April 13, 2000
Energy Burst!

Well, when you get a burst of energy at this stage of your pregnancy, everyone starts looking at you suspiciously as if your water's going to break on their couch or something.

Mike has only been getting about 6 hours of sleep a night for the week so far, so last night, he crawled into bed at 830PM and conked out, but before he did, he massaged my poor hips, butt and back and made everything feel good and less sore. As a result, I got all this stuff done.

I cleaned up the kitchen -- dishes, wiped down counters (what the fuck is it with the crumb thing and men?), swept the floor and then I ran a load of towels out in the rain and I worked on organizing the baby's room. Part of it, is that I know that tomorrow, I've got the carpet guy coming to do the carpets in preparation for the couple weeks of parents and family I've got visiting, but part of it is that I am a nesting monster.

That's right, ladies and gents, the Nesting Nazi is back.

Okay, so it's not as bad as usual. For one thing I'm so freaking tired most of the time, I work in spurts. Although, I should be working a whole lot more because yesterday I got on the scale and I've gained 5 lbs.!!!!! Now, some people think 5 lbs in a week is no big deal when you're pregnant, but for me, the woman who has managed to stay about the same weight or less for months on end, this is close to a freaking tragedy. And at this stage, the baby's only gaining half a pound a week, so 4.5 of that poundage is MINE. Erf.

Of course, I say this and look back over my meals today, which were NOT too terribly terrific. I had a grilled cheese sammich on rye this morning, skipped the snack because I had some of that flavored creamer in a cup of coffee that was pure and absolute sin and then lunch was two tacos and chips at my favorite Mexican place. Dinner, we went out again because I'm too damned tired to do dishes and laundry, so I ordered fettucine primavera with extra veggies and a big old salad. I demanded the extra veggies to offset the guilt about the cream sauce and I did let the cream sauce drip off in gobs, but it was a day of food sin for me, though, my sugars were pretty good.

One thing I'm finding though is I'm often so tired that I'm forgetting my afternoon snack. I stood up today and had to sit down immediately when I realized I was hypoglycemic and asked Mike to get me some food. I took my sugar AFTER a cup of yogurt and it was 59...so it weren't pretty for a good half hour there.

Oh and if one more freakin' idiot says,"It won't be long now" after looking me over, I swear I'll give them a wedgie that will make them reconsider. I feel like a big over ripe mango with the fruit flies circling every time I go out any more.

Pauline and I got the baby's room set up for the carpet cleaning tomorrow. Mike and I have some more livingroom to get done tonight and tomorrow, but soon enough I'll have clean carpets and I can begin Holy Week and nesting in earnest.

Oh...and I had a Classic Mom Incident (CMI). A long time ago, my brother and I made a pact that if we had good news that we'd always tell each other first and make sure that we told our parents last. There's a reason for this. It's coming. Oh, my freakin' knockers, it's coming.

I called my mom tonight and she kind of went on for about 15 minutes in this long litany of everything that's awful around her for a bit...and it was depressing...people dying of cancer, heart failure, etc...and I finally asked her if she wanted some good news and she said,"Sure." I told her that Mike and I had eloped last weekend. The CMI was when she said,"Well, it's not the worst thing you've ever done." And she kept on going on about the baby as if I'd told her I'd just farted, and to please excuse me. No congratulations, no let me talk to Mike, no hey, that's wonderful. She did say she thought it was for the best and that she and Dad were very fond of Mike, although when I asked her if she wanted to talk to her son-in-law, she turned me down and wanted to talk baby stuff.

Just amazing. I called my brother and told him her reaction, as he and his wife were the first people we told about the elopement, and he laughed so hard he had trouble breathing.

Back to the carpets.

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