These effing pants. Got some hand me down pants from a friend. Felt fine when I put them on this morning, didn't think about sitting down. Too tight and cut into my belly. I even got dizzy from them. So now I'm wearing them low and trying to bide my time until lunch when I can run to target and buy new pants!
This thing growing inside me... He is a damn maniac! I feel like he is trying to jail break WAY too early because he is constantly going from side to side as hard as his little body will allow (or that's how it feels at least)... And obviously I know that this crazy kid isn't an actual twatwaffle, he is being kind of a jerk.
My neck is the TW. I either slept weird on my dang pregnancy pillow or just have a knot of stress up in there that's making it hard for me to turn it or bend it. Definitely need to schedule a pregnancy massage soon - haven't done one yet, and this mama needs to treat herself!
My ute is the TW today. I legit feel like it's growing crooked because this kid is ALWAYS only kicking me in the ribs on the right and poking me in the vagina on the left (so upper right side/lower left), never the opposite, and every time I get BH contractions, I can feel the hardened ute all the way up to my ribs on the right but the left is only hard to about halfway, the rest is soft. I guess I'm a mutant. Maybe all my internal organs are squished over to the left. Pretty much all the movement I feel is right side or low in my pelvis (yay, cervix pokes!).
My sleeping pattern--or lack thereof--is a TW. Went to bed early last night because I've been so exhausted, and I woke up literally every hour to switch positions because I was in pain and/or go pee. Now at work trying to teach like
My TW this morning is the stupid glucose test... and my inability to pass it on the first try. I took my 1-hour test on Friday, and failed it with a 153, so I'm going to get to have the fun of taking the 3-hour test and ending up sick as a dog. Ugh.
So there's this boy. He kinda stole my heart. He calls me "Mom"
I am the twatwaffle for accepting a new position while 6-7 months pregnant and DYING because of it. Its what one would describe as "mans work". Lots of walking/lugging crap around, power tools, maintenance, and ladder climbing. Oh networking, how you tire me so. I need sleep.
My husband, even though this is a little one. I just spent an hour reorganizing our office bookshelves and throwing stuff away, selling back last semesters books, putting papers in file folders etc. He had shoved random ass mail in what felt like 100 places on the bookshelf. WHY?! Throw that shit out if you don't need it you obviously forgot that you put it in there and it's not important AT ALL. My school bookshelf is not your catch all mail bag. Grrrr.
New person in my department at work. He's not my boss. He's not even on my team. He sent me "edits" that he found to something that had already gone out yesterday -- it was authored by someone else in the company for our blog, which I manage, but I cannot possibly edit all the posts in real time or things would never get posted.
First of all, new guy, you need more to do. This isn't your job in any way. Second, these are the dumbest edits I've ever seen in my life. Spacing between sentences and dash inconsistency. I don't like that stuff either, but if it didn't fuck with the meaning/grammar, it isn't urgent. Pick your battles.
I had to explain why we don't ever do things this way, and that it isn't going to be worth his time in the future.
I only got up once to pee last night and I had wonderful sex dreams. I thought for sure that I would feel amazing today and I STILL feel like shit ran over twice. Sweet baby, I want you to cook as long as you need to but I am so ready to have my body back.
I second the sciatica and also nominate my chub rub chafing issues!
I went to Boston for Marathon Monday and the Patriots Day Red Sox game. I had an AMAZING time with just me and the hubs walking all over the city. But because it was a warm day, I had to buy a skirt to counteract the crazy sweating going on. Well, lo and behold, the insides of my thighs are PURPLE from chafage.
Limping around bc you overdid the walking and your fat thighs rub together is pretty undignified. Makes me wanna sit with my feet up for the next 10.5 weeks.
My cats are the twats, for having kitty thunder-dome at 5:00am. I will shove your furry little asses out side and see how long you last vs a fox or one of those fat grey squirrels .
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The affordable childcare that my husband and I reserved a spot at, decided it is closing down after this school year, so we are now in a scramble to find childcare. After checking with a bunch of different places, there is no availability and the prices are considerably higher. I wish this school informed us earlier, because we could of reserved spots elsewhere. So crushed Also to make matters even better, our closing date on our house has been delayed, therefore if we do not move by April 30th, we will have no place to live. Such a bad day, I just wish something would just workout.
I second the sciatica and also nominate my chub rub chafing issues!
I went to Boston for Marathon Monday and the Patriots Day Red Sox game. I had an AMAZING time with just me and the hubs walking all over the city. But because it was a warm day, I had to buy a skirt to counteract the crazy sweating going on. Well, lo and behold, the insides of my thighs are PURPLE from chafage.
