End of Summer

I'm sad to see summer going, but the weather hasn't been that great, and sitting inside NOT spending money has gotten a little monotonous.  I've read a lot of books, and much to Cody's chagrin, I now have to read for a while so I can fall asleep at night.

Our karate kid is in sync with our little dog.  6 AM sharp is the wake up call.  That could be a good thing in a few days here.  All the little movements are becoming more and more noticeable as the weeks go on. 

At my last Dr's appointment I was upset to learn there was an even more extensive list of things you need to "avoid during pregnancy".  That list now includes, but is CERTAINLY NOT LIMITED to: coffee (caffeine actually - how do they really think you can keep track of tea, coffee, chocolate, diet/regular pop etc. intake?  Caffeine fuels the world - but you have to quit), sushi, smoked meats, deli meats, soft cheeses, alcohol, soy (or plant estrogens - whatever else those are in), lots of tuna, lots of kinds of fish actually.  And THEN I was told that I SHOULD eat fish once a week - no more - no less, red meat, often but not every day and lots of protein. 

At this point I am wondering how on earth you are supposed to GAIN weight (I'm sure I'll eat these words soon) when all you can eat are vegetables and fruit (watch those pounds just pack on), chicken and turkey (both of which I used to love, and now loathe.  I am an oppressed omnivore. 

I  used to like cooking, now I hate planning meals and grocery shopping.  I have however found many tasty renditions of an egg/well-cooked turkey bacon sandwich with lots of veggies.  All I have to say is poor Cody.  He actually stopped at the grocery just to pick up a package of bratwursts this week. 

Were there not healthy babies born before any of this was studied?  I certainly don't think any of my ancestors or relatives are horribly disfigured or failed to thrive because their mother ate sandwich meat, or drank coffee AND had diet pop.    But how horrible would it would be to get listeria from sandwich meat?  I could never forgive my self.  I'll stick with these wacky eating rules for the next 17 weeks and then... Bring on the good stuff - I'm sure they have some weird diet for breastfeeding too.

This week was the first time strangers could tell I was pregnant and commented.  It feels nice to look pregnant instead of looking like I have a penchant for fast food, or a beer gut.

                                                        22 weeks and finally a sunny day!