In keeping with my goal of being more honest and “real” on dis here blog, let me tell you a story. A story of the crazy roller coaster that has become my innards.
While I am just barely to the 2nd month mark, I’m pretty sure I should buy stock in Metamucil or some other “stool softener” that is acceptable to take while pregnant. I do not remember ever having this issue with my other two pregnancies.
Unfortunately, I must have eaten too much of that smörgåsbord of Thanksgiving. I woke up Sunday morning with a horrible tummy ache. No matter how many trips to the bathroom I made, they were all unsuccessful. So I did what any worried, frantic person would do. I overcompensated. I drank a ginormous glass of eggnog, ate two helpings of salad, and waited.
Finally, finally… success. Then I took a nap ’cause that’s what pregnant chicks do when your husband has forced you to watch hours upon hours of football in one day. Don’t get me wrong, I love me some football, but OMG… I can only take so much. I think this may have been my biggest mistake. While I was taking a much needed little snooze, all that lettuce and veggies mixed with that ginormous glass of eggnog was getting all brewed and stewed and fermented. Suddenly, the throne and I were best friends. Inseparable we were… for hours.
In the span of one day (really less than 24 hours) I went from one extreme to the next. Now I’m trying to remind myself to drink at least one glass of 100% juice everyday to avoid this “mishap” again. I want to know if any of my loyal readers have ever encountered this in their pregnancy (or pregnancies) and what kinds of tips or tricks worked best for you. I’m going to open a discussion in my Blog Frog community so after leaving your comments here, head on over to the community to put in your two cents! If the link doesn’t work for you, then visit the sidebar and click on “Join my Community”.
I got my yeast to rise! On the first try too! I’ve never made my own bread before, however, my mom used to make her own bread all the time. Loaves, rolls, etc., if it could be made, she’d do it. This year I decided I was going to try my hand at making my own dinner rolls.
Not to toot my own horn (TOOT TOOT!!), but they were so very, very good! I did have a bit of trouble getting it to be less than sticky while trying to roll walnut size pieces, but Mom just pushed me outta the way and rolled ’em right up. We did have a few that rose in the pan a bit quicker than others and resulted in this…
But that just meant more the crusty, browned goodness that is the top of the roll. Everyone agreed that everything tastes great, but I think my biggest accomplishment was getting that yeast to rise!
I am: 7 weeks, 1 day
Weight gain: About 3 lbs.
Belly button status: In
Cravings/Aversions: Yesterday I forgot the olives and it was like torture to not have any.
Miscellanea: Still tired, taking naps. New prenatal vitamins aren’t horse pills and haven’t made me sick… yet.
Baby’s size: 13 – 18 mm
Development: Knee and ankle locations are shown as indentations, semicircular canals are beginning to form inside the inner ear, toenails are forming!
This time of year we always make our rounds of family houses to partake in delectable Thanksgiving table spreads. The past couple of years we’ve taken the plunge and cooked a wee bit o’ dinner ourselves as well.
-TURKEY, duh! I was going to brine my turkey this year because I’ve never done that, but I couldn’t really find a fresh turkey to my liking. That means all the fresh turkeys were too expensive so I copped out and bought a frozen one, but it’s a Butterball! I am going to try my hand at making pan gravy though.
-Green bean casserole! I’ve always kind of winged it with this recipe and this morning when I went to Campbell’s website to find the original, classic recipe, the server was “busy”. So I guess everyone else was also waiting until the last moment to find that recipe. Oops! However, I remembered that I had seen the recipe in the Nov. 29th Family Circle magazine!
I’ve never been a fan of pumpkin pie, although my mom tells me I loved it as a kid, so I found this great recipe for pumpkin muffins
It’s a basic menu, but there are only going to be 3 adults and 2 kids eating so it’s best to keep it as simple as possible. What kinds of goodies are you brewing up for this Thanksgiving holiday?
P.S. Thanks be to the great one, The Pioneer Woman, for her easy and delicious looking recipes.
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I was completely blown away that Justin Bieber would win for “Artist of the Year” at the American Music Awards last night. Really? Seriously? Ewwwww….
He may have made history by being the youngest person ever to win (’cause he’s like 12), in my opinion, it’s a slap in the face to those artists who were also nominated for this award like Lady Gaga and Eminem.
However there were a few high points in the show…
Obviously, Taylor Swift was made for bangs and straight hair. Absolutely beautiful!!
Kesha is such a train wreck, but I love her for it. Her performance was crazy bizarre and wonderful all at the same time.
Pink was rockin’ as always, even for a pregnant lady… she’s hot. Though I’m still not really sure what was going on with her hair. It reminded me of my grandmother.
Miley Cyrus’ performance renewed my hope that she can move past the Disney Channel.
But the best part of the ENTIRE night would have to have been seeing New Kids on The Block performing again. Yea, yea, I know that the Backstreet Boys were with them too, but who freakin’ cares! All of these guys are HOT, HOT, HOT!
What was your take on this year’s American Music Awards?
I came across a new blog this week, Mama’s Gonna Buy You a Mockingbird, and I loved the format of her weekly updates! She also turned me on to a great site that I hadn’t heard of before called The Visible Embryo. They give detailed info on what is going on with my baby’s development.
This is week 6 so…
I am: 6 weeks, 1 day
Weight gain: Not quite sure yet, haven’t been to dr.
Belly button status: In
Miscellanea: I’m already tired.
Baby’s size: 10 – 13 mm
Development: The heart is now forming chambers!
Yesterday afternoon my daughter pulled me into her bedroom and said, “Mom, I need to tell you something.” I sat down with her on her bed and she began telling me how she found out at lunch that her “boyfriend” had another “girlfriend” in another class. She was devastated. Heartbroken. She cried. I comforted her. Told her all the things a mother should say. Things like he isn’t good enough for you, you can find another boyfriend… YOU’RE ONLY 9 YEARS OLD! You know, things like that.
You can judge me if you want to, but I’ve read her journal. She thought she really loved this poor little misguided boy. I feel so bad for her, but I’m at a real loss for what to do or say. I think I said all the right things. By the time we were done, she was smiling so I think it went ok. When she told her Daddy about it, he joking asked if she wanted him to go beat him up. She said, very straight faced, that she was going to have her brother take care of it.
And so it begins….
In other news, my son had to have some dental work done yesterday. I was a little scared for him. A couple of summers ago, he had run face first into a tree while we were on vacation in Georgia. The dentist repaired his broken teeth beautifully. Right before their Fall Break from school in October he took a dodgeball to the face and broke one of the previously broken toofers. All together he had to have that tooth fixed, a cavity filled, and one tooth pulled to make room for another that is coming in… in the wrong place.
He had asked me if it would hurt. I couldn’t lie to him. Just like when he asked me about Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny. I just could not lie. I told him that the dentist would give him some shots and yes those would probably hurt, but then his mouth would be numb and it wouldn’t hurt.
He nearly broke my hand while getting those shots, but I was so proud of him because he didn’t make a sound while getting any of his work done. He did make a small peep at the end when his tooth was getting pulled, but I think it was more out of surprise than anything else. He didn’t even ask for any pain relief later on in the evening when the anesthetic had worn off. My little big man.
I am not prepared for my babies to be not babies anymore. And HOLY SHIT I’m about to have another baby and do this… All. Over. Again! Someone should send supplies! Like Xanex, coffee, and a shot gun.