LET THE COMPLAINING BEGIN!!!!!

It started a couple of days ago...when I started to really feel pregnant. What does it mean to really feel pregnant, you ask? Well, it all begins with the feeling that gravity is going to steal your belly off of, well...your belly. Whether I'm standing up or laying on one of my many two sides, my belly is being pulled towards the center of the earth.

Now, I know this is the miracle of life and stuff, but perhaps this one miracle could've come fashioned with a belly sidecar, in order to make carrying easier and more comfortable.

Also, it is a physiological FACT that not getting enough sleep will result in a person literally going insane. Hmmm.................and our Creator decided on the following things:
1. We need X amount of sleep.
2. Not getting X amount of sleep will result in INSANITY.
3. Pregnant women will not get X amount of sleep in the months before bearing a child.
4. New moms will be INSANE.

Did I mention that sleeping has become a nightly challenge? Just as He planned.

And it hurts to put on socks and shoes.
And I'm supposed to be preparing, but I'm tired much of the time (lack of sleep?).
And my sciatic nerve hurts.
And I'm not supposed to lift ANYTHING, according to EVERYONE except my doctor and me.
And my legs cramp up if I'm not careful.

BUT, when I'm laying in bed at the end of the day with my enormous belly exposed for the world my baby's daddy to see and we are watching it morph into different shapes and feeling the movement of our baby and BTK is trying to hear it through my belly and he is talking to it and we are sharing in this really incredible miracle...I can truly appreciate the awesome challenge this journey brings forth.

This is what my giant belly looks like as of an hour ago today:

In Other News...

Some pictures of our "art" on the baby's room walls:

What is GRAHAM?

I was eating some stale graham crackers recently and a thought struck me..."I wonder what graham is?". I didn't actually take the time to look until today, when I was again eating stale graham crackers, and I was thrilled that there was such a crazy history to such a delicious cracker.

Apparently, there was this guy named Sylvester (not unlike the cartoon or the boxer) whose last name happened to be Graham. Sylvester developed a diet and called it the Graham Diet. This diet consisted of bland foods and its sole purpose was to suppress unhealthy carnal urges, such as masturbation (which he believed was a catalyst for blindness).

Now, Graham was obviously a crazy man...but his crackers are a fabulous snack and they pair really well with a toasted marshmallow and some chocolate. And I don't know about you, but instead of NOT thinking about those carnal urges, I think graham crackers are my new aphrodisiac.

And by the way, those bland Kellogg's Corn Flakes that you eat every morning...they were created for the same reason :)

OH! And, I found out that graham flour is made by taking a whole grain wheat kernel and grinding its components (bran, germ, and endosperm) separately and then mixing them up again creating a coarse textured flour, graham flour.

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What I am NOT:

I am not a leader.
I am not perfect.
I am not a gardener.
I am not a risk taker.
I am not a water skiir.
I am not an award winning chef.
I am not a liar.
I am not the happiest person on earth.
I am not the loneliest either.
I am not a pack rat.
I am not an interior decorator or a fashion enthusiast.
I am not in it for the money.
I am not full of strong opinions and right answers.
I am not someone to be judged by another equal someone for what I am not.

What I AM:

I am a dreamer.
I am a believer in following your dreams.
I am a runner.
I am a lover of dogs.
I am pregnant.
I am a writer.
I am a student.
I am willing to listen.
I am really good at cleaning.
I am unorganized.
I am scattered.
I am so full of emotion sometimes I think I might burst.
I am an excellent server.
I am in love with BTK's entire being.
I am peaceful.
I am interested in what makes you whole.
I am discovering what makes me whole.
I am human.

My mom visited last week and we had a great time, as always. We managed to have dinner with my brother and his wife Wednesday eve, along with BTK (who had to drive us home in the worst storm!). The next morning, we showed up to blueberry pick at the farm but couldn't because the blueberrys were still wet from rain. Instead, we headed downtown for coffee and hit up the sidewalk sales for the afternoon. It was a short, sweet visit.

BTK and I have managed to start a couple of registries for our little one. Hopefully we can wrap those up by the end of the week!

I have my final exam this Wednesday for my summer class!

Here is a picture of me this morning. And I swear I'm not sticking my belly out! It just does that :)

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