A Rant and More Dreams...

Nothing new to report. Same as usual. Symptoms come and go. But hey, I’ll take it! I did have a couple new dreams…..at this rate; this blog will just become a dream log…..LOL!

I started to realize that I should warn any boys (and girls too) that may read this that I don’t plan on sugar-coating anything. In other words, if you don’t want to read about bodily fluids, bodily functions, breasts, vaginas, cervixes, uteruses, etc, then be very careful as you read this blog…..

Speaking of bodily fluids and functions…..I was reading about month 3 in What to Expect When You Are Expecting. According to the book, one of the things that I may be experiencing this month is an increase in vaginal discharge. No Shit! This is why I hate these stupid books. Sorry month 3 is too late for me. Maybe you should have warned me about this in say hmmmm……Month 1? I’ve been wearing a flippin' panty-liner since the week after we found out we were pregnant. Month 3 my ass…. If you do want to know how normal this is, read The Girlfriends Guide or Belly Laughs. Both women know exactly what I am talking about.

OK, enough ranting. Now some more dreams…

Dream #4
I dreamed that I went to a garage sale with Eric and Kathy of the Eric and Kathy morning show…..I have NO IDEA where this came from. I hadn’t even listened to them in a while. After that I of course had to listen to their show this week. Maybe I should email them. That should at least get me a t-shirt…..maybe even one from a garage sale….


Dream #5
I am assuming only a woman would understand this one. I dreamed that we had a little boy and he immediately took to breast feeding. We had none of the issues that a mom and newborn might experience when they first start that process. Hey a girl can dream J
However, in the same dream, I was also trying to pump and was having super difficulty getting the hang of that. Not that I had issues with the actual pumping. I was having issues keeping up with the pumping while breast feeding and then cleaning the pump afterwards. So, I am not sure what concern made me have this dream. Is it the fear of not being able to juggle the breast feeding and pumping? Or is it the fear of not being able to keep the breast pump clean enough? Who knows?

I start out on my quest to bore you all...

Let's face it....if I can go on and on about my dog, we all know I will be unbearable when it comes to a kid. So I have decided to write everything down and maybe I won't talk about my pregnancy and future kids so much that everyone just wants to tune me out. I can write it all down here and if you want to read it, read away. If not, then don't.

The other reason I am starting this blog is that I don’t want to forget anything about this pregnancy which I know I will do once I pass each stage. Just the way I am…I would say it’s an only child thing but Chris (who is also an only child) remembers EVERYTHING so I can’t blame it on that…

Today I am 9 weeks and 1day pregnant. I am feeling absolutely terrified that something is wrong simply because my symptoms are starting disappear. They are not completely gone. My breasts are still periodically sore and I was surprisingly nauseous last night. But I don’t feel these things as often as I did through the beginning of week 8. I probably have nothing to worry about but after the early miscarriage we had in April, I am extremely paranoid. I know people say to be grateful that my symptoms have been easy but honestly after our experience earlier this year, I would embrace feeling sick all the time just to have the assurance that everything is OK. I guess until you have experienced that kind of loss it would be hard to understand why someone would think that way…..Heck, I used to always say that I hoped I had symptom-free pregnancies. Now listen to me. I guess we always want what we don't have...
Anyway, everything I read has pretty much told me to that this is normal and not to worry. So I am embracing the periodic symptoms I have and am just looking forward to our next ultra sound in a couple of weeks.

On a more positive note, I have had a few interesting dreams. I’m told this is pretty common in pregnancy. The only time my dreams have been this bizarre or this vivid is when I had to take anti-malarial medication for my trip to India last year. Not sure if that should mean anything...

Dream #1

I dreamed that my mother pimped out my dog. Not as in she pimped out my dog like someone may pimp out their ride. He wasn't covered in rhinestones or anything. No, she made my dog have sex. To make it worse, she made him have sex with poodles. How dare she? There were two puppies. They were about ½ the size of Ambrose with Chow like hair and markings just like Ambrose. But the funny thing about the dream? I told my mother that I was angry that she made my dog have sex. Apparently I want him to stay innocent forever. Well, fortunately in real life the poor dog has no nuts so he should be pretty safe from my mom and the poodles.

Dream #2

All I remember is that there were weird bugs biting me…..I think it all stemmed from finding an ant in our bed the night before…..one thing about having a long haired dog….never know what they might get in their fur and then bring into the house…yech.

Dream #3

What I can remember is that two nuclear bombs were set to destroy the US. Me and some other girl survived by swimming along the coast of Alaska and waiting in the water near the top of the state. It only took us a few minutes to swim there….apparently I have Wudchuk-like swimming skills. We could see the whole country from where we were (no one said dreams were realistic) and we were freezing to do death. Next thing I know we made it back to the main continent and were trying to keep alive with a bunch of other survivors. Then I woke up. Not sure where this dream came from. I don’t think I’ve seen Jericho lately.