Where did it go?

Friends of ours were expecting last year, and they joked about how forgetful, even incoherent the wife could be. They joked that whenever one of her "stupid" moments arose, she had been hit with the "stupid stick".

So far I haven't been having too much trouble with the whole thinking process, but on occasion I say things or do things that are a little odd. That being said, Tuesday afternoon I truly had a forgetful moment.

I was getting ready for work, and as usual, was just about late, but not quite yet. I decided to take some fish out of the freezer for dinner. I went downstairs, got fish out of the freezer, and then looked down. We have two cats, one is full grown, one is a kitten. The kitten was hanging around and seemed to gesture that she needed food. The fully grown cat's food is kept in the freezer room, and his dish was full. The kitten's food is in the bathroom next door, so I went next door, and she did indeed need food. I opened the cupboard, got out the food, and she hopped into the cupboard. I filled up her dish and then I had to struggle with her to get her out of the cupboard. By this time, I had no time to lose to get to work. I rushed upstairs, grabbed my lunch, drinks, computer bag and headed to work.

Now, when you read the paragraph above, do you at some point stop and ask yourself, "what did she do with the fish?" I asked myself the same question just as I was rolling into work. Although I remembered taking the fish out of the freezer, I had no recollection of what I had done with it from there....

My husband had left the house early in the morning for business meetings, and got home after lunch. As soon as I knew he was home, I called him and put him on the hunt for fish. He looked upstairs in the kitchen and in the fridge. No fish. He looked downstairs in the freezer, on top of the freezer. No fish.

I was almost in a panic, when it suddenly dawned on me to ask him to check in the room our kitten's food is kept. Sure enough, the fish was found!

Good ole stupid stick.

Still waiting...

I was supposed to have my ultrasound yesterday. At the last minute, we had to re-schedule because something came up that prevented my husband from coming. And I wouldn't want to do it without him. It was hard to make the change, even though it was only moved to next Monday. Another week to wait. It's just I've been sooooo excited about the ultrasound, to finally see the baby for the first time, to know that it's ok, that there's no major issues. I mean, I'm young, I'm healthy, so realistically I have nothing to worry about. But to have an ultrasound and get the OK that everything is fine will be nice.

So only another week to wait.....counting the number of sleeps again. :P

Busty...really?

I have never been a busty woman. I have ever only been somewhere in the A-B range, depending on the make of the bra. Since becoming pregnant, I have noticed some change in my bust, but I hadn't thought much of it. My husband had mentioned that I was a bit bustier, but I didn't really realise how much so until this past weekend.

We were at a good friend's wedding on Saturday, and it was a hot day, so I wore some comfortable clothes for the drive (about 2 hours) since I have been sweating a lot easier since becoming pregnant. I decided to do the old switcheroo of clothing in the car. Before we left I had tried on the skirt I would be wearing, just to make sure it still fit, but I didn't bother to try on the shirt because I didn't think my bust had grown all that much. The shirt was a really nice empire waist, dark crimson, silk shirt. Really pretty.

Anyway, when we arrived at the wedding location, I quickly slipped into the skirt, and then switched into the nice silk shirt. I had started to zip it up (it had an invisible side zipper), but it didn't seem to be cooperating. I thought it had to do with my position in the car, so I zipped it up as far as it would go and got out of the car. Then I realised that the shirt was NOT zipping up. Slightly panicked, I got my husband to come and help.

So if you can picture me with my arm held in the air, struggling to hold the shirt down while my husband tried to pry the zipper closed. An ivisible zipper, very dainty, very hard for my husband to handle. We were quite the sight. Luckily, a good friend arrived just as we were struggling in the parking lot, most certainly making an amusing sight for the arriving guests. She came over to help, and between her and my hubby, the zipper finally cooperated. Which is good, because it was the only shirt I'd brought. I have to say though, it definitely did not fit as it had the last time I wore it and I felt a little restricted in my breathing all day. What we don't do to look nice. Ha

Next time I will definitely try on the outfit BEFORE we arrive to the church.

Midwife visit #2

We went to visit the midwife on July 23, my husband came with me this time. I have to say I really appreciate having a midwife. We spent about 45 minutes in the office asking questions and the likes. The last visit I was at my midwife had given me a sheet to fill out with my diet, and two questionnaires to fill out to screen for postpartum depression and to find out how I was feeling about being pregnant. It was neat, because you can tell that they care about how I'm doing and want to help me travel through this adventure that is pregnancy. The midwife I saw on this visit went over what I had written and asked me questions about some of the items I had filled out. We also discussed questions that I had, such as whether I could take metamucil (as mentioned from my previous entry).

It was really nice to have my husband there, because I think it was a great experience for him to learn a bit more about what I am going through and how he can support me.

The best part was hearing the baby heartbeat.....it was the first time we'd heard it. It was VERY exciting, my husband said it made it much more real for him. To hear a heartbeat and really know that there is something there inside my belly growing. It was pretty neat. It definitely made it more real for me, even though I'm starting to feel my tummy growing and my pelvis is shifting around more, hearing a heartbeat is really neat. The heartbeat was ~140. So right smack in the middle. :)

My blood pressure by the way was 90/60. Probably why I've been lightheaded lately. Ha