The Truth!

Ok, I decided I have something to say about the wonders of pregnancy. People have been asking me, "So, how are you feeling?" and I usually reply, "Good, ya, fine"... Well, it's 3:48am and I just spent the last 30 minutes trying to rearrange my body into contorted positions on the floor and against the couch to relieve some of the pressure off my pelvic area - Are you sure you really want to know how I'm feeling???

To begin, I have aching hips and thighs from only being able to lie on my sides while trying to sleep - I have recurring pinching and poking sensations on my bladder that are sharp and make me leak little squirts of pee at random times of the day and night - my lady-parts are swollen to 5 times their regular size that feel like balloons filled with blood ready to pop - I have skin and muscle stretched so taut that I feel prickly burning sensations of impending ripping and tearing beneath my ribs - I have the most tender and eye-squinting case of hemorroids due to the fact that a regular bowel movement seems like an unattainable dream - I have heartburn that singes my throat constantly - I have uncontrollable facial acne like I'm 15 years old again and hair that falls out and lies limply...


I guess I'm done. Sitting here to write this isn't making me feel any less uncomfortable, so I might as well return to bed to toss and turn, try to sleep through my grumpiness instead of complain on a Blog.

Breakfast Time

As Jeff works away on both Kim and Sven's house and solutions to our lack-of-income problem, he spends a lot of time at the Library as his work space. But, since the Library doesn't open until 10am anyway, Callum is enjoying seeing his Dad at home a bit more, like at breakfast time, for instance!

Still no progress in the new-baby department, but I'm trying not to think about it!

Warning: Graphic Content Below.

Getting ready to go swimming the other day, Callum actually managed to take this rather risque picture of me - I think it is so weird I thought I would post it on the internet!

I guess we are "ready" for the new little man to join the family - got out all the baby clothes, set up the bassinet, bought the teeny diapers. I'm not sleeping anymore from discomfort, so he might as well arrive anytime now.

If he only knew what was coming...

These are Callum's last days as an only child - he gets Mom all to himself and at his own pace as we go exploring - a few weeks from now, the world may no longer revolve around his schedule. Unfortunately my energy levels aren't quite reaching his requirements, but we have fun anyway.

(You may notice, in the image where he's lying down, the lovely piece of dog poo that is under Callum's left foot - ahh, the pleasures of playing in the grass!)