Ha! Maybe I’m not just a hypochondriac — well, not as much, maybe. I just found an article on BabyCenter.ca that said “if you’re extremely tuned into your body’s rhythms, you may begin to suspect you’re pregnant soon after conception.” The article went on… Continue Reading “I swear, there are pennies in my mouth …”
I don’t really drink. I add “really” because it’s true that I do drink, occassionally. Once every couple of months, during get-togethers with friends, I will have a couple of drinks to get a “giddy fun buzz.” That is the extent of my drinking… Continue Reading “Mommy wants a drink-poo?”
My mom says everyone does it when they’re pregnant. They just can’t help it. They need to do it. But you’d stop me, right? Right??? The pregnancy haircut is an evil thing. It terrifies me, because I do not want to be one of those crazy pregnant women who… Continue Reading “Don’t let it happen to you …”
I have always been a pill-popper. Not in a druggie kind of way, but in a nice, appreciate, isn’t-Advil-great kind of way. As someone who will happily pop whatever I think I need, I never understand people who are against meds. Darling Husband, for instance,… Continue Reading “The pill factor”
Darling Husband has discovered the magic of knocked-up knockers. A colleague of his is preggers, and DH came home one evening and commented on her new melons. “They’re really big, but she’s not fat yet. Like in the stomach,” he mused over dinner. I… Continue Reading “The knocked-up knockers”