Limping around bc you overdid the walking and your fat thighs rub together is pretty undignified. Makes me wanna sit with my feet up for the next 10.5 weeks.
Re: chafing
I put deodorant on my thighs a couple times throughout the day. Works wonders to prevent the rub pain!
I second the sciatica and also nominate my chub rub chafing issues!
I went to Boston for Marathon Monday and the Patriots Day Red Sox game. I had an AMAZING time with just me and the hubs walking all over the city. But because it was a warm day, I had to buy a skirt to counteract the crazy sweating going on. Well, lo and behold, the insides of my thighs are PURPLE from chafage.
Limping around bc you overdid the walking and your fat thighs rub together is pretty undignified. Makes me wanna sit with my feet up for the next 10.5 weeks.
Re: chafing
I put deodorant on my thighs a couple times throughout the day. Works wonders to prevent the rub pain!
This! Also Bandaid brand makes a stick called blister block for feet, that works too.
For all the ladies with chafing troubles... try the stuff they sell for runners. Chamois Butter is highly recommended but I bet any of them would work for low-impact stuff like regular walking. Plus, they have fun names like Hoo Ha Ride Glide. Or try powder. I have anti-monkey-butt powder that is good for issues up higher, but I'm definitely investing in some body glide or chamois butter before we do any warm-weather hiking/walking.
On my last trip to Hawaii, I ended up neck deep in an inlet we had to cross during a hike, which meant shorts full of sand. In retrospect I should've just taken them off and finished the hike in my suit bottom, but I didn't and by the end I was literally bleeding from one thigh where the sand had chafed all my skin away. FYI, salt water does not feel good on open wounds.
I nominate lurkers from other boards who butt in and try to correct other users who are perfectly capable of making intelligent decisions for themselves and about their pregnancies.
My ex-aunt. Went to a birthday party with DS this weekend and she overheard me talk about how he is into Princess Sophia. She said, "at least he is into the princesses and not the princes. Not that there is anything wrong with that, but you don't want him to have a hard life."
@adough27 So sorry to hear all that is going on! Hope everything works out! @MamaBish I use a little vaseline. When I was running regularly and especially on long runs had to use it so i didn't chaffe.
I'm the TW today. My mom (who watches my daughter a few days a week—I know, spoiled) texted me just as I was about to leave the house to drop off to tell me she's sick. I had a buttload of work to do today, plus my glucose test and 26 week appt. Not her fault though!
I'm always so bad at handling a last minute change in plans. After rescheduling my appointments, I spent the morning pouting. Now I'm rushing through work during naptime and pouting again. Wah.
My husband, even though this is a little one. I just spent an hour reorganizing our office bookshelves and throwing stuff away, selling back last semesters books, putting papers in file folders etc. He had shoved random ass mail in what felt like 100 places on the bookshelf. WHY?! Throw that shit out if you don't need it you obviously forgot that you put it in there and it's not important AT ALL. My school bookshelf is not your catch all mail bag. Grrrr.
Are we married to the same man?! My husband leaves piles of opened mail everywhere...even stuff that doesn't need saving. Occasionally, he will actually make a "shred" pile, right ON TOP of the shredder. Just shred the damn papers! Don't just stack it right on top of the shredder!
@PhoebeJune1984 yeah.. This was like monthly mailers from his retirement fund stuffed next to the folder I made him for said papers. It drives me insane.
I second the sciatica and also nominate my chub rub chafing issues!
I went to Boston for Marathon Monday and the Patriots Day Red Sox game. I had an AMAZING time with just me and the hubs walking all over the city. But because it was a warm day, I had to buy a skirt to counteract the crazy sweating going on. Well, lo and behold, the insides of my thighs are PURPLE from chafage.
Limping around bc you overdid the walking and your fat thighs rub together is pretty undignified. Makes me wanna sit with my feet up for the next 10.5 weeks.
I went to the marathon yesterday and I am PAYING for it. I guess it's just too much for a 28 pregnant woman to even watch other people run a marathon. We had great seats on Boylston and I was still uncomfortable all day. I left at 5 and took the redline home.
I left my husband to enjoy himself and when I got home I had a good cry. Marathon Monday used to be one of my favorite days and I was just so sad to have to leave early and frankly to be sober. It just felt like another one of those moments when you realize that life will truly never be the same and that you're a grown up.
I second the sciatica and also nominate my chub rub chafing issues!
I went to Boston for Marathon Monday and the Patriots Day Red Sox game. I had an AMAZING time with just me and the hubs walking all over the city. But because it was a warm day, I had to buy a skirt to counteract the crazy sweating going on. Well, lo and behold, the insides of my thighs are PURPLE from chafage.
