Pregnancy Sucks

I am not a happy pregnant woman. I think I thought I would be. I'd be a cute mom-to-be in cute maternity clothes and I'd never have morning sickness and my biggest problem would be choosing a name for my perfect baby to be.

Wow, was I dumb. Being pregnant stinks. First, before I even got sick with the morning sickness I wasn't going to have, I had to stop my laser hair removal treatments. If you know me, you know I hate hair. It's been my dream to have laser hair removal for years and now that we are in Phoenix, I'd found a great place with awesome prices that refuses to laser pregnant women. So, all the progress I'd made is for not as all my hair has grown back- plus some. And, as I look at the picture I downloaded to put with this blog, I notice that she has a lot of hair on her belly. I don't have that and I best not have that EVER! Oh, being pregnant stinks.

The reason I'm really hating pregnancy though has to do with my ability to feel queasy while pregnant. I spent all of my second and third months feeling nauseated but never throwing up. This gross sickness (that happened only at night and lasted all night long) finally went away, I had hoped for good.

For the past three days I've been sick again. I feel like my stomach is all in knots and waiting to just do something. It just aches. And, I'm discovering the pain associated with heartburn. Last night I was finally able to get an hour of sleep when I was awoken by the worst burning sensation right under my sternum. After sitting up, it subsided a bit, leading me to believe it's heartburn. And, gross as it is, I think it's possible to be constipated with diarrhea. Everything from my shoulders to my hips hurts. Oh, being pregnant sucks.

And, to top it all off, I have a cold and cough and sound like crap. My face has been broken out for four months straight and I've lost 15 pounds since getting pregnant because of my aversion to food. I used to love food. Now I hate it. I think my body is mad at me for getting pregnant.

**UPDATE**: I think I have food poisoning. We ate Chinese food on Monday (the start of all my ailments) and I was the only one who ate soup. It makes me feel better to know that I'm not starting a new cycle of morning sickness. Food poisoning I can get over.

Contacting the Landlord

We have this tree in our backyard. The tree is so large and our backyard so small that all we have in our backyard is this tree. Well, our duties concerning this tree, as per our landlord, are to keep in trimmed so it doesn't touch the house and nothing else.

We started to notice that the tree was leaning about three months ago. We talked to some friends about it and the general consensus was that the tree leaning wasn't really our problem as long as it was trimmed. So, we've left it.

Now, I fear we may have quite a predicament on our hands. The tree leans at a 45 degree angle. I even took my protractor to measure to what degree my concern should be. I don't really care that it's leaning. I hate the tree. If we didn't have the tree we could go outside without fearing our eyes would be poked out by branches. But, the tree came with the house. We're stuck with it.

So, Tyler contacted the landlord to let him know of our leaning problem. The landlord told us to contact the builder (yeah, he's a great landlord). The builders haven't called back. I feel like we've done what we can. So, the tree will continue to lean. Maybe it will even start growing completely horizontal. That'd be quite the site. If that does happen (maybe in three more months) I'll post that.

Come fly the friendly skies

Phoenix International Airport must have recently changed their flight patterns because lately I've been hearing a lot (like 5 a day) of planes fly overhead. No, it's not just like, "Oh, off in the distance I think I hear the faint rumblings of an oncoming aircraft." It's like, "WHAT DID YOU SAY?! I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER THAT SPACESHIP THAT HAS MOVED IN OVER OUR HOUSE AND IS READY AND WAITING TO BEAM US UP!" I hope after the holidays the planes are forced to return to their previous route and make someone else miss the important parts of the TV shows.

Hair Color

Whenever something isn't feeling quite right, I immediately look to my hair, and wonder what I can do to change it. It has been many different colors and I would like to take a moment to showcase my obsessive compulsive tendencies.

I wish I had never started the coloring process myself. Perhaps then, I would be too scared to try anything and too poor to go and have something done. Don't get me wrong, dye is able to spice up self-esteem as nothing else really can, but whenever I'm having a bad day, I'm tempted to do something to my hair. On occasion I've been known to change something every single week. Someone needs to tell me to make up my mind or get some OCD meds. I only bring up my color issues because I'm wanting to change my color. I just changed it last week.

Pregnant Looks

Why is it that when someone finds out I'm expecting, they
immediately look at my stomach? Are they trying to see how fat I've gotten? Are they looking for proof that I'm telling the truth? Do they do it because they can't help it? Do they think that they have super-stealthlike abilities and can afford a quick looky without me noticing?

I suppose at some point people are going to start touching my belly, too. Won't that just be super.

Contacting Loved Ones

If I were to send out Christmas cards, I'd want them to be really, really meaningful- or at least memorable.

O Tannenbaum

Yes, this is our Christmas tree. In real life it would be stuck into the front lawn and used as part of the outdoor decor. In my life, it is used as the main source and focus of that lovely day in December. I suppose this goes to show that Tyler and I are living more like students now than we ever were before. Perhaps, during the after holiday sales, we will purchase some sort of upgraded tree- like a four foot.