Archive | June, 2013

The first to go… my hipbones

27 Jun

When I fell pregnant with my son I was about 6 or 7 lbs heavier than I am now – due to the lifestyle my husband and I had. Lots of delicious beer and wine was being consumed and very little care about how many calories I was ingesting or how bloated I was all the time.

This time I was running frequently and only having a half a beer maybe once a week. Never felt bloated or chunky (also due to the fact that I only got one period between pregnancies). That all changed. I feel like overnight my hipbones have disappeared! 

I am not overly skinny but my hipbones have always been prominent and bony. Right now you wouldn’t know I had hipbones even if you went looking for them. 

At 8.5 weeks we can check that off the list. Bye bye…. maybe I’ll see them again in 18 months….

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Why I haven’t written

19 Jun

Its difficult to think about anything when you’re laying on the couch all day cursing. I haven’t been feeling well.

A few weeks ago we found out there will be another member of the family come the end of January. As elated as we were – this was earlier than expected and I was unprepared for the weeks of nausea and headaches. 

Today I’m feeling slightly better as I’ve been forcing myself to choke down food every half hour. I remember not understanding how people could do this more than once when I was pregnant with my son – and here we are.  The nausea is really inconvenient.

I watch my husband eat whatever he wants and glare at him because I can hardly manage dry toast. Men simply do the deed and are off the hook for 9 months while us women suffer. Seems unfair.

Anyways that’s my soap box for the day… leta hope this is the begining of the end of the morning sickness.

To my Dad

17 Jun

Dear Dad–

Now that I am older and have a family of my own I would like to say thank you. Thank you for showing me your exitement when you were proud, and your dissapointment when you knew I could do better. I didn’t know then what I know now – and I realize how hard it is to raise a family.

I would also like to say thank you for all your hard work and dedication to my mother. It was because of your work-ethic, paired with moms savvy accounting that she was able to stay home with us and raise us. I know what a loving marriage looks like because of how you treat my mom.

All the hours spent in the hot sun ‘busting hump’ – learning that nothing in life is handed to you – I thank you for. I have a good work ethic because of you. As much as I always wanted to sleep in on Saturdays I wouldn’t trade my lessons learned for a few more hours of sleep.

There are many things I want to thank you for but am now at a loss for words. So I will simply end with thank you for all you have taught me, I hope to teach my children everything you’ve taught me.

I love you – Happy Fathers Day

Booger-Picking Good Time

4 Jun

Recently my son has taken up the hobby of picking his nose. I will admit – I think its hilarious. But of course good parents don’t laugh hysterically when their children pick their nose – they gently tell the child it isn’t socially acceptable. I am apparently not mature enough to deal with this kind of thing yet. Can I get a big HAHAHA!

Maybe its just me… but I find it funny that he runs around the house picking his nose. I do know why he does it though – my husband is constantly picking his own nose (that is not funny.. because he’s not 1 1/2). This evening he even fell asleep while picking his nose. I can’t make this up! He laid in bed picking his nose and once he got bored he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I’m sure as with everything else that he will grow out of this. Of course I did correct him when he tried to eat his boogers – that’s gross – but otherwise I’m sure it’s just a phase.