Monday, January 31
For an amazingly eventful year, 2010 has produced not a lot of blog posts. Um.
A picture's worth a thousand words?
In the general sense... I'm doing well. I'm just entering the third trimester, meaning I have gone from being comfortable (if mildly dismayed by the disappearance of my toes) to increasingly uncomfortable, short of breath, irritable because no one will let me do anything, more irritable because when I sneakily do the things they aren't letting me it's difficult to impossible, vastly irritated by the new and intriguing pregnancy side effects (blurry vision, are you kidding me?), vaguely disturbed by the commercialized buyfest I am apparently supposed to embark on to prep for a kidlet*, and generally turning into a grumpy, sleepy, pregnant person. Dan bears up to this remarkably well. Actually, he and everyone else seems to think it's pretty funny, which doesn't help with the grumpiness, but there we are.
Pretty much everything else in my life has been eclipsed by the state of Pregnant, which is, I suppose, another reason for the lack of blog posts. If it's not happening to you, it's pretty dull. I suppose I should be enjoying that -- I gather that once the kidlet actually arrives, dull will be something of a novelty -- but eh.
So if anyone's still reading this, there you are. State of the kat. Oh, and pictures.
*I'm not a shopper, and lost interest in the whole thing once I was told it was too early to be buying kidlet books. And yet, I have to shop anyway, if only to determine which of the gigantic masses of stuff the world is trying to sell me are actually necessary. The answer seems to be "not many".
A picture's worth a thousand words?
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| Year in Pictures -- 2010 |
In the general sense... I'm doing well. I'm just entering the third trimester, meaning I have gone from being comfortable (if mildly dismayed by the disappearance of my toes) to increasingly uncomfortable, short of breath, irritable because no one will let me do anything, more irritable because when I sneakily do the things they aren't letting me it's difficult to impossible, vastly irritated by the new and intriguing pregnancy side effects (blurry vision, are you kidding me?), vaguely disturbed by the commercialized buyfest I am apparently supposed to embark on to prep for a kidlet*, and generally turning into a grumpy, sleepy, pregnant person. Dan bears up to this remarkably well. Actually, he and everyone else seems to think it's pretty funny, which doesn't help with the grumpiness, but there we are.
Pretty much everything else in my life has been eclipsed by the state of Pregnant, which is, I suppose, another reason for the lack of blog posts. If it's not happening to you, it's pretty dull. I suppose I should be enjoying that -- I gather that once the kidlet actually arrives, dull will be something of a novelty -- but eh.
So if anyone's still reading this, there you are. State of the kat. Oh, and pictures.
*I'm not a shopper, and lost interest in the whole thing once I was told it was too early to be buying kidlet books. And yet, I have to shop anyway, if only to determine which of the gigantic masses of stuff the world is trying to sell me are actually necessary. The answer seems to be "not many".
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