I used to like....

My favorite foods have now started to go the way of the dodo, yum...dodo burgers. Anyways, I've discovered as time goes forward with the pregnancy that although i'm still not sick, there are definitly some favorites that are no more. For one, Zuccini. I loved that stuff, now it taste's so repulsive, along with jalapeno's. I wonder when those things will come back into my life. In the mean time, anything with plenty of fat, carbs, or sweets is definitly in my liking. In turn however that does nothing good for my waist line this early. If you've got any tips on how to slow that process down a tad, i'm all ears.
I've been going though alphabet on bra sizes and am offically up to a D. I thought i'd be lucky to hit a C in my lifetime, now i'm a D. What the heck comes after a D? and if my twins have already ballooned to this size, what will happen by the time I deliver? I'm begining to understand why some chesty women have named thier mammories. I get so mad at them for all the pain, but just stand there and stammer like a parent trying to yell at thier red headed step children (sorry matt, no stab at you. lol). Its like streaming through the rolodex of all the names you've ever yelled in anger, but can't land on the right one. So in addition to all the pain they cause, they also mock me for my lack of ability to properly chastize them. Stupid boobs.
Speaking of things behind the learning curve, Kovi (our dog) has decided that peeing every time Kyle looks at him crosseyed is his new "thing". Kovi was doing so well with potty training, and he has no issues with me, but Kyle...yeah, he pees. Everytime. Also, we've been using the new cleaner from Melaleuca and it's awesome on glass. So awesome in fact, neither Kovi or Hyde (the neighbor dog) can tell if the glass door is open or closed. It's like living in one of those commercials and they walk into the glass door. Only in this case its always an excited full sprint to play in the back yard. With so many head injuries, these dogs are turning out to be a sandwhich short of a picnic. I think I just discovered Kovi's peeing problem though.
Despite becoming Kovi's new pee post, Kyle has been doing great. He's handled my emotional outbursts very well. Everything from a complete meltdown about feeling fat and yucky to nearly verbally murdering him because there are socks not put away. Being pregnant may give you a free pass to be crazy with a capitol Z, but most often then not, most of those outbursts are not in your control and not the ones you want at that moment. So instead of being mad, loud, and overbearing at the moment you want to tell off that jerk. You turn into a blumbering idiot of teary mush. Crying, why are you so mean? I'm pregnant! The cool thing however is if the latter happens, in a room of strangers you automatically win and the other person looks like a big fat jerk. Yeah...roadhouse! (sorry Kyle and I have been on this family guy episode kick all week).
This week the raspberry has grown to a green olive and on the 26th of the month we get to hear the baby's heartbeat. We are very excited! Again, I still have no sickness and with a few foods I now don't like, there is still not much I won't inhale. Well in the time it's taken me to write this blog, it's now time for my next meal. num, num, num...

Poppyseed in the oven

Poppyseed in the oven. Or at least thats what the book (what to expect when your expecting) is telling me my baby is the size of. A poppyseed? Since knowing that, i havn't been able to enjoy my morning muffin. I keep imgining all those little poppies screaming out at once "don't eat me!" num-num-num. It says next week however it will be the size of an orange seed and I'm not sure yet how thats going to affect eating oranges. Why did my breakfast food all of a sudden have to become so deep? Can't I just eat my seeds in peace? sheesh.



As i'm ending my 4th week of pregnancy I must share how I broke the news to Kyle. Seeing as I had to learn while squating over the poopshoot and aiming into a cup, I saw no reason to make it anymore special for him. When he came home I demanded a foot rub.

Kyle "I don't think so."

Me "Yes, you promised."

Kyle "When did I promise you a foot rub today."

Me " You promised me a footrub everday that I am pregnant, and your three weeks behind."

Kyle "Aaaaaaghhhhhhhh" - like a girl. No seriously, he was very excited and was then showering me with lots of hugs and kisses and "are you serious?". No kyle I make this s*** up everyday, yes i'm pregnant.

Once the initial shock wore off we called our parents. This is not the first grandkid for his folks, so they were excited, but not quite like mine. You see this will be thier FIRST grandkid, so when I skyped my mom and told her, she really did scream like a twelve year old girl at a twilight premere when Jacob takes his shirt off. She then ran upstairs and I was left with an empty camera view. But soon she returned with the family in tow. They are all very excited and can't wait!

Kyle has been doing a great job dealing with my new schedule of wanting frequent naps and eating every 2-3 hours. I am glad I found out when I did because I thought death was upon me. Usually my bike ride to and from work is no problem, but all of a sudden a few miles felt like 10. My bike went to the shop 3x because I was sure there was a problem with it. "No bike problem!" the little oriental lady who sold me it at Eki would shout. She was right, no bike problem, I have a poppyseed problem.

Speaking of which in reading "What to expect" it says that right now this little thing is building its beginner organs and "layers". This requires oxygen and lots of other stuff my body has. It is syphining the important stuff I used to use for it to grow. In short, its sucking the life out of me. Or really into me, since it's pretty centralized, it's a sucking from the inside out. What's the opposite of aliens when it blows out of the guys gut? Yeah it's like that and it's only suppose to get worse, until it does finally end like aliens. Beautiful process huh?

Really though it's been a fun, nerve racking, sentimental experiece. So far no food cravings, I just want to eat EVERYTHING! Thankfully i'm going to continue with my Triathalon training, so I really can eat most everything. I can't say i'm fully continuing with my training, but i'll at least maintain where I am. Depending on how my body is doing I still plan on participating in the sprint triathalon. Which is in September and much shorter than a full Tri. If I don't feel up to that i'll attempt the super sprint tri. Of course my baby is more important than anything else, so i'll err on the furthest side of caution.

I'm really excited for all this new life has to bring me. A new husband, a baby on the way and many career decisions to be made for both Kyle and I. We hate to leave Hawaii, but with a new one on the way, it would be nice to be closer to family. Until next time friends and family (F&F), watch out for those seeds.