Spring Break

It is now officially Spring Break and I had just enough energy to fold just about every single piece of clean laundry, sort every not so clean piece and pack up the winter clothes. But there was no way I could do it alone...so I recruited the company of the Grantham family and all their lovely servants (*ahem* excluding O'Brien and Thomas, I can't stand them! but they do make me like Anna and Bates even more).

Out of all the characters, Sybil is one of my faves and kinda reminds me of you Jes'ca :) She has "radical" ideas and is involving herself in the suffrage movement. This picture is her showing off her new "frock" (pants!)

*gaspt* I daresay! How impropah!

Needless to say, I watched season 1 in its entirety and was so tempted to speak in their dialect and language all night :)

Thursday I turn 15 weeks. I'm still not really showing...my mom said she only gained 11lbs with me and held all her babies toward her back, so she didn't "pop" until way past 20 weeks. I'm down with that, although not showing but can't fit into anything...not so fun.

I'm trying hard to constantly eat, though it can be quite a chore since I'm not used to eating all the time (like every 2 hours).  It makes it even more difficult when we don't have the snacks I want and if I'm not careful, I'll have heartburn the rest of the day. GAH.

If I don't eat, heartburn and sour stomach; if I do eat, I have to time it just right with the right kinds of foods or I get indigestion/horrible gas pains, not to mention the *ahem* feeling all "plugged up". It's tough I tell ya.

Oh aaaaaand, I still really haven't come to terms with my body changing and I have absolutely no control or no say in it whatsoever. It comforts me to know that my Mr. tells me how much he loves me and how excited he is for me to be "a cute pregnant momma".

I still have mixed feelings about my body changing, how I physically and mentally can't do as many things as I used to/want to (I get tired and dizzy and nauseated), but he hugs me and tells me I'm doing a good job and "you no worry for that womans". I cry allll the time too.

Yesterday, Mr came home early and ruined my awesome surprise plan. I was going to have the house ENTIRELY cleaned, and have my hair and makeup done and surprise him with..umm...other things too when he came home. But none of that was ready when he showed up early. Then I pouted for an hour in my room. Then I tried to explain why I was upset but ended up crying like a little 2 year old. It's so silly, I know. But he told me he loved me and that what I did get done didn't go unnoticed 

"and besides, I don't like surprises anyway"

He's good to me.

Today he went in to work for a few hours and then when he comes back, I'm going shopping for his birthday presents (his bday and party are tomorrow!) We are having a little shin dig at his friends' house and they all socially drink and they're really nice but I don't have much in common with them, so I feel a little out of place sometimes. But! out of the 4 girls coming, 3 of us are pregnant! So I'll have something to talk about AND they won't be drinking either! The 3rd girl has a 2 year old so she can always chime in too :) I know it's his party, not mine, so what really matters is that he is happy and enjoys himself, that's the part I'm MOST looking forward too.

Did I tell you about the nutty dreams I keep having? I had a dream about you the other day, but you were blonde...like back in the old days.

My favorite dreams though, are the unmentionable ones ;) ;)

(you are NOT in those ones, just in case you were wondering...)

Oh! I think I should come visit you in the summer. Maybe June? Maybe you could come here? I'm pretty sure I can swing a ticket/pitch in and I'll watch for deals. I miss you like mad :)

-A

oh and if it's blue, I'll be happy too. I'll have another boy I can smother with all my smooches :)