Yesterday AJ and I went to our first Mizzou game with Thomas (AJ's boss/friend) and Thomas' wife Christi.
It was beautiful out. Definite jeans/shorts and t-shirt/long sleeve weather. AJ and I were impressed with the tailgators and the overall energy of being at the game.
It was so nice to talk to Christi, she has 2 girls and answered a lot of questions for me about pregnancy, birth, breastfeeding, and how to deal with unwanted advice from other women. It was great to talk to her, not only because she is a wealth of knowledge being a momma herself, but because she didn't try to push me in a "this is the best and only way" to do something as a mother. I find that when I find unbiased people to talk to it is so much easier to ask questions and actually learn something, then make my own decisions about what I want to do.
One of the things Christi said that really rang true to me was this: "Don't allow yourself to be stressed, because when you are stressed, the baby is stressed."
It is like a lightbulb went off over my head. Why am I allowing myself to be hurt or pissed about this or that? So what if so-and-so has no interest in Boop? Your loss! And if you think you will be allowed to pop in and out of Boop's life like you have in mine or AJ's, you have another thing coming (*snaps fingers*). Boop is going to be surrounded by people that love Boop, that not only come to just birthdays and Christmases, but look forward to the in-between as well.
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| Boop's First Gift from the Meyer Family |
But I will blog-yell this to get it out of my system for good:
STOP WORRYING ABOUT WHAT I AM AND AM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE EATING!!!!!
I swear if one more person at the lunch table points out that I am not supposed to be eating something I am going to flip. example: I had ONE turkey sandwich this past week because I was DYING for it, and I mean craving the taste of a turkey sandwich with mayonaise and tomato. And it was German food day in the cafeteria (are you serious?! bleh!). I am eating my FIRST piece of deli meat in 17 weeks and I'll be damned if this person did not raise her nose in the air and ask in front of everyone, "Are you supposed to be eating that?"
Shut.the.front.door.
My first turkey sandwich in 17 weeks and of course someone has to say something. Women have been smoking and drinking and eating canned tuna fish for decades and popping out healthy babies, but good God Jessica is having a turkey sandwich, sound the alarms! I grind my teeth, just like I do when I have fish every once in a while, and some idiot thinks at this point I don't know how much fish I can have a week. I have had fish maybe less than once a week since I have been pregnant, but look here. I can have more! You think the pregnant lady has not been educating herself? C'mon.
Okay, that rant is over. :) But seriously, it's annoying! I have gained a grand total of 11 pounds now and DO try to make smart choices. I limit my caffeine intake, I try to eat many small meals or snacks so I don't bottom out and don't pig out at big meal times. I feel healthy, I feel really good. I'm enjoying watching my body change into pregnant. Just this past week some people at work have said that they've finally started noticing that I'm starting to "look pregnant." Granted, it is hard in those baggy scrubs that aren't as baggy as they used to be!
Last night, AJ and I went to Target in Jeff City because we were going to be meeting Colton so AJ could pick up some parts for his truck from him. While we were at Target, I saw the owl bath collection for the second time now, had another semi-panic attack, and AJ okayed for me to go ahead and buy the set.
The Cards are 2-1 with the Rangers right now in the Series. Albert Pujols played a World Series game-of-a-lifetime last night. Seriously, he was freakin' amazing - 3 home runs and 6 runs batted in just in last night's game. Boop, he is going to be one of the greats you hear about in your lifetime. :)
Love you,





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