Simple Woman's Daybook

For today June 23, 2009

Outside my window...mosquito breading weather.

I am thinking...that I have needed to get back to blogging for a long time. Things have been busy but things are always busy. That's really not an adequate excuse. I think it has more to do with my lack of creativity while pregnant. I think my babies suck all the creativity out of me. But judging by Savannah's creativity level, it's worth it.

From the kitchen...Marlboro Man Sandwiches from the Pioneer Woman's blog. Note: she thinks this recipe calls for about 2 sticks of butter. I assure you it is delicious with less than 1/2 that!

I am wearing...a brown tank top style summer dress (maternity of course to cover my "dramatically large uterus" layered over a turquoise cami with dangle turquoise earrings and mustard yellow Sanuk sandals.

I am creating...uh, a baby (I'm gonna use that one for a while!).

I am going...to take Savannah to dance camp every day this week.

I am reading...nothing. Just returned the library books today and am in search of something new.

I am hearing...Savannah chatting endlessly about the book she is making about the farm.

One of my favorite things...the new HUGE desk Mark built for us a couple of weekends ago. Since we both work out of the house, we were in DESPERATE need of something that would meet both our needs. We now have an awesome "T" shaped desk specifically built for our office. Isn't he amazing???

Around the house...things still aren't back in order from the big office.desk move, things are clean otherwise and laundry is done.

A few plans for the week...dance camp, work, play dates, and Savannah is planning our menu.

Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you...




Savannah as a lion at her dance recital this past spring. She sings along with as much enthusiasm as she dances!

Double The Baby Bump

Today began with a visit to my OBGYN in hopes of hearing the baby's heart beat. I laid on the table as he prepped my growing tummy. And then he cocked his head and began to mash around. It's never good when your MD looks at you and cocks his head!

"Your uterus is really out there...and hard...and high."

"Yeah, I started showing early this time. At 5 weeks I no longer had a flat stomach."

"Yes, but your uterus is more the size of someone 16 weeks (I am 10 weeks by the way) and we know you are not 16 weeks pregnant. We are going to need to check and see if you are having twins."

"Uh, what?"

"Your uterus is dramatically large so I would like to check today. Do you have an extra 5 or 10 minutes to spare so we can wait for the sonogram room to be free?"

Did he just use the term "dramatically large" to describe me? That's something a pregnant woman never wants to hear!

"Oh, yes. I do have time to stick around and find out if I am having twins! I can spare a few minutes for that."

I calmly called Mark and left him a message. "Hi honey, I'm still at the Dr.'s office. I'm showing "dramatically" more than I should so he thinks there might be twins. I'll call you back soon."

Meanwhile Mark checks his message and hyperventilates. I was calmly in shock.

Finally it's my turn to go into the next room. I watched the TV screen and saw the cutest little figure swimming around like crazy. That's right, just one little figure. And it was normal size (I worried I was carrying a giant!). My Dr. even said if there turns out to be more than one baby, he won't charge me for the delivery.

Whew! What a day. Now, me and "dramatically large" uterus are going to go lay on the couch!

The Secret To My Success, Busted

Yes, I am still alive. I think this is the longest I have ever gone without blogging. As you know, we were gone 2 weeks on the train trip and then only home a few days before we left again for 5 days. That leaves many undone things on my to-do list at home. Therefore, no time to blog.

I have been feeling pretty good as long as I keep moving. It seems like if I rest, then I am more tired and need a nap. But, when I exercise and keep myself busy then I feel like my normal energetic self. A few bouts of nausea haven't slowed me down either thanks to my accu-p's home remedy.

And speaking of my accu-p, I went to see him this morning. He tested all my levels and was pleased to see that I have remained "balanced." There was only one area that needed a little treatment (just 1 needle in each arm). And then he mentioned that my energy levels across the board were low.

For those of you who don't know, my need for perfection extends to health as well. Once while I was pregnant with Savannah the nurse told me my blood pressure was a little high. I assured her she had made a mistake. My blood pressure could not possibly be high and she must not wright that retched number in my chart but take the measurement again. She tried to console me and tell me it was nothing to worry about. I said, "I'm not worried, I know it's wrong." She took it again and it was on the low side of normal as usual. I know, I know...I need therapy.

Back to today, I asked my accu-p what I could do to get my energy levels up (after all, I would hate to have an abnormal reading on my chart;). He said my body is just adjusting to being pregnant and I should rest. That's when I shared with him that the busier I am and the more I exercise the better I feel and the more energy I have. He basically told me I was addicted to "runner's high." The endorphins released by exercise are giving me a false sense of energy.

"So does that mean I shouldn't run that 1/2 marathon in October?" He laughed, "Uh, no. You might want to tone things down a bit." (Don't worry, I'm not planning on running it. Every health professional has told me it is not a good idea which I already knew. I just keep asking for kicks to see if someone will eventually say yes.)

So, what am I to do? Lay around and feel more groggy? Or continue to mask the fatigue with a flood of endorphins? I already feel lazy, I hate to slack off more. Most likely I will just lower the intensity of my workout for a while (but I feel like I have already done that!).

And then it hit me. I just had this conversation with a good friend yesterday. She is having a medical issue and I brought up something food related that is directly related to the area of her body that is not functioning correctly. She replied, "But I can't live without it. It makes me feel good."

I tried to explain the her that just because it made her "feel" good does not mean it's good for you. Feelings are misleading. I think it even says that somewhere in the Bible but I can't think of where right now. Anyway, you can't keep doing someting for the sole reason that it makes you "feel" good. You need more information than that. Hummm, let me swallow my own advice for a minute and I'll get back to you.