Pregnancy...

...is much harder than I expected.

Oliver read a pregnancy book (yup, he's on book #2, and I'm still on book #1), which describes this guy's experience and how blissful those 9 months were... We're wondering when that part starts.

Don't get me wrong, I'm excited (read here if you don't believe me), but there are a lot of things that I hadn't anticipated...

1) Feeling like I'm going to vomit everytime I go into the bathroom. I can't explain this sensation, but bathrooms clearly gross me out. This is problematic since I have to pee all the time.

2) Feeling like I'm going to vomit everytime I brush my teeth. Again, a problem because if I didn't brush my teeth, the smell would probably make me want to vomit.

3) Smells - People at work eating smelly food. Someone today was eating Thai food (which I greatly dislike) and I had to chew gum and go wash my hands so that I could smell them (soap) to keep me from vomiting. The problem was that this required me to go to the bathroom and almost made me vomit.

4) Weight Gain - With all of the vomiting, you'd think I'd be skinny, but I'm not - I'm fat. Ok, not really, but I'm in the 'fat' pregnancy stage. Not quite big enough to really look pregnant, but bigger than normal, so people probably think I've been spending too much time at the local Krispy Kreme.

5) The fat thing - I can't find clothes that fit. All of my shirts seem to be too short or too small. But the next size up doesn't quite fit yet, so I just look like a sloppy dresser. Where did my waist go???

6) Again on the fat thing - have I mentioned how much I hate it? I've always told my friends who have complained about this before that it's supposed to happen and it's so exciting. I apologize to all of you right now. That's the worst answer. It certainly doesn't make me feel better - and seriously, did you think I didn't know that? Weight gain is weight gain - I don't care what it's for. I know that when the baby is happy and healthy this will all have been worth it, but right now, it's quite sucky.

7) Decisions - it's hard to make decisions on what to do, what to get, what to register for, what daycare to enroll in, whether to work or not... I know there's no perfect answer, but I'm already growing the baby, can't someone else make all of the decisions?

ok, that's it for now - kajal pointed out that 7 is a lucky number, so I'll end with that.

as a final thought, husband is fantastic - i mean, out of this world AMAZING. i would be on the side of the road somewhere if i was married to anyone else because they would have kicked me out of the house or car by now. i'm really a huge pain and for the most part, completely useless. i'm sure i'll complain about something he does in the near future, but for now, he's perfect and i'm lucky he hasn't run out of the house screaming(yup, i'm still a crazy emotional person). help me remember this when he refuses to go to the grocery store to get me chocolate ice cream or when he ditches me for a week to go to germany (march 3rd)...