i think i have finally (and suddenly) crossed the hump of sickness into the realm of starving-all-the-time-and-craving-things. i'm still tired but i really think maybe i'm not going to have issues with non-food-related nausea anymore. *dancing happily*
and considering my due date technically moved up two weeks, it makes sense--i should officially be on week 12 by now. we'll keep pretending i'm 'on schedule' anyway though, just to avoid confusion in the blog.
i still feel digestively impaired but i don't really expect that to go away (though i hope it does). i'm going to start working on the idea of erasing external influence from my pregnancy as well as my birth experience. i don't feel as though i've let other people's ideas dictate how i feel so far--i never threw up, for example, and i'm just as uninterested in animal flesh as i was before--but i need to pay closer attention to shielding myself from the collective ideas on pregnancy.
on a sidenote, i am going to a full moon women's circle tomorrow night with mama cass, doula extraordinaire, so that should be interesting. i have no idea what to expect... other than hippies and drumming, lol. she tells me there are a few other fatbelly chicks in the group, so maybe i will make a new friend or two?
on edit: oh, and i forgot, my frustration tolerance level is right about at my toes, so watch out! i get cranky faster than a blink and for less reason, but it usually goes away pretty quickly too. however i still hate my boss a little more every day....
and considering my due date technically moved up two weeks, it makes sense--i should officially be on week 12 by now. we'll keep pretending i'm 'on schedule' anyway though, just to avoid confusion in the blog.
i still feel digestively impaired but i don't really expect that to go away (though i hope it does). i'm going to start working on the idea of erasing external influence from my pregnancy as well as my birth experience. i don't feel as though i've let other people's ideas dictate how i feel so far--i never threw up, for example, and i'm just as uninterested in animal flesh as i was before--but i need to pay closer attention to shielding myself from the collective ideas on pregnancy.
on a sidenote, i am going to a full moon women's circle tomorrow night with mama cass, doula extraordinaire, so that should be interesting. i have no idea what to expect... other than hippies and drumming, lol. she tells me there are a few other fatbelly chicks in the group, so maybe i will make a new friend or two?
on edit: oh, and i forgot, my frustration tolerance level is right about at my toes, so watch out! i get cranky faster than a blink and for less reason, but it usually goes away pretty quickly too. however i still hate my boss a little more every day....
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