Whine

I find this pregnancy thing to be slightly overrated. I am only in my 14th week and I already have to pee about ten times a day. I cant sleep at night because, for some reason, my crotch hurts. It feels like I have been riding a horse (something I have not done since my age ended in "teen"). It also effects how long I can sit comfortably. I will sit for a few hours and then stand up and can barely walk for a minute or two.

This pregnancy thing has turned me into a bloodhound. Even worse, smells I used to enjoy now just are too strong and make me want to sit in front of an open window with a fan on me till the smell goes away. That or I have the urge to barf up everything, including a few vital organs.

The coolest thing about this pregnancy is the fun everyone is having with it. Well, everyone, that is, except my mother. Again her incredible lack of humor is serving her well and she is offended by everything we find hilarious. Oh well. She hasn't gotten the hang of it until now, no sense fretting over it. She wants to get her knickers in a knot over us calling it an alien (from the ultrasound), then she can and we will all just have a good laugh. Life goes on.

Lately, I am spending my time working part time for Richard at the MPAA. I am doing research which is tedious, but it pays the bills and it is work. Can't say I love the work, but I really cant complain about it either. It isn't editing, but I do get to sit in a beautiful library and work. It is a nice change from being in the house.

The only complaint I have about it is that they have the most uncomfortable chairs ever invented there and nothing else to sit on. They are these wooden, straight-backed chairs that really do a number on my ass. After a couple hours, I have no feeling left in my butt. I mean none. Plus, remember that whole sore crotch thing I mentioned? It is so bad on these chairs . Plus, I cant leave the laptop on the table and do a lap around the library, so I just do a few laps around the table I am working at. I felt kinda silly the first couple times I did it, but after awhile, I realized that I was doing nothing odder than the hundreds of homeless folks who congregate in the library every day. At least, while I am doing laps, I don't sit there and have a cussing fight with the voices in my head.

Other than that, there is not much going on. I am well, Kermit is over the moon about being a dad. Kathy is already stocking up on gifts for our kid. Gordon is still settling into the idea that he is going to be a grandfather. My family seems pretty ok with the news. That or they are all still coming to grips that I am going to be someone's mom. Hell, I am still coming to grips with that idea. I am sure it will all be fine. How can I go wrong with Kermit's kids? Hell, one of the first things I ever said to him was that I thought people like him should have a lot of kids.

Anyway, I think that is all for now. If anyone actually gets to read this, I hope I didn't bore the shit out of you. I should work on posting more of my own work here so you all can laugh at stuff rather than just listen to me whine.

In The Beginning...

I have decided to join the happy minions of people who put their ramblings on the internet for anyone to see. I would like to thank/blame Valerie for directing me here.

I have decided to give this a try for several reasons. One is because I do love to hear myself talk. Another is to kind of journalize my pregnancy and life during just to have a record of the time. Third, to share stories with people. Also, just to keep myself up on my writing. I think I should keep that skill sharp.

So, I hope you find this entertaining and feel free to leave comments. I may not respond to them, but I will read them as I get to them.