Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Things I Want to Eat Right Now

So the hormones have knocked my sweet tooth into overdrive.

I'm not going to lie. At this moment, I'm really hungry. I want a few things.

I mean, I don't have access to these things at midnight and will probably just drink a huge glass of water before I go to bed...but I thought a list of things I wanted to eat would be mildly entertaining...

1) Creme Brulee (I don't know why...but it is soooo stinkin' good...I wish I had a blowtorch at my house so I could make it myself). I ate almost a whole ramekin of it on our anniversary.

2) Brownies, fresh out of the oven. Need I say more?

3) Strawberries. With whipped cream, with ice cream, in a shortcake with both -or, just plain. I don't care. I could eat a ton of them right now.

4) Ice Cream. Preferably sweet cream from Cold Stone with some Oreos and caramel mixed in.

5) Chocolate chip cookies. Mmmm. Gooey ones.

6) S'mores. Oh, dear goodness. Have any of you seen the commercials with s'mores? They nearly send me into early labor.

7) Chocolate oatmeal cookies with peanut butter. (You know, the brown cookies you bake on the stove called "no-bakes.") YUM!

I think that's about it. I sound like I am writing a blog from the perspective of someone who attends Overeaters Anonymous.

In the non-sugar department, I would honestly like some great BBQ and a good ear of summer sweet corn. That might be manageable and not too much to ask for. Just looking at my sugar list may send me into a coma (and honestly, after I eat one sweet thing I'm usually good...but it ALL just sounds so good right now).

I'm sure I will look back on this list and laugh at my stupidity, but for now...ya know...pregzilla is hungry.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

It's just a matter of time...

At my doctor's appointment last Friday, I was told that I could have Amelia that night, or I could have her in three weeks. I'm not going to lie - that statement sent me into a bit of a panic mode. I mean, I was only 36 weeks last Friday! I thought I had a good month left, not "any day now!"

I panicked even more when I thought about our situation. We moved last Wednesday and the new house was a disaster. I had nothing washed or ready for Amelia --- I didn't even have bags packed for the hospital. So, I cleaned, packed, put things away, and got Amelia's room started. It still isn't ready, but there is furniture in it and a place to put her if things go awry.

The house is great. I wish Jeremy and I had more time to really have it to ourselves (that may sound selfish, but I don't really care) before Amelia gets here, but I'm thankful that it is (mostly) finished and that we're able to live in it now. It has taken a few days to get adjusted to living on the ground floor of a country house again - I had to readjust myself to hear the crickets and other various forms of wildlife that roam outside our foggy, moody moors. A family of birds moved into our chimney and two nests of wasps moved into the underpinnings of our deck, so that has been interesting.

Now that we're all prepared, she'll probably go two weeks late and surprise us all, because she's a total drama queen like that.

I'm feeling pretty good. I have to stick to the old adage "garbage in = garbage out" and remember what I'm eating. I puff up like the dickens if I eat salty stuff, fried stuff, and junk, whereas I feel relatively good if I eat healthy food and drink mostly water. I'm trying to stay as active as I can for 70% effaced - I realize that my water could break at any time, but I feel so much better when I exercise and I don't hurt nearly as much at night. The Carpal Tunnel and basic body aches usually strike at night, but I'm usually able to get a decent amount of sleep.

I'll try to post some pictures of the house, Amelia's nursery, and my ever-expanding belly in the next few days!

Friday, July 3, 2009

Eddie Murphy Had it Right All Along... girl really does like to party all the time (party all the time, party all the tiiiiiiiiiiiiiime!!).

Amelia danced, turned and flitted around all day yesterday. And she repated her pattern all night last night. She apparently drank too much fluid yesterday and got the hiccups four (FOUR) times. Does this girl ever sleep?

I know I don't sleep...she kept me up last night while she partied.

Maybe she's getting me ready for her partying ways once she is outside the womb. Perhaps God is preparing me for those days very close to my horizion - those days when she won't be beating at my womb, but wailing at my eardrums.

I think I've got a rebel on my hands.