The True Adventures of Superhero Girl: October 2005

Thursday, October 27, 2005

8 weeks

This pregnancy is so much different than last time. "More" is the word. More hormonal, more boobs (hello! enjoying this aspect!), more fatigue, more more more morning sickness. Yeah, did I think I had that last time? Ha ha ha. No. I did not know what the freak I was talking about. And even now I have to admit, I am lucking out on the morning sickness, because I personally know two women who puked constantly for months and months and months. (One was still puking in the delivery room.) But this morning sickness blows! I was crouched in front of the toilet at 12:30 last night, trying to decide if I actually did want to puke. My brain said, "Please yes, so I can go to bed and sleep." But my body said, "Ha ha, suckah, no such luck. Eat some Cheerios and go to bed feeling like shiz!" My body is mean, huh. So I ate some Cheerios and went to bed feeling like shiz. I hate Cheerios now, by the way.
Going to Pilates or Yoga is a distant memory. The idea of going to the gym (smelly) and rolling out my mat (also smelly) and then getting face down on my smelly mat in the smelly gym is more than my poor stomach can handle. Especially since Pilates and Yoga are right in the middle of my (now very strict) dinner time.
That's another interesting thing. I've never been much of a breakfast girl. It was pretty much a thing of the weekends. Now by necessity it is the first thing I do in the morning. And lunch cannot be skipped, and dinner, oh no never. And many snacks in between. I seem to get full faster though, so I eat less food at each sitting, I just eat much more often. Total caloric intake has definitely gone up - since I used to barely reach 1500 per day.
I have had 8+ hours of sleep a night almost every night this week, and every morning I wake up exhausted! Getting up is torture! Lately I have taken to hitting snooze through an entire hour, and then rolling into work 30-45 minutes late every day. I might get in trouble, but I doubt my boss will say anything. If he does, well, I'll just tell him the truth and then he'll be Empathetic City. I love Kevin.
I haven't been feeling the hormones too much when dealing with Dh, it's mostly I have very little patience with my clients. They all seem so whiny & annoying now. I mean, honestly, lots of them are always whiny & annoying, but now it seems to bug me a lot faster.
An awesome pregnant chick, Reesh, posted on my blog, so I wandered over to hers. Her blog is strictly about her pregnancy and it inspired me to be a little more focused.

Monday, October 24, 2005

I Lost the Good Fight

I tried and failed. Last night I threw up. Naively, I thought I would miraculously make it all the way into my 2nd trimester with no puking. It didn't happen. I really hate throwing up. I REALLY hate it. But, really, it wasn't such a good fight. Why fight the inevitable? And I don't care what anyone else says about puking not relieving the nausea - for a good 30 minutes afterwards, I felt fine! It almost made it worth it. Ha ha
My desire to be at work is at about a 2. Out of 1 trillion. I have nooo desire to be here. And it's Monday, so 3 annoying clients (I have many more annoying clients than that, but they rotate for Monday duty) take turns calling me every 20 minutes. And I tell the receptionists over and over, Put him/her to my voicemail. So I have 63 voicemails right now and I DON'T CARE! It's kind of liberating.
Also, one of my cases got dismissed over the weekend, but that wasn't my fault either, so I don't care about that.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Hallelujiah

The law is in effect and I get to go home at normal times!!!!!! YAY!!!!! I almost feel bad leaving before 6 now. Since for quite some time 8 pm was my normal leave-work time. Blech. I hated it. Saturday, oh dears you should be so proud of me, I worked from 10 am (with 1.5 hr lunch with dh) until 5:45 IN THE FREAKING MORNING! It was horrible. I was so nauseous the whole time, and we ordered Chinese food because I thought it sounded good, but when it actually came I looked at it and just wanted to hurl. Anyway, Kevin and I were here so late that Elsa (another paralegal) showed up to START HER NEW DAY. Yeah. When I finally filed the last case, we were both so tired, we couldn't even celebrate or cheer or anything. We just kind of said "We're done" and then crawled into our cars to go home and crash. I slept from 6:30 to 12:30 when I woke up, for church at 2.
Monday I didn't go to work. It was blissful. I cleaned (the master toilet was disgraceful - when have I had time to clean the past few weeks? And dh & I have a rather strict division of labor when it comes to the bathrooms - he does the showers, I do the toilets & sinks), I shopped, I crocheted, I cross-worded. So my thought was, ahh, why can't I just start my homemaking career now? The law firm is such a drag. I know, I know, without a child to keep me on my toes, just cleaning & cooking would be boring within 2 weeks. Our house just isn't big enough to spend all day every day cleaning it. I also talked to Rainbow for 45 minutes. She told me her doctor said to just eat whatever looked good, so that's what I've been doing. Dh wanted me to eat real, nutritious meals (cooked by ????) as opposed to fruit, pickles & Goldfish (my primary food right now), but the idea of eating a burrito or omelet (the main things he cooks - and not exactly nutritious) makes me want to be sick!!!!!!
That's right darlings, I'm pregnant again! I consider it to be going better this time, because 1) I am much MUCH sicker, and 2) Dh gave me that amazing blessing in March which has given me confidence in the Lord. Perk: some of my bras are too small now! I still have a long looong time to go, but I'm really happy & excited & nauseous! Ha ha Well it's now 9:45 and I have yet to do any real work despite being clocked in for over an hour! So, time to go!