Here’s a great website with really cute maternity clothes at reasonable prices! (In their own words: trendy, cute, sexy…)kikisfashions.com
The Funny (or not) Side of Pregnancy
We’ve all seen those so-called humorous pregnancy T-shirts. Some are funnier than others. Personally, I don’t think it’s so cool to walk around advertising things like “I’ve been fertilized” or “Sex Ed Drop-Out.” But maybe that’s just me.
But finally, here’s a reason to wear a “Don’t mess with the Pregnant Lady” T-shirt:
 “Do you know what the biggest advantage of these maternity clothes is? (According to pregnancy-period.com) Well, they are going to keep your pregnancy blues away! Other pregnancy symptoms such as discomfort and depression will fade away too. In addition to this, if you are wearing funny maternity clothes, it becomes easy to deal with pregnancy complications, if any. Your mind gets diverted into the fun side of the clothes and helps you to cope with the tough times.”
“…it becomes easy to deal with pregnancy complications…” Easy. Right. I’m sure even bed-rest is fun when you get to lounge around all day wearing, “He got one past the goalie.”
Still itching
I know! It’s just crazy! I’ve been moisturizing, and my legs are still itching like mad. It MUST be the pregnancy…
So I am finally noticably pregnant. I was noticably fat for a while, but that uncomfortable point has apparently passed. People have started asking when I’m due, so that’s a good sign!
Who has time for being pregnant?
I am the queen of procrastinating, but I finally made an appointment for my first ultrasound. At last, confirmation that the swelling around my middle is actually a baby!! Still have to get myself to the clinic to have some blood tests or something… maybe tomorrow 🙂
I don’t know how we’re supposed to have time for doctors’ appointments when there are so many other things to do. Work, taking care of David (husband) and Esther (daughter), cleaning, cooking, laundry (oy, the laundry!).. I can hardly remember to take my prenatal vitamins every day! Kids are so demanding, even before they’re born…
Newborn Beauty
I have never been a big fan of newborns. Kittens and puppies, yes, but not babies. I like kids when they were a bit older and not so funny looking. My friend Alexis says babies come in 2 categories, and of course I forget what they are, but neither is complimentary, and one of them is aliens. Which is pretty much true. So when I was pregnant for the first time, I seriously wondered if my baby would be cute, and if it wasn’t, would I think it was cute anyway, and how I would know if people were lying to me when they said, “Aww, what a cute baby.” Luckily, Esther was an exceptionally beautiful baby. And ever luckier, I fell madly in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her, all purple and scrawny and covered in slime. So this time around, I’m pretty sure I’ll love the baby no matter what it looks like. And besides, I make cute babies 🙂
Forgetfulness: Blame it on the pregnancy
OK here’s another thing that I blame on pregnancy. Memory loss. I can’t seem to remember things the way I used to, although I can’t be sure of that since I don’t really remember lots of things I used to know. I find myself saying wistful things to my husband, like, “Do you remember when I was smart?” (That’s the sister comment of “Do you remember when I was pretty?”) But the fact that I would even say something like that, goes to show how far I’ve deteriorated.
My theory is simple. My brain cells are being transferred to the fetus, thereby increasing its intelligence while decreasing mine.
A study conducted by a University of Southern California psychologist found that women suffer from impaired cognitive function while pregnant, maintaining neither their short-term memories nor their concentration and ability to retain new information. However, another study on rats showed that mother rats were able to learn quicker and were better at problem-solving than virgin rats, so perhaps there are long-term advantages to becoming a mother! (You can read that one here.)
Well that’s reassuring on two counts… firstly that this forgetfulness is normal, and two, that if I was a rat I’d be smarter than I was before I got pregnant or had children. But then again, rats don’t need to remember people’s names, birthdays, or appointments.
They don’t have such cute babies, either.
Annoying, itchy legs
My legs have been realllllyyy itchy, and someone said it must be from the pregnancy. That’s what we love about pregnancy, you can blame everything on it… skin break outs, weight gain, horrible moods, it’s all covered! So of course, like I do most things, I had to google this itchy skin thing.
Babycenter.com says: It’s not uncommon to feel itchy, particularly around your growing belly and breasts as your skin stretches to accommodate them. Ok, thats not me, at least not yet. Some pregnant women find that their palms and the soles of their feet get red and sometimes itchy. This common condition may be caused by an increase in estrogen. No, not that either (sounds yucky). Where is the itchy-leg-syndrome??
Looks like I can’t blame this one on pregnancy. I gotta start moisterizing or something. That’s the old age creeping up on me; I turn 26 and all of the sudden my legs are dry! Reading glasses and grey hairs are just around the corner…
Confused about calculating due dates
According to this Pregnancy Calculator, I am 13 weeks and 5 days pregnant. The American Pregnancy Association states that the first day of pregnancy is counted from the first day of your last period, since it is often difficult to pin-point the exact date of conception. Let me tell you why this bothers me. I know that I did not get pregnant on the first day of my last period… It must have been a couple weeks after that. My last pregnancy went 2 weeks beyond my calculated due-date. According to the hospital procedures where I gave birth, 2 weeks over-due means you get induced. And getting induced is not fun. So if my due-date was really not when they decided it was, that means I was induced for, um, no good reason! I went in for my monitoring and ultra-sounds (every other day… so annoying!), there was plenty of fluid, little Esther was perfectly safe and sound, she simply had no intention of going anywhere just yet. And who can blame her, when this whole due-date calculation makes no sense?? Is it just me?