Pregnancy....The After Effects

Before I begin I want to say that I am making a quick post but promise to post about my fabulous Mexican vacation soon (like tonight or tomorrow).

I just have a small rant about some effects on my body after pregnancy. Obviously there is the weight gain and trouble with weight loss. My biggest annoyance are my feet. Before I had my first I wore a size 6 - cute. Now after my 3rd I am still waiting for my feet to go back down to a size 7. If they don't that means my feet have grown a 1/2 size with each pregnancy. I know it sounds vain but I would much rather have sagging that I can cure with a new bra than big feet. It may be decided that I have no more children because that will push me to a size 8. Now please don't be offended if you wear a size 8 or bigger. It is just one of my issues. I used to have a small foot and now, not so much.

I would also like to point out that I wanted to use quotations on some words. But after being directed, by one of my favorite blog to The "Blog" of "Unnecessary" Quotation Marks I am severely paranoid to use quotations.

Spelling and a Degree

As I have mentioned in past posts I am about to receive my degree. I have to say after 4.5 years of hard work I am nervous about this. I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I started my degree program when I was a single mom shortly after my divorce. I had a clear vision of what I wanted to do in life. Now I am married with #3 on the way and frankly I am so involved in being a mom, I have no idea what I want to do on the career side of my life. Another disappointing aspect of all of my hard work is that I still can not spell. I can't spell "unfortunately". Along with many other words. So what did my degree actually buy me except a dependency of spell check. I will say I am much better about run on sentences. Thank goodness!

On another random note, can somebody please get my husband a memo on pregnant woman and desert? When I say (at 9 months pregnant) that I want some desert, it doesn't mean I would like to get up and get us desert. It actually means please get me something sweet. Now I do not usually play the whole beat around the bush girl thing. I am very direct. This instance is just me thinking I could use some pampering or at least a little sympathy and want you to know what I want without me begging. Okay that is that.

Today we had so much fun on a play date. A neighbor I just met has a little girl the same age as LD. They had such a great time together! They held hands walking around the mall - adorable! I look forward to future play dates with our neighbors.

Pregnancy - Ding...I am done!

As I sit in bed with ice packs on my feet I realize the time has come - well this baby needs to come. I still have 4 weeks but my body and mind are physically done. Unfortunately everything else is not done. I still need to paint the room and set the crib back up. Clean out our guest room, because after the flood it became a storage unit and my in-laws will be staying in there once the baby is born. I have recently stopped working all but one day a week. Of course I had dreams of grandeur, getting things organized and perfect. In reality what I am able to do is huff and puff my way around the house picking up after everyone, do the dishes, and some laundry. I am huge and my body feels like I have an extra hundred pounds and an extra hundred years on it. Wait when does the pregnancy glamour start?

Another realization I had tonight is I have some serious issues with holding on to things. I keep and buy lots. I have dreams of a simplified house with just necessities and a few fun things. What I have is a ton of used to be fun things and fun things. Nothing seems fun though because I can't figure out where to put it, so it just becomes a chore. I am a stamper so I have boxes and boxes of stamp supplies that I am trying to put back in my stamp closet. I got five boxes put away tonight. In doing so I realized I need to purge because the cabinet is out of room and I still have a good five boxes to put away. This year I came to the conclusion I don't actually have a stamping hobby, I have a shopping habit. So everything I have is barely used. I also have every card I have made at a party, club or camp since 1996. I am sure if you are doing the math right now you can figure how many that might be. The other two items that I collect a lot of are purses and and candles. I get invited to so many candle parties and I say I won't buy - but I'm gonna buy. What is the best strategy to conquering this problem? I think if I were able to purge I would feel a lot less frantic. Have a spot to put everything, nothing looks too cluttered, I could actually use my counter for cooking and my table for eating. I do cook and we do eat at the table every night but again it is a huge chore!

Well I am off to bed - nope I just remembered an unfinished project. Goodnight!