Halfway.

After the craptastic day I had on Monday, I told my husband I was going to go to bed early so I wouldn’t be a bitch the next day. He said under his breath, “I don’t know if that will help, but…”

I laughed so hard, and as a result of his smart assedness and a good night’s sleep, the past couple days have been much better. I am 20 weeks pregnant today! The half way point! It’s a huge relief we made it this far. I almost didn’t believe the email I got from Baby Center announcing the milestone. I actually counted out the weeks on the calendar like a weirdo until my due date, and sure enough there are 20 weeks to go.

Apparently, baby boy is now the size of a banana, swallowing amniotic fluid, and making poop. The websites refer to it as “meconium,” but it’s poop.

I am finally showing, but still not brave enough to post a belly pic. I realized it wasn’t just fat when I couldn’t suck in anymore. Like, literally, as hard as I suck in, nothing moves. It’s just a round belly and it’s only going to get bigger. I’ll admit – I love it. Oh! And I got my first pair of maternity jeans today. They intimidate me and I don’t know why.

Onto my Olympic commentary of the day.

YAY USA Women’s Gymnastics! I love those girls. They epitomize teamwork to me and boy, are they amazing. So fun to watch. I cried like a hormonal pregnant woman when they won the team gold last night. Not only did they win, they smoked the competition. Take that, Russia and Romania!

“We’ve achieved more before 18 than most people will in their entire lives! We also have extremely muscular thighs!”

By the way, I am still the mayor of Cankle Town. I guess I have a few months left in office. I will not be running for a second term. For a while, anyway.

 

Flying nannies.

Chris and I are way into the Olympics. It’s so nice to be married to someone who likes all the same things you do, and with the same amount of enthusiasm. Alright, not all. He doesn’t care for my obsession with Teen Mom and Toddlers & Tiaras. But a lot. We stayed up way too late last night watching the opening ceremonies. Remember this post from February? I asked for it, and I got it. It was awesome.

Courtesy of the Big Picture

The best part for me (besides all of my favorite music) was Paul McCartney performing Hey Jude at the end. I cried. OK! I cried through most of it, so what?

Today, we watched cycling, archery, fencing, badminton, tennis, rowing, and some other ones I am blanking on right now. Tonight, it’s swimming even though I already know who won thanks to rude people on Facebook and rude people writing news programs. Jerks.

That’s all I got for today. Is anyone else watching the Olympics as obsessively as I am? Please tell me yes.

Deep thoughts.

On my way home today, my mind wandered all over the place. At least my car wasn’t wandering all over the road, right? Right?

Anyway, here are some of my random drive home thoughts:

  1. It feels like my tires are flat. Surely they can’t be flat or else I would not be driving. Let me just pull over in the Office Depot parking lot to be sure. Yep, not flat.
  2. I’m so hungry. Thank god I have some leftover green chile stew from last night.
  3. What would I do without Chris? I love him so much. Why am I crying now? Oh, thanks Adele song on the radio.
  4. 2003 was one of the best years/worst years of my life. But remember San Francisco for Dana’s bachelorette party? So fun. Also remember when I had my heart broken and my family moved to California and I was all alone? Not so fun. But also remember when I lost a lot of weight and was hot? That was fun.
  5. I can’t believe I’m married! When did I become old enough for marriage?
  6. I can’t believe I’m 31!
  7. The Rio Grande is pretty when you’re stuck on the bridge in rush hour.
  8. OOOH I have some leftover cookies, too!
  9. And wine!
  10. Summer Olympics this year. I wonder how the Brits will outdo the Chinese in the opening ceremonies. I hope I see some flying Mary Poppins or something.
A window into my erratic mind.