Limping around bc you overdid the walking and your fat thighs rub together is pretty undignified. Makes me wanna sit with my feet up for the next 10.5 weeks.
I went to the marathon yesterday and I am PAYING for it. I guess it's just too much for a 28 pregnant woman to even watch other people run a marathon. We had great seats on Boylston and I was still uncomfortable all day. I left at 5 and took the redline home.
I left my husband to enjoy himself and when I got home I had a good cry. Marathon Monday used to be one of my favorite days and I was just so sad to have to leave early and frankly to be sober. It just felt like another one of those moments when you realize that life will truly never be the same and that you're a grown up.
That sucks that you couldn't finish hanging out, but I guess it could have been worse. You could have been my friend that was running it, and never has issues running marathons, but this is the one time that she threw up on course....had to visit five port-a-potties....and then the medical staff slapped her with a "DNF" 5 miles before the finish line. I felt so bad for her!
This stupid hematoma. Thought I would get taken off of pelvic rest today after six weeks. The stupid thing is smaller, but still there. Four more weeks of pelvic rest at least. My husband is about to lose his mind
I think even just attempting to run a marathon is awesome @PhoebeJune1984@elenabrent I've only done half marathons and I completely ate it on the last one. I hobbled to the very end. I can't imagine if it was 26 miles.
My office hired 6 new employees at the same time. My office is right next to the fax machine, copier, and scanner. This leads to 6 different people asking me questions about how to use these machines ALL DAY. Just because I'm the closest person, this does not mean that I am willing or even have the time to help you. Ask the damn person who was supposed to train you!
@PhoebeJune1984 that sucks for your friend. I was just having a complete pity party. It has become a tradition that became a huge deal for our group of friends after the bombing. We do exactly what we did the day of the 2013 Marathon. Even get the same table, grab sandwiches and eat them on the train etc. it's just crazy to go from being able to rely on your body to now when I can't walk around for an afternoon.
And while I do realize I'm in fact growing a human, it's sobering and very humbling to not be able to depend on my body to let me do what I want.
There is also the continued fact that it sucks that my life has changed and my husbands won't really until she is here. I wouldn't in a million years begrudge him Marathon Monday and don't regret being cool with him staying out. I was just feeling sorry for myself. Thank God for my dog and the ice cream I ate for dinner.
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So there's this boy. He kinda stole my heart. He calls me "Mom"
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First of all, new guy, you need more to do. This isn't your job in any way. Second, these are the dumbest edits I've ever seen in my life. Spacing between sentences and dash inconsistency. I don't like that stuff either, but if it didn't fuck with the meaning/grammar, it isn't urgent. Pick your battles.
I had to explain why we don't ever do things this way, and that it isn't going to be worth his time in the future.
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I second the sciatica and also nominate my chub rub chafing issues!
I went to Boston for Marathon Monday and the Patriots Day Red Sox game. I had an AMAZING time with just me and the hubs walking all over the city. But because it was a warm day, I had to buy a skirt to counteract the crazy sweating going on. Well, lo and behold, the insides of my thighs are PURPLE from chafage.
Limping around bc you overdid the walking and your fat thighs rub together is pretty undignified. Makes me wanna sit with my feet up for the next 10.5 weeks.
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I put deodorant on my thighs a couple times throughout the day. Works wonders to prevent the rub pain!
On my last trip to Hawaii, I ended up neck deep in an inlet we had to cross during a hike, which meant shorts full of sand. In retrospect I should've just taken them off and finished the hike in my suit bottom, but I didn't and by the end I was literally bleeding from one thigh where the sand had chafed all my skin away. FYI, salt water does not feel good on open wounds.
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I'm always so bad at handling a last minute change in plans. After rescheduling my appointments, I spent the morning pouting. Now I'm rushing through work during naptime and pouting again. Wah.
I left my husband to enjoy himself and when I got home I had a good cry. Marathon Monday used to be one of my favorite days and I was just so sad to have to leave early and frankly to be sober. It just felt like another one of those moments when you realize that life will truly never be the same and that you're a grown up.
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a marathon is not even in my realm of possibility. It just does.not.compute.
RAWR!
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And while I do realize I'm in fact growing a human, it's sobering and very humbling to not be able to depend on my body to let me do what I want.
There is also the continued fact that it sucks that my life has changed and my husbands won't really until she is here. I wouldn't in a million years begrudge him Marathon Monday and don't regret being cool with him staying out. I was just feeling sorry for myself. Thank God for my dog and the ice cream I ate for dinner.
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