You hear about all these different symptoms of being pregnant like morning sickness, moodiness, bloating, etc, etc, etc. Well, how about MEAN! Actually, that doesn't even come close to how I feel. I am a downright bitch! HA! And I'm not sorry about it! Of course, as long as you don't piss me off, you're as good as gold. Push my buttons, though, and hell hath no furry like mine! Example: There is a sales rep who is Mr. Goody-2-shoes - he can do no wrong, blah, blah, blah. However, he's also quite insecure! How do I know? Simple, last week he went to my boss and "tattle taled" on me because I didn't say "good morning" to him! What the fuck?! I don't say good morning to 1/2 the people in this place. There's no ill will intended, I'm just trying to get to my desk and get started. **Not too mention I've told this smuck that I'm not a morning person a million times since I've started here almost 3 years ago. He should fucking know by now! Anyway, back to my bitchiness. Since he had to go cry to my boss that I was being mean, I'm going to show him what fucking mean really is! I'll give him something to fucking cry about! I swear to god! What, are we in fucking kindergarten? You know, if he would've asked me directly if I was okay or something like that, then I would've been fine with it and made up some pansy answer to get him off my back and let him be. No biggie. But now, well, he's stirred the pot and I don't care how fucking mean I am to him. People want to "blame" it on being pregnant - fine. However, I'd act the same way even if I wasn't pregnant. As if that wasn't enough, J and I are going to tell the family this weekend. We had chosen this date after we made sure that everyone would be able to come. Find out last night that my SIL has a wedding to go to and she thinks that would be all that she could handle! (Back story - SIL has gone mental. I don't mean that in a harsh way, but over the past 2 years she's been in and out of the pycho ward. Lately, it's seemed that she's using it as a crutch/excuse not to do things-example: last xmas we had to wait 3 hours past when we were going to eat lunch and open presents because of her. When she did show up, we got no apology, nothing.) Anyway, I'm pissed off at her because we "claimed" the date a month in advance and damnit we're family! This wedding just appeared out of no where last week! I'm sick of this shit. I'm sick of it always being about her! Hmmm, it would probably be a good idea if I just stayed away from people today! LOL!

The cat is out of the bag

So I was talking to one person at work (who already knows I'm pregnant) and a couple nosy people overheard - one of them at the top of his lungs said: "You're Pregnant!" He meant well, but jesus could he have lowered his voice a bit! Anyway, it's now going to spread like wildfire. Not exactly the way I'd hoped to have it happen. I would've liked to have waited until my next appt in 2 weeks before announcing anything. Oh well. They would've figured it out eventually. (I feel like I've tempted fate by having the news come out sooner than I'd hoped. Paranoia is starting to take hold.)

Rubberband, Man!

I've had to resort to the rubber band trick today for my pants! I'm slowly growing out of my clothes, well my pants anyway, which is making my work wardrobe shrink. I've already had to put one suit in the back of the closet, now I'm on a pair of slacks. I'm kind of sad about loosing key items in my closet, but I understand why. I totally don't want to go anywhere near the maternity clothes aisles until I get past the first trimester. Even though my OB said there's only a 10% chance of miscarriage, it's still a possibility that I can't ignore. I feel that I'd be tempting fate if I did any shopping or told anyone I'm expecting (other than those that have to know ie-my boss and well, this blog). Here's to hopefully making my current clothes last 4 more weeks. At that point, then I may calm down a bit more and brave the maternity section.

16 Days and Counting

I hate having to wait to tell people about the baby. Especially when it's something as big as this! In 2 weeks we're going to tell the family. In 3 weeks I have my next OB appt and (hopefully everything is going well) then I'll "officially" announce it at work. I've actually already told my boss simply because I'd have more DR appts to go to. This year has been nortorious for those - what with going to the OB 4 times after initially going off of bcp and no AF to seeing an RE. I figured she should know that I'm not just taking long lunches for nothing! So anyway, J and I have already worked out an idea of how to tell the family. We made pictures of the u/s and are going to put them inside grandma/grandpa frames. Those frames are going to be wrapped up in tissue paper and put inside a box. On top of the box, we're going to put another picture of J's and my feet alongside baby shoes. It's kind of hard to explain so I'll post it later. We figure the picture of our feet may be subtle enough, but just in case - well, that's where the u/s pics in the frames will make it really obvious! LOL! I think they'll get it. Back to the waiting game, though. Seems like it's going to be forever. Plus, I just can't help wondering how the bean is doing. I hope it's growing well and not bouncing around too much when I work out. I wish I could have an u/s everyday to make sure everything is okay. I still can't believe I'm pregnant. When does it sink in - when you feel a kick, go through labor, give birth?!

Mozzerella Sticks and Cap'n Crunch

Funny. I took a vacation over labor day and ate whatever I wanted, which included mozzerella sticks and cap'n crunch cereal! Not at the same time, of course, but even still - these were indulgences that I would normally have shunned unless I followed it up with an hour and a half on the treadmill! If this baby has a preference for either of these items, well, it will totally be my fault! LOL! Of course, now that the holiday is over I have to get back ontrack with eating healthy veggies and fruit again. It's almost like withdrawl, not having the greasy food or the sweets. I dare say, though, that I think I felt like crap over the weekend because I ate sooo poorly. Funny how that works, isn't it!

Speechless

Well, the bambino is growing well! I went to my appt last Friday and got to have an u/s and although it's still very early, we could see the heartbeat! It was very cool and yet, it's slowly sinking in. I'm still trying to wrap my head around this! I've seen the picture and it's been confirmed, but it's still hard to believe that there is a life growing inside of me! I can't even think of anything to say to that.......