Sunday Stream of Consciousness
Today I faced one of my greatest fears: the prospect of a 49ers/Patriots Super Bowl. I would either have had to not watch it, or morally compromise myself and root for one of the 2 NFL teams I hate the most. Luckily, the Giants pulled through and saved me. My husband is also quite happy, I’m just glad I can now root against the Patriots without distraction. I wish it was the Cowboys or the Saints, but at least it’s not the 49ers.
This weekend we drove to Heather’s house to celebrate Annie’s 2nd birthday. It was a lovely party, more well decorated and kept to theme than any event I have ever attended (it was Yo Gabba Gabba!) and the cake was amazing. Plus, it was really nice to see several of my friends again. We live just far enough away that we need an occasion to visit and this was a great one.
I have eaten the same thing for breakfast for two weeks and essentially the same thing for dinner 3 nights in a row. And each time it is the most delicious meal ever. Pregnancy is weird.
On the one hand, being 25 weeks pregnant doesn’t sound that far along, on the other hand, only having 15 weeks to go sounds like not very much time at all. I think things are about to get real here very soon. The nursery still isn’t finished and I still haven’t had any legitimate cravings or any desire to do anything that remotely resembles nesting (nesting is way too close to cleaning for me). My husband continues to have severe nesting issues that amuse me.
My mom is finally coming home tomorrow. She’s been on a cruise from Florida to South America since nearly 2 weeks ago. You know what’s fun? Having your mom on a cruise while there is a major cruise related accident in the news. Not stressful at all. She’s off the boat now and just has a flight between her and being home safely.
A branch of my family had to go through something truly lousy last week. I can’t/won’t elaborate for their privacy, but any good thoughts you have are most appreciated. They are such lovely people and deserve only good things, I’ve been so sad to see them go through this. Hopefully this is the end of the rough stuff for them and the start of calm.
Trader Joe’s Pfeffernusse. That is all.
On Wednesday my CI called in sick because her 2 year old son was on day 3 of a stomach virus. She came in on Friday and reported that she felt nauseous all day long, but worked through it. I avoided physical contact with her, washed my hands obsessively and am sure I’m fine. But she also brought in banana bread she baked at home the night her son puked 11 times and offered it to people. And to my surprise ALL of my other coworkers ate it. I came up with a polite excuse. I do not eat stomach flu bread, even if it looks totally delicious.
I have recently learned that many women puke during labor. This fact may keep me up at night.
I have to do my glucose tolerance test this week. I am…concerned. If there was any justice in the world, I would totally end up diabetic because I eat so much sugar it’s absurd, but I am really hoping for a world free from justice and where I only have to drink that orange crap once because I pass. Either way, I will survive and do what I need to for this baby, but seriously, I’d like to pass.
I desperately want to see Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, but I have no one to see it with and I’m unsure if seeing it alone is a wise idea. We need to move closer to people I know and like.
This weekend has gone by way too quickly, but it’s now 8pm and I need to spend the next hour getting ready for the week ahead. Here’s to hoping for another week without passing out, without anyone in my house puking and with lots of sleep-filled nights. I mean for you guys too, obviously.
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Welcome! I'm Katie, a 28 year old, full-time graduate student who just happened to have brain surgery in November of 2007 to give my ginormous brain a little more space. This blog chronicles my daily life, from relentless headaches to being a doctor's wife. Sit down, get comfortable and stay for a while.
I am fairly confident that you are past the puking during pregnancy stage. That usually occurs early on and either leaves or stays but doesn’t usually pop up after the first three months.
I am the same way you are about the whole vomiting issue. I get sick just hearing the sounds associated with it. My motto is “If you puke, I puke, so don’t puke and save us both.” A great motto to live by.
As a child, I would puke and my mom would hold a wet cloth against my neck all the while I was retching. Nice. Never happened with my kids. If they puked, I left the room, usually the same floor, sometimes the house. Mother of the year. I win that award over and over.
So, prayers for a tender stomach, strong enough to withstand the ugly flu bugs that travel in winter, and gentle enough to be kind when you eat weird combos of food and blame it on your pregnancy.
So glad your mom is safe and sound. I have always wanted to go on a cruise and thought that my current mobility would prevent me from doing that…until a friend said that people in wheelchairs go on cruises all the time. Ah, so my dream still lives…that is, it lived until I imagined how I would have gone onto a lifeboat from the deck of a ship. Ummm, maybe a cruise isn’t for me after all.
That still leaves New York. Gotta get to New York and see a few Broadway shows. And shop. Especially shop.
Thanks for the stream of consciousness. Always enjoy them. Rarely comment on them. But you know.
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I went and saw Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close yesterday. Now I am not dealing with pregnant hormones like you are, but I was fully prepared to go see it alone. In the end my daughter did go with me, but it is not to be missed! Great movie! The young actor that plays Oskar is amazing! I say go alone, bring some tissues, I did need them, but I always cry at movies.
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I have emetophobia as well. Hubby and I are trying to have a baby(no luck yet)…I’ve read about the puking during delivery…freaks me out too! My SIL had a baby back in Sept. and she was feeling nauseated, so they gave her some meds for it in her IV line and she was fine. Just remember to ask for the meds.
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Wow, that movie sounds good!
I’m pretty earthy and don’t have the emetophobia, but I wouldn’t have eaten that banana bread…sure, the baking could’ve killed germs, but what about the germs post-baking? Yipes.
Hugs!
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