Reading... Reading and more Reading....

So it turns out when you become pregnant you are expected to read every pregnancy book that was ever made, I mean really who has fucking time for all of this? The first trimester I did about ZERO reading because I was too sick, now my excuse is that it is too overwhelming!! I mean every time I pick up a book it tells me all the things I should be doing or all the things I can't do or all the things I should know or all the scary things to come. So I have taken my husband's Erik's approach in life "When your overwhelmed just ignore and it will all go away." Okay now I just sound like a horrible mom to be, I do read a little, okay maybe a little less than a little but I do enjoy the occasional pregnancy picture book.. of course until they start showing pictures of the labor then I have to put the book down. Besides I get all my important pregnancy information from the show The Baby Story on TLC... okay maybe not all my important pregnancy information... I mean I do ask my Crazy Irish Doctor, who is decked out in her bedazzled pants, all my important questions.. I mean isn't that what they get paid to do.. tell the pregnant lady what they need to know? But I do have one book that does keep my interest if I am forced to read it's called "The Girlfriends' Guide To Pregnancy.. Or Everything Your Doctor Won't Tell You." My sister from another mister Heather gave me this book and I have to say it keeps it real... Although I am only on page 20.... LOL. It covers the important stuff like Maternity Underwear, Pregnancy Insanity, and of course the important "The Fear of Becoming Your Mother." Much more interesting than all the clinical pregnancy books that says "Don't Do This... Or That.... Or That.... Or That...." The good news is that Erik has been doing his reading (The Kaiser Weekly Pregnancy Updates) so when in doubt I ask my Crazy Irish Doctor or my husband... I mean what else does a pregnant lady need?

A Pea In The Pod Equals Trouble

I have decided to ban myself from A Pea In The Pod. For those of you who don't know about this store let me just warn you now STAY AWAY!!!! This store is dangerous why because I love everything in it. So last weekend I went in to just look, very innocent. WRONG! Everything I put on I loved and wanted to buy everything... of course when I looked at the price tags I almost fainted. I had went to other maternity stores such as Motherhood and Target but nothing fit right but here at this store it was just heaven.... I finally limited my items to two shirts.... two shirts plus tax was $200.00. I was shocked, stunned. I somehow justified my spending somehow, remember pregnant women are not logical, but I vowed to myself to stay far far away from this place! As for those two shirts I must wear them twice a week for the next 24 weeks of my pregnancy to make it worth the money... so you might be seeing a lot of them:)

17 Weeks & Getting Bigger

Photography By My Lovely Husband Erik Andersen

Baby Movement

I think the moment I snapped out of my pregnancy bitterness is the moment I felt the baby move. I still remember the day... well because it wasn't that long ago... on Saturday 03/20/2010 while driving to Santa Rosa I felt something very strange going on in my stomach. I felt butterflies. Two things here, first, what the heck does butterflies feel like? For me it feels like I am going to do something very nerve racking like the first day of school or right before a big speech in front of a hundred people... the weird thing was I felt this while driving... what did I have to be so nervous about? Secondly, I began to panic... why you might be asking yourself... well I thought I was falling apart. I know it doesn't sound logical but when your pregnant nothing is logical. Since becoming pregnant my body feels foreign to me like I am no longer owner of it and I am here just visiting... those of you who have been pregnant before knows exactly what I am talking about!! So I called a lifeline... a lifeline is seeking advice from a sister/best friend who knows what the fuck is up... after speaking to a few lifelines I was happy to hear that I was not falling apart and that more than likely it was the baby moving around.... now that put a huge smile on my face.

Since then I have discovered that my baby loves Coke... that is the soda. Side note... yes I drink caffeine and yes this is my blog and your reading it so don't judge me. Anyways Little Monster Andersen always has a party in my stomach after I drink my Coke... it usually lasts for about 15-30 seconds... it happens every day that I enjoy my Coke and it never fails to make me smile.

Little Monster Andersen Blog

So I have decided to put together a little blog about Little Monster Andersen.  Why... well everyone blogs about everything these days so I thought why not... also I would love to look back on this journey about my pregnancy experience... lastly I thought some of you would enjoy reading about my adventures of being pregnant. I am a little late starting this blog since I am now 16 weeks... but it seems that I was crippled from an illness called "Morning Sickness" which struck me for the first 15 weeks.

A little recap.. and I mean little because I don't want to be a downer the whole time during this first blog entry... So I was one of the lucky few that experienced "Morning Sickness." Let me start off by saying this whole name "Morning Sickness" should just be renamed to "Death" because that is basically what it was.  Let me back track here... I consider myself a athlete who has gone through years of pain: surgery, broken bones, torn ligaments, etc.... so I never thought that being pregnant would be such a big deal... WOW... how that turned out to be so false! I was struck with the plague, okay not really, but I was struck with "Morning Sickness" aka "Death” everyday all day and all night. It was like having food poisoning 24/7.... my mouth constantly tasted like metallic and I was always just moments away from throwing up.   Needless to say my life totally sucked and I was a prisoner to my own bed for 15 weeks straight. At one point I had the brilliant idea to quit everything, yep everything. I really believed that pregnancy was a curse and that I was on my death bed…. Why in the world would women want this???? My answer would and should be simple.. "because of the baby" but in reality I was deceived from most of my friends.... just ask them and they would say… “Morning Sickness” what is that? Yep that’s right S.L.B (stupid lucky bitches) never felt nauseated… never felt like quitting life, was never a prisoner to their bed… I was pissed, yep pissed why do I have to suffer? So not only was I sick, really sick but I became bitter too…. Never a good mix.

Then one day the clouds cleared and the light shined through and I was all better… sounds good and I wish it really did happen like that.. but no! Little Monster Andersen decided to stretch it out into the second trimester.. apparently it didn’t think I suffered enough so it was a slow brutal death. Slowly, very slowly it got better and I was normal again… well not really normal but it was been better than “Death.”

So that was 15 weeks in one post. I am planning on updating this blog regularly with stories.. thoughts.. rants… etc. I will be honest in this blog and perhaps at times explicit so beware. Let the "pregnancy" good times roll.......