I’m 3 months in on this whole pregnancy thing, and I’m proud to say that I’m getting most of my needs met. It takes stealth sometimes, though. Today, I planned a trip to Build-A-Bear with the kids to purchase new stuffed friends, because I knew that the second we got home, they would take them into their room and introduce them to their fellow furry roommates and be distracted for at least 10 minutes.
Leaving me to wantonly finish off the last of the coffee ice cream in PLAIN VIEW in the kitchen.
And getting to eat ALL of my Easter candy that a friend bestowed upon me? All it took was explaining to the five year old (who caught me nom noming a bunny ear) that this was GROWN UP candy. And, stunningly, it worked. Hooray for sneaky!
As for 3 month milestones and such, I’m over the nausea and happily in cravings land. Emotions are running a bit high, especially when I’m starving or alone in a room with Laurel, who is going through some challenging developmental milestones of her own.
On the AWESOME side, my appearance has changed! The mirror no longer reflects a first-trimester sallow, discheveled mess with bags under her eyes. Mother Nature has been kind to me this last week. My skin is glowing, and I have rock star hair. I am spring! Witness my body swelling with new life. I am fecundity!
And now, back to the freezer, to finish off the Neapolitan ice cream. Because the kids are STILL distracted!