random blathering ons about nothing in particular...

Warning: This is a very uneventful post. You may finish reading it and ask yourself, "what did I just read? Did I really waste that many minutes of my life reading that?!" Well, all I can say is that you were warned :)

This could be you <-------- after reading my post......

So, I've figured out the nausea thing...I'm nauseated basically anytime I'm NOT eating (seriously). As soon as my stomach is a little empty, I feel sick again. It's a real drag to feel like I want to eat all the time. It was fun at first but now it's just annoying. I'm always craving something (usually NOT healthy) and in my brain I hear, "I bet if you eat ____ (fill in the blank with unhealthy food item) you will feel much better and the nausea will go away. Do it! DO IT!" So I do. Unfortunately the nausea only subsides WHILE eating the not so healthy item, and then it returns and it's all a vicious cycle. And it leaves me very defeated and annoyed. At the doctor on Tuesday they told me to avoid too much salt....ummm....hmmmmm.....they haven't seen my fridge. It's filled with pickles of every size (sandwich pickles, GIANT ones, spears, bread and butter (which I don't even really like...or didn't use to anyway), stackers, baby dills...you name it, they are in there and I am eating them multiple times a day. They are taking over. And sodium filled snack foods, forget it. I'm addicted. And then there's the ice cream I keep stocked, oh and powdered sugar donuts and poptarts. That about does it. That's my diet. I should be the spokeswoman for how to have a healthy pregnancy...how to eat nutritious items that your body will love. WRONG! Owell. Enough bitching. I'm over it and I'm sure you were when you began reading. :)

I'm convinced this babe is a boy. I don't remember being near this sick with Alex. What to do with a BOY?! I have no idea. Maybe I'm wrong. Time will tell, I suppose.

First pic of baby. Doesn't it look like it/he has rather large nose?! I'm just SURE that's not it, but man it looks like a little old man with a big nose is just chill'n in there! Weird!

Funny Alex moments:
Breakfast yesterday: me: "Al, what do you want to drink with your donuts?"
Al: "umm....(thinks for a minute with her pointer finger to her chin, looking up as she does deep in thought) MILK! I want milk, mom, because milk and donuts are right." [I couldn't have said it better myself...she's a genious]


Dinner last night: we went out to a local pizza resturaunt and they were having a coloring contest to win giant easter baskets. First of all we shouldn't ahve told her it was a contest and she might win because the whole concept was a little above her. She was ready to take the basket home asap. Anyway, Tim kept saying, "the waiter will come and take your picture when your done with it" Not thinking that alex didn't really know what the waiter was or what/whom we were referring to so she goes on and on about "when will someone come and sit and wait for my picture?" she repeated this question in a variety of ways. Her very smart parents had no idea what she was talking about until I finally put it together that when we said waiter she thought we literally meant someone who would come and wait with her picture. ha! she later referred to the waiter as a patient. we wondered if she was confusing waiting with patience. HA!


I know there are way more funny stories but at the moment I'm having a mind blank (so what's new).

My parents came last weekend. A much needed visit. Now I'm anxious to go home and visit! The mom helped my get WAY more organized in my office and go through old books and get the guest room closet cleaned out as it is soon to be baby closet. My dad helped Tim burn HUGE wood piles in our backyard. I should have gotten a pic of them but I didn't. My dad managed to burn his face and his eyebrows nearly all the way off. Luckily the burn was not too bad, he just looked like he had a nasty nasty sunburn. Sorry, pops.



Work is going....well, good, I guess. Most days. I have just a handful of patients that I could really do without but I suppose that is life. And some of the wounds they have are enough to send my nausea through the roof. But I manage. Funny that I use to be THAT person who nearly passed out just saying the word blood. Man, that really is hard to believe considering the stuff I do now. Yuck! :)

Finally, I need a vacation. In a serious urgent manner. To somewhere, warm, sunny, away, cheap, and quick. I guess Rough River days and Pool days lingering in the next few months will tide me over.