My co-teacher knew about this little hummingbird before almost all of my other friends. Since she is a mother of four and we're really close, I knew she'd sniff it out before long. Anyway, she knows that I start a new week of pregnancy every Wednesday. Aha, bump day is on hump day! How fitting. How witty. Anyway, she calls Wednesdays my roll-over days. When I hit 12 weeks, she brought me a roll-over gift: two pads of paper and two shirts from Old Navy (wore it yesterday on the blog). Two days later, a male colleague, who also happens to have four children, brought a Valentine's day card for the baby! He gave me an Amazon gift card to buy books for the kid. People's kindness really humbles me.
For prosperity's sake, I thought I would do a little journaling every roll-over day. That way, if you want to run away from the blog, you know which days to do it. I do not want this blog to become a pregnancy blog, but I cannot very well ignore something I've wanted for so long that actually came to fruition. I hope you can understand. Also, I still plan to make you laugh, so hang on to that little nugget of knowledge. Let's do it kind of like those currently posts. Shall we?
Wearing: All of the loose-fitting things. I have been relying on loose-fitting tops and pants that don't make my abdomen feel as if someone is chokeholding it. No WWE in this house. The pant situation was dire until I broke down and went to Motherhood Maternity with Mom and bought two pairs of jeans online from Gap. All of the pants have served me well, considering that the belly band is a giant disappointment over here--it just turns into a vagabond rubberband, traveling everywhere it should not and squeezing uncomfortably. Here are the two pairs I bought from Gap:
Eating: Cottage cheese (in disgusting amounts), gluten-free poptarts, strawberry-flavored So Delicious popsicles (coconut milk + strawberry? I'll take five boxes, thanks), broccoli dipped in sour cream topped with a little salt (Mom taught me this weird combination in my youth), and mountains of spaghetti. At this point, if I can stomach it, I devour it. Apparently, my stomach now hates steak (WHO AM I?).
Feeling: In the beginning, I felt horrible every single day, could barely get out of bed or stray far from the bathroom. However, just when I thought I could not physically handle a moment more, the symptoms started to taper off a bit. Now, I have about two-three days every week during which I feel miserable, and it is all worth it. I feel best when I go to bed early, wake up early, use the Neti Pot every morning, drink a lot of water, and eat every two-three hours. Also, being at work provides a fantastic distraction, and I notice the symptoms much less when I spend time at work or go on cleaning binges at home.
Reading: The past two days, I have been catching up on blogs. Finally. I have missed commenting on friends' blogs, so I am trying to make up for lost time.
Anticipating: I am going to a technology conference at the end of February with some grad school classmates in Baltimore, and I am excited to play with some new educational tools! I only paid $5 for parking, and I get to hang out with people I really like. Also, one of my good friends is coming from the Eastern Shore with her baby boy and husband because baby boy needs to see a specialist at the top medical facility near me. They're staying with us for a night, and I am excited to meet baby boy and spend time with friends!