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Holiday Craziness… OVER.

Whew…

There’s nothing like surviving an incredibly busy holiday season – especially while pregnant.

It’s incredibly obvious that my journaling/blogging/entertaining myself efforts got dropped to the sidelines while we entertained family and friends from out of state (who luckily did not stay at my house – I wouldn’t’ve had the energy to keep up!).

It’s 2014, I’m back, and we’re on our last stretch of Operation Preggo.

As of today I’m 37 weeks pregnant and ready for Miss Theä to arrive.

Updates to come!

Happy New Year!

 

 

A Parking Lot Travesty

I know I can’t be the only person thinking this, pregnant or not, as my husband has declared the same thought:

All Parking Lots and Establishments should have Expectant Mother Parking Spaces!!!

Take a hint from Babies R Us, people!!!

Baby Bump on Board!

Baby Bump on Board!

Maybe once a woman hits 28 weeks pregnant they should give us a temporary Handicap tag or some kind of sticker that allows for special parking privileges.  It really can’t be that hard to figure out a good system!

Parking towards the ass end of a parking lot while almost 34 weeks pregnant is bad for everyone involved! It’s bad for me when I really have got to pee, like ASAP, and it’s bad for others who may slow me down while I’m trying my best to scoot into the store without peeing my pants. Can you say, “Look of Death??!”

Yes. I will shoot you the stink eye if you block my path. Beware!

Also, in the case of rain, the parking lot and walk to the store becomes dangerous and hostile territory! It’s probably the closest I’ll ever come to a war zone.  It sucks having to move at a normal pace and not being able to quickly shuffle into the dry, cozy confines of Target with everyone else.  Becoming drenched in sudden Texas storms has become all too familiar.

Shuffling/hurrying in the rain = enemy #1 while pregnant.

What if you slip and fall on the slippery surface? What if while slipping and falling you pee your pants? These are all very real risks.

For all these reasons, and more, I’m just dying for everyone to jump on the bandwagon and help us Preggos out!!

Rant over.

Have a peachy weekend. 🙂

Baby or Turkey??

On Thanksgiving  there was really only one question?

Is that a baby or a turkey in there? 🙂

Hubby is pretty sure it is in fact a baby, not a turkey.

Hubby is pretty sure it is in fact a baby, not a turkey.

I hope everyone had an awesome Thanksgiving.  I was hoping to have a nice big dinner full of my holiday favorites – but Baby Theä was taking up far too much room in my tummy for me to even eat a 1/3 of what was on my plate!!

Is it okay if I conclude that with a lame hashtag?

#preggoproblemsfirstworldstyle

I’ll be back to posting as usual this week!

Toodles.

The Countdown Begins…

Ahhh! Is it really that close?

Ahhh! Is it really that close?

I can’t believe it, but that’s all that’s really left.  Actually, slightly less than a full 10 weeks because I’m late on starting the Theä-cracy blog! haha 

In the coming days and weeks I’ll be chronicaling our journey to Theä’s due date and beyond.

I’m definitely entering the stressful/uncomfortable/my-hormones-will-kill-you-if-you-annoy-me phase.

This should get really interesting really soon.