The non-alcoholic hangover

We had a nice weekend away with staff..... dinner and an overnight stay at an inn followed by brunch in the morning. I got a little heavy into the ice tea during the party so between staying up late with the party and the caffeine disturbing my sleep, I am feeling pretty rough even two days later.

While the drinkers have likely all recovered from their hangovers, I seem to still have one.

There are so many things I should be doing today. There is no food in the house, well there is.... but nothing easy to cook and no bread. One cannot live without bread. All my personal items are still in my suitcase, including the much needed toothbrush and deodorant. My dogs would probably appreciate a little stroll outside. My house could use a little freshening up, especially before meeting a Doula here tomorrow. And of course there is that to-do list of items I keep meaning to get around to. All I feel like doing is curling up for another nap, which is probably my best chance at getting anything done later. That or another round of ice tea.

Doppler success

Last night I finally figured out how to use the doppler and found the baby's heartbeat, mind you I am almost out of ultrasound gel in my 3 day attempt. I have the Hi-Bebe doppler which was well rated on the internet and relatively inexpensive considering what they charge you to rent one for several months. Like all humans, I was about to blame it on the stupid device being a piece of #$%@ and send it back, but gave it one last ditched attempt after watching a youtube video where the girl said it took her a half an hour to figure it out but can now reliably detect the heart beat.

So with this renewed sense of determination knowing the problem was probably me, I decided to map out a larger area on my abdomen to hunt for the baby. I finally found him/her at the pubic bone with a lovely heart rate around 145. I could feel the anxiety melt away, until I realized that I was attempting all this in our back room which has no curtains and my neighbors might be wondering what that device actually was that I was half shoving down my pants. Oh well, they're semi-retired and probably need something to talk about after 40 years of marriage.

Maternity Clothes Shopping

Well it's official. I am getting larger. But this time I have an excuse.... I'm pregnant!! I went maternity clothes shopping for the first time with my mother. Hello Thyme Maternity!!! I managed to spend $350 in 10 minutes. They had a lot of cute stuff and the most comfortable bra EVER!!!! I mean EVER!!! I've been stuffing myself into my regular bras for too long and the girls were like having their own little party in this bra. It felt like heaven. I was almost sporting the uniboob so I figured it was about time to splurge. The bra was so amazing I made my mother try one on. She ended up getting one too. That's how amazing it was and we talked about it half the way home.

I can't wait to wear my new clothes tomorrow. I almost thought they had some kind of special effects mirror cause everything looked so good on, until I tried on a bathing suit and then I realized it truly was just some fine tailoring.

I try not to be one of those women that always goes on about her weight but after trying on a bathing suit, mid-winter at that, I am allowed this one day of whining. If I have my way, I'm going to undo the middle tire and replace it with a baby. Is this possible? I'm hoping to kind of even out, trade the 30lbs of fat for 30lbs of baby stuff. Either way I'm just entering back into the healthy lifestyle I used to have before spending my days this close to the fridge. Wish me luck... but for now I have my new sexy moma clothes to make me feel good.