California and beyond!

Off to California I go! This will be my first business trip that I have to take where I also have to pee every half hour. Hadn't been too bad up until the last week or so. Man I hate airplane bathrooms.
It's supposed to be 104 on Thursday; hopefully I don't melt. Seriously, how to pregnant women in CA deal with that heat? I feel for them.
Jereme asked if I was planning on traveling less after the baby. Unfortunately, this isn't an option. He's going to be mister mom! I think he's scared :)

In other learnings... Jereme is going to have to learn to scrub (up to my standards). I think he actually felt a bit sorry for me listening for me moan as I cleaned the bathroom this week. Note to self... act as though it is tough, even though it isn't. See there I go already, changing my opinion from last week when I said I wanted to be treated normally still!

And... the bachelorette party went off without a hitch. It was a complete blast; even dealing with the drunks. And yes, Sara, there was singing and it was hillarious. It was followed by the limbo under some construction tape. Certainly the latest that I have stayed awake since I found out I was expecting.

The countdown is on ladies... 25 weeks till the timer goes off!

Party Planner

Tomorrow, I'm hosting (yes I said hosting) a bachelorette party. My dear friend is getting married next month and I get to be the maid of honor. When I agreed to this, I knew that we were going to start trying for a baby. Never crossed my mind that it would happen so soon. Poor girl now gets old preggers to plan her last night out on the town! Well, at least everyone will have a sober cab (I get to drive a 15 passenger van)! It'll be fun. Just because I can't drink surely doesn't mean that I have lost my spunk! My goal is really to just stay awake for the whole thing.

What else happened this week... not much in the learning section. Only that I firmly believe that people treat you differently the second they find out your expecting. This will certainly come in handy in the future, but for now, I kinda just want to be treated like the same ole me. No need to be waited on just yet... check back next month, my opinion is subject to change (sometimes by the minute).

Ohh... and can I say YEAH!!! It is State Fair time... greasy food, here I come! Have a good weekend everyone.

Lazy Boy, Cot or Exercise Ball?

So I'm thinking that I need to bring in a Lazy Boy or a cot for my office. Then, everyday I could shut the door and take a little snooze. My boss, who is eight and a half months pregnant, says go for it! Her boss, isn't buying it. He mostly just comes in my office, grabs a handful of candy and runs out in order to avoid 'pregnant lady' talk.

I've heard of some people replacing their chairs with an exercise ball. Apparently it strengthens your back and stomach muscles, plus makes your balance better. I think I'd spend most of my time just bouncing up and down... which could keep me awake. This sounds like a fun alternative to the reclining chair... well at least it has Exercise in the title instead of Lazy :)

Hungry Pregnant Lady + Grocery Store = Blown Budget

So there I was, standing in the baking isle... I don't even like cakes and brownies, but today, it all looked like the best thing ever! I ended up with confetti cake and peanut butter cookies mix. I don't know why I had to have them. I do not bake. I once went a whole year without having baking flour in my house. Looks like my work will be getting treats brought in more often! Cravings have certainly begun... hopefully I'll crave something healthy at times :)

Anyways, today I learned... don't go into the grocery store when you are hungry. It's bad enough to do this when you're not preggers. We'll go broke if I continue to do this. Thank goodness Jereme usually shops for us!

Responses & more learning

So I've checked the Chinese Calendar and it predicts a girl. Jereme has labeled the baby Junior (trying to convince it to become a boy). I tell ya, I will be shocked if we have a boy. Only six more months until I get my answer :)



Gas... I shouldn't need to say anything more, but I will. Now, my maiden name is Weber and along with that I inherited the trait of being able to pass some serious gas. It only doubles with pregnancy. I doubt that there will be any hiding it. It's the worst at work... I've learned if your must, crop dust... do not, let it go in one place... especially your office...that is too risky.

Do inny belly buttons become outties when pregnant? Seriously... I don't know? I've never had an outtie, so that would be really weird. Prolly would end up taping it down.

I hadn't heard of the rubber band trick before, but that is fantastic! I'm keeping it to myself or Jereme will try using it for himself. Last week he tried to convince himself that he could still fit into a pair of his Marine cammies... amusing. Speaking of pregnany pants, did anyone use the Belly Band and like it? I've heard some mixed reviews...

Oh and I seem to be forgetting everything. Even if I write it down. In the past week, I have forgot about a concert and booked a business trip over it. Thanks goodness I got it rescheduled. I also forgot about dinner with friends. My mind seems to be constantly wondering. It is scary to say, but I may have to hand over calendar duties to Jereme if this keeps up.

Time to run for today... everyone have a good weekend!

Dilbert Lives

I know Dilbert... the cartoon, but he is alive. Seriously, short-sleeved shirt and a tie. Then there is the mustach and feathered hair. I mean really, how do you expect people to take you seriously? It's like we've jumped back into the 80's.

I know, I know, I'm not supposed to say anything at all, if I can't find something nice to say... I just cannot help it!

That's it for today. Just couldn't hold back one tiny remark.

Things I've learned about being pregnant...

Already, I've learned so much...

1. Prenatal vitamins are evil. Seriously... who in the world created something that would make you bloated, nauseous and constipated all at the same time? Certainly these were developed by men who claim that they help the baby, but torture the mother-to-be. I've learned... take at night before bed.

2. Never ever... and I meant ever... pass a bathroom opportunity. I always made fun of pregnant ladies saying they had to pee all the time. Believe me, this is no joking matter. I've learned... forget about being modest, if you gotta go, you gotta go and it doesn't matter where you are.

3. There is a monster that invades your closet and shrinks your clothes. The monster attacked my shirts first making them short and tight. Any lowcut shirts seem to be cut even lower revealing much, too much cleavage. This week it decided to attack my pants making my stomach roll over the top of... ugh. It has also seemed to be hitting Jereme's side of the closet (more to come on that later). I've learned... unbutton pants whenever you can get away with it and I am lucky that babydoll shirts are in style.

4. Empty stomach, what? I've learned... don't let this happen. And, warn your hubby to be prepared for emergency situations.

5. My boobs feel like I ran 4 miles without a bra on. Ladies, please warn your husbands that these are not toys. I've learned... support is key.

6. Ice cream, hmm, I love ice cream! I've learned... have several flavors at home at all times.

7. SLEEP is now more important that any other obligation I may have. I seriously don't care how much Jereme makes fun of me... I need naps! Nothing is better than a 12 hour snooze, waking up, eating breakfast and then taking your mid-morning nap. I've learned... sleep now, as I likely won't be getting any in the future.

8. Any arguement I have ever had with Jereme while drinking, I automatically win. He makes absolutely no sense. Nor do other drunk people. I've learned... best to take notes now and remember not to act this way after the baby is born.

Oh, there is so much more to learn, I am sure. Enough for now.

Blah, Blah Blog

So I've given up trying to answer e-mails and decided it was time for me to join the blog crowd. I mean really... I blog everyday for work, why shouldn't I also blog for fun.

Let's bring everyone up to speed. If you haven't heard, which I am sure you have by now (in my family, news travels fast), I am 12 weeks pregnant. Whoo hoo! Just to clear things up, yes it was planned... no I haven't been sick (more about other gripes later)... and we aren't sure if we are finding out the sex or not. I'm leaving that up to Jereme (aka: the hubby). He can hardly ever decide what to have for dinner, so this should be a real tough choice for him to make.

Anyways, so far, so good. We heard the heartbeat last week, which is probably the coolest thing ever! It was very loud and fast. I'm placing my bets on a girl.

More to come later!