01Feb
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Me:  Yeah.  I thought about cleaning it. ÂÂ
Chris:  Its the thought that counts.
02Feb
I have had to get used to a lot of weird, strange things during my pregnancy. Sleeping on my side, having my ribs kicked from inside me, unusually large ankles… All these things take some time to adjust to, and for the most part I have adjusted pretty well with time. But no matter how long I am pregnant or how often I hear them, there are some words used during pregnancy that I will never ever get used to.
Like pllllllacennnnta. Or embry-o.
But nothing takes the cake more than DILATED. I hate that word! DILATED. Your eyes dilate – not your…you know. Whose idea was it to call it dilating??? It had to be a man. What woman would willingly describe herself as dilating???? You might as well yell out, “MY VA-JAY-JAY IS OPENING!!!!!” I mean, really. Come on. We can’t find a better way to refer to that?
Or, I have an idea. How about we NOT refer to that? How about we leave that as one of those unspoken things that we don’t have to talk about? I will never, ever, in a million years mark the progress of my delivery by dilation. Ever. I won’t even allow my doctor to tell me. I’d like for my doctor to refer to it in temperatures. I’d like for him to come in and tell me, “You’re getting warmer!” That makes me think that I’m getting closer to a big prize as opposed to getting closer to shooting a large object out of me.
And now I have to end this post. I’m grossing myself out.
I always wanted to dress up my dogs. When the little one, Lucy, was smaller I was so excited because she was the perfect size for cute dog clothes. But she hated them. There were a few different things that could happen when you tried to dress Lucy up. She might bite you. She might shred the clothes. Or she might freeze and not move a muscle. None of these options were pleasant. Over the years, though, I was able to get a few good outfits out of her. Reindeer antlers at Christmas one year. A Florida State football jersey for Homecoming one year. And last year’s Halloween costume was magnificent.
Lucy as Elephant
You can't tell, but she is growling in this picture
Sadly, however, this was my final attempt to dress up my dog. I gave up after this. She bit me when I put her in the costume, then she stood there frozen in this position pictured above until I removed the costume, and then she shredded the elephant trunk. Bad dog.
I realized this past weekend though that I might have a second chance at dressing something up. I have a baby on the way. And he’s helpless. And he can’t talk so he can’t complain. And he can’t bite because he won’t have teeth for a while. He’ll be the puppy I never had.
After I made this discovery, I headed off to the Carter’s store (a.k.a. Baby Mecca). It was my first time in a whole Carter’s store and, I have to say, even for a seasoned shopper like me, it was a little intimidating. So many options! And they were all so tiny! When I first walked in, I thought I was in trouble. So many things to buy! But turns out, I already own half of the entire Carter’s collection (thanks, Mom!) and so there wasn’t all that much left to buy. I did find some pretty cute little outfits though.
Like this one. Everyone loves a dinosaur…
Dino Duds
And this cute little alligator outfit…
Hot stuff
And then this cute little ensemble. This is for when he’s hanging out with his Daddy in the Man Cave. (Side Note: I think Chris may already actually own this same outfit.)
I got this jacket on sale for $3.99 and the shirt for $1.99!!!
I’m so glad I’m having a baby and not a puppy. Babies seem to be much easier…
05Feb
I’m taking a sick day today. I’ll be back tomorrow when I have found the will to live.
