I have come to the devestating conclusion that my cats and my baby use me for my body. The cats use me for a can opener...I guess they really are at an advantage considering they don't have thumbs....and the baby is just using me as a vessel. It's kind of sad, actually.
Last night was spent cleaning since Jeremy and I will both be busy tomorrow and Sunday never is a day for cleaning. Jeremy even helped. How great was that? We both put in a combined effort and the dishes were done, the bathroom clean, 2 loads of laundry started, vaccuumed and mopped the kitchen floor in about an hour. And we didnt even have one argument. Thats pretty good for us. We can't clean together...it leads to way too many battles!
Jeremy read my blog last night, and was offended that I said he misses the comode. I broke his heart into millions of tiny little pieces, and he managed to show me where in his chest each shard had landed. I suppose I should feel a little chagrined, and maybe for a minute I felt bad...but then I got over it!
Muff was being his usual naughty self last night. Jennifer came over with her huge bag of candy that included any kind of chocolate you can possibly think of ever needing. I love chocolate. My baby loves chocolate....if you are reading this, and don't like chocolate...keep it to yourself. My rule is....do not be disrespectful of the chocolate. Or I will report you to the SPCC- the Society for the Protection of Cruelty to Chocolate. Muff managed to get into the bag and start tearing things out of it. It was sad really. I had to eat all of that chocolate...and yet, I am still surprised I lost 5 pounds. Hmm...maybe pregnancy IS the best diet.
I have had some pain the last few days...so I am thinking, after reading my pregnancy book, that the cramps are just ligaments stretching and what not. However, research on "The Gospel" (please note: the Gospel is MSN.COM) proved that it could be the baby shifting. I don't know. All I know is, if it is my baby moving, then that child better stop using my hip bones as a swing. I do not appreciate the sharp stabs of excruciating pain in my back.
I was wondering last night as I was falling asleep if our baby will have blue eyes and light hair, or dark eyes and dark hair. Jeremy was a blue eyed, blonde haired baby, and I was a dark eyed, dark haired baby. I havent done much research on the odds, but I am wondering. Will our baby favor Jeremy or me? Obviously, a boy will favor Jeremy from at least the waist down, as a girl will resemble me from the waist down...but what will decide the eye color? The hair color? I remember that brown eyes are dominant over blue, but I am not sure. I just want to see what this baby looks like.
I am praying, howver, that our baby gets the best qualities of both of us...and not all of the worse qualities...like Jeremy's stubborness and my sarcasm....I have feeling I struck out in that. When both parents are stubborn...its 100% chance I will have a belligerent child on my hands...
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I can definatley relate to these rising questions that you have. Pregnancy was the happiest, scariest thing I've ever been through in my life! About 5 months along, after having the ultrasound and finding out the sex, I had a dream. I dreamt that I could see inside my belly and the eyes were in the right spot, all of the fingers and toes were there, and there was a healthy baby in my belly. After that, I didn't worry. The only other time I worried was when labor became more realistic. Like, I realized that I was going to go through pain similar to that of a person be tortured to death.
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