god, I suck at this.
I tried to keep coming back. I really did. But every time I open this page I'm in Safari, and then I remember that if I want to compose an entry I really need to be using any browser BUT Safari. And rather than open a new browser I just close the whole thing and forget about it. Crappy.
But just to make us both feel better about the whole thing, here is my just-under-six-month-belly:
The first picture was taken a week ago, the second on the fourth
of July. In one week exactly I will have made it in to the third
trimester. I feel like such a champ.
Really, though, pregnancy is awesome. Which is why I don't ever come on here. When I normally would have been roaming around the internet looking at baby animals, instead I sit on the couch and marvel at this little tiny boy doing flips under my belly button. I think he's going to be a karate-chopping-soccer-playing-tap-dancing phenom. If not he has some explaining to do.
Oh, and the baby animals? I still look at those. I just don't come on Vox. Sorry.
So back to this whole pregnant thing... The only down side is that I apparently have some minor condition that could cause me to bleed to death. Which is more serious than it sounds. What it really means is that my saintly, patient husband has to wait at least eight weeks to seduce me, at which point we have another ultrasound to see if we can put our baby-making skills back in to good use. Also, I can swim or run or do anything of value until then. But all of that comes second (and third and fourth) to the baby-making skills.
Plus, I'm not much of a runner, so who cares about that? So, for eight weeks we shall wait. Maybe the extra time I have from not getting down and dirty will get me on Vox more often. Probably not.
Really, though, pregnancy is awesome. Which is why I don't ever come on here. When I normally would have been roaming around the internet looking at baby animals, instead I sit on the couch and marvel at this little tiny boy doing flips under my belly button. I think he's going to be a karate-chopping-soccer-playing-tap-dancing phenom. If not he has some explaining to do.
Oh, and the baby animals? I still look at those. I just don't come on Vox. Sorry.
So back to this whole pregnant thing... The only down side is that I apparently have some minor condition that could cause me to bleed to death. Which is more serious than it sounds. What it really means is that my saintly, patient husband has to wait at least eight weeks to seduce me, at which point we have another ultrasound to see if we can put our baby-making skills back in to good use. Also, I can swim or run or do anything of value until then. But all of that comes second (and third and fourth) to the baby-making skills.
Plus, I'm not much of a runner, so who cares about that? So, for eight weeks we shall wait. Maybe the extra time I have from not getting down and dirty will get me on Vox more often. Probably not.
