One of those days

Arggggggghhhhhhh! Sorry, had to get that out of my system.

It is one of those days, dear readers, where you wonder why exactly you are part of the corporate world. Why you put up with the stress, the drama, the deadlines. 
… Oh right. The paycheque.
I know working full-time is just what I am supposed to be doing at this phase of my life, but sometimes it just feels so …  feels so “I-don’t-want-to-do-this”!
It is definitely days like this that make me want to be a stay-at-home mom (“SAHM” appears to be the cool way to write that on the ‘net). When I think about eventually going on maternity leave, and possibly never returning to the corporate jungle, it seems like a good idea … maybe.
But then on other days — days when work is not stressing me to the core — I wonder how I could give it all up to stay at home. I’m damn good at my job, I think. Wouldn’t I miss it?
Perhaps I should keep a tally … the days where I want to be a SAHM, I check one box, and the days I want to be a working mom, I check a different box. But that’s not really a practical way to make that decision, is it?
Just ate a brownie with my Diet Coke, but am still in this mood. Counting down until EOD!

I can’t believe I ate that …

In my continuing saga quest to get healthier before bebe, I tried something drastic.

Yes, I mean drastic. I ate … Muesli.

According to the all-knowing Wikipedia, it’s a “breakfast cereal based on uncooked rolled oats, fruit and nuts.”
I saw the box in the grocery store and (stupidly) thought, “Oh, that looks good. A nice healthy breakfast will keep the daily Materna from upsetting my stomach. Yes, Muesli it is!”
So this a.m., I mixed 1/2 a cup with my raspberry yogurt, and attempted to down it …
How does it taste? Well, this should tell you something — it was developed in a freaking hospital.

I think I will go back to Cheerios …

Trampoline dreams

OK, so last night I dreamed I was preggers, and accidentally found myself on a trampoline — a big no-no for mamas-to-be.

I tried to get over to the edge without bouncing the baby around, but everyone around me was bouncing like crazy.