Zzzzz......(again)

I'm starting to feel very tired in the evenings. And I'm only 24 weeks along.

This makes me nervous for the next 16 weeks of gestation. (16 weeks! Gah!)

(Mamas who remember being 24 weeks pregnant - help me! Tell me it'll all be okay! Lie to me if you need to!)

Personally, I think it's the whole working thing. Getting up every day to get showered, dressed, commute, spend 8 busy hours at the office before commuting home, having dinner, getting lunch ready for the next day, and whatever else is going on... well - it's suddenly very tiring.

Of course, I may just need a good jog to get my energy going again. (I haven't gotten any exercise at all since Sunday. And even then - it was very little. My body is mad at my laziness of late, I suspect.)

So, I'm off tonight for a little jog/walk with my Running Room group. Hopefully that'll cure what ails me.

Or... It'll completely knock me out.

A swift kick in the noggin'

We think hubster got kicked in the ear last night.

Here's why.

I went to bed to read for a little bit before going to sleep while Andrew was downstairs finishing up some stuff around the house.

Somehow, Arwen the cat (who has "somebody's in bed!" radar) knew to immediately crawl on top of me at that moment and beg for love and affection. So, as she was sitting on my tummy, nudging my hand to rub the side of her face (I could no longer read, as Princess Arwen would have none of that), I felt the baby move. Like... really move.

It was the first real, true, undeniable 'kick' I've felt. I've definitely experienced lots of movement up until now. But this felt like a real little foot or leg or arm actually nudging me!

My eyes went wide as I stared at Arwen. "Did you feel that?!?!" I asked.

Arwen just stared at me and purred into my face.

So I called Andrew to come upstairs, hoping he could feel something.

"The baby moved! Like a BIG kick!" I exclaimed.

"Cool. Maybe I'll feel her this time," Andrew smiled as he rested his hand on my tummy. (Arwen had long since left, clearly annoyed by the fact that I raised my voice in her presence).

After feeling no movement for a little while, we decided Andrew should put his head on my stomach to see what he could hear in there.

And that's when it happened.

"Did you just move your jaw?" I asked.

"No. Did you just move or stretch or something?" he asked me.

"No... That wasn't me."

"Well, if it wasn't you and it wasn't me... I think I just got a little kick to the side of the head."

Then we spent the next 5 minutes grinning at each other goofily.

Things that make me feel better:

1. The weekend.
2. Going to a cute cafe with a good friend for a giant hot chocolate to catch up.
3. Getting a facial at a spa.
4. Spending time with the hubster and good friends.
5. Going for a short run in crisp weather.
6. Lazy Sundays.
7. All of my amazing family and friends who make everything in life wonderful.

Thanks guys. :)

Feeling down

I am totally in need of love today.

And chocolate.

Anything that makes me feel happy and comforted, really.

Had a horrid day yesterday. My emotions ranged from content to upset, to angry, then bothered, uncertain, sad, agitated and even meh.

Sometimes I just feel like I can't do right. I try. I really do. But something I do makes one person unhappy. Another person takes what I'm saying the wrong way. Things are disorganized, and when I try to help organize, I'm told not to get "all worked up".

It's just sucky.

Recently, there have been people who tell me I'm looking "big" for how far along I am in my pregnancy. News to me. I thought I was normal. Someone told me they should lend me their fat jeans, because the thighs are bigger, just like mine are. Someone smirked at me while telling me to calm down. My husband agreed with me when I said maybe I needed to be more positive. (Sometimes you just want them to say the "right" thing, you know?)

Anyway - woe is me, blah, blah, blah.

I know I really shouldn't be complaining. But it just seems that every once in a while, I can't help but be human and let the little things all pile up and get me down.

Which is why I need chocolate today. Mass quantities of it, please.

And yes, I know I'm an emotional eater. But just for today? It's okay.

Me stuff

Has anybody else noticed how BAD I've been with the posting lately? Sorry 'bout that.

So. Things that are new with me: My belly is getting very big, I have to take the glucose test soon (to see if I'll likely get Gestational Diabetes while pregnant), Andrew's birthday is on Monday, we're going to our old University town this weekend to hit up our favourite wings and beer pub to celebrate Andrew turning another year older, we're still working on getting the nursery done-ish in time for my baby shower, I'm finding myself more and more tired lately, and... we've already accumulated two pink outfits from the grandparents since telling them that we're having a girl.

Phew.

Oh. And I have an appointment at a spa for a facial this Saturday. Which I've been looking forward to for 3 long weeks now. Waiting for this facial has been almost as excruciating as waiting to find out if we're having a boy or a girl. (Okay, not quite. But still. I wants me this facial!)

That's it. That's all. Or, that's all I can think of right now.

Enough about me. How are you lovely folks doing?

Baby showed us the goods

After a brief hiatus, I have some news for all my lovely blog followers.

IT'S A GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hubster and I found out yesterday morning that we're having a wee baby girl.

I could not be more excited. (And neither could my Mom, who promptly came over to see me with a pink fuzzy baby hat as a gift).

It's getting so much more REAL every day.

Welcome to the family, little girl.

It's fall. And Friday. Double woo.

Andrew's parents called him to congratulate him on being "so smooth" after reading my last blog. I guess they didn't see the part where I got him a gift, too. The sun only shines out of his arse, I see!! I wonder if this is how I'll be with my kids?

Anyway, moving on!

Today's a crap-tastic day. Rainy and windy and chilly... oh my! However, I walked to the train station this morning and couldn't help but feel really content. I was, after all, walking through a pretty pathway covered with fall leaves.

Even with a bit of rain, how can you NOT appreciate the reds and yellows and golds swishing around your feet and decorating the air around you? How, I ask you!?

So... yeah. That's about it with me. Excited it's Friday. Ready for the weekend to start. Looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow morning.

I lead an exciting life, y'all.

Wish I had more to blather on about. Hope this holds you over on the "All Things Hezzie" front until Monday.

Enjoy the weekend!