Family in Feast and Feria

I just noticed -- this is my 250th post. Do I really have that much to say?

As the baby grows (9 1/2 weeks), a few things that I've noticed:

• My son's eagerness for a baby: We haven't told him yet, as waiting is so long for a child. But I do believe he has a sense of something. Lately he can't stop talking about babies. He surprised me one night with an exasperated "When is our baby going to come?" I at first thought dh might have told him, but I played dumb and said "What baby?" His answer came "The one Jesus is going to send to us." So I had to explain if God answers our prayers that it will take a while, because the baby has to grow in Mommy's tummy.
  
  The past two weeks, his little blankie is a baby. He cares and tends to it just like a real baby. Perhaps I should get a baby doll....



• Some scents should be outlawed: I can function okay in the nausea department until I leave home. The variety of smells is overpowering. The biggest offender for me is anything that even faintly smells like patchouli fragrance. Even when I'm not pregnant that can send me gagging, but now that scent really is overpowering and debilitating.



• Call Me a Living Target: Ds wants to hug and snuggle with me, especially when I need to take a break or recline. Of course, he's a wiggler, and he manages to hurt me every time we have these bonding moments. Let's just say the upper chest area seems to be the main target -- an elbow here, accidentally push off there, and OUCH!!!
  
  I had a new injury yesterday. It's not directly pregnancy related, but it definitely comes from this "have to be with Mommy". I had to get new eyeglasses because my ear piece on the old pair suddenly snapped and of course, the frame was discontinued. We picked them up yesterday, and while wanting to be with Mommy in the armchair, boom! an accidental hit on the side of my frame, which hit the bridge of my nose. Results are I can't wear the new frames for a few days.



• Maternity Clothing: It's so hard during this time to feel feminine and beautiful, and the maternity clothing market isn't helping me much. I mentioned I pulled out my box of maternity clothes from 4 years ago. Blech!
  
  I went shopping yesterday at Motherhood Maternity. I was able to find a few skirts and one pair of capris. Did you know they have changed the over the belly maternity panel? It doesn't scoop down and come low anymore, but it's more a few inches on top of the waistband. What ingenuity and improvement! I can turn down the top right now and wear the skirts now.
  
  Now, as far as shirts, this is one of the hardest things. I don't want tents, I don't want clingy or see-through. I want natural fibers (I'm hot!). I don't normally wear pink, flowery, peasanty, ruffly, or frilly. Have you peeked into these stores lately? After listing what I don't wear, I've narrowed my choices to almost nihil. AND the short sleeves they are presenting are the least flattering for a pregnant mama -- banded, puffy, or capped all hit the unflattering top part of the arm. Get a clue!



• Happy Feet: My feet were already beginning to hurt, and it was time for some new sandals (the ones I have were bought for last pregnancy). I wear Eurocomfort type shoes to support my flat feet and metatarsal arch problems. Mephisto and Dansko to the rescue. Gorgeous? No, but oh, my feet are in heaven! Dh is NOT going to like the Mephisto ones...



• Nausea or Indigestion?: I don't have MORNING sickness. Morning is my best time. But come around noon, and that nausea creeps in. But does it classify as nausea if everything repeats on me and makes me sick to my stomach? Because that's the other symptom. So I feel sick before and after I eat!
  
  And munching on almonds doesn't help to keep up my blood sugar or keep down my nausea. I thought I would try again, but they are hard on my stomach, and made it much worse for me. Back to the drawing board for a packable emergency snack.



• My husband is awesome: What a jewel he is! When he's home, he picks up the slack, and he hasn't complained or made comments about the fact that things are not orderly or getting done. He's thankful for the small amounts I can do. I can rest and relax when he's at home. What a blessing!