Really, I'm trying...

to think about other Things than Baby Things. But, I am failing miserably and everyday try to convince myself that I have other things to talk about here...really, I do. I am completely side-tracked, smitten and obsessed with pregnancy, parenthood, nursery decor and itty, bitty, tiny clothes. It's kind of ridiculous. How is it that this totally, life-altering event, possibly only occurring this one time in my life and introducing a whole new person into my immediate everyday can consume so much of my mind?

In the last week or so I have been feeling a lot better. Still not sleeping at appropriate times, but the evening sickness has subsided and other than being sleepy most of the time I am actually feeling...good. It's hard to describe, but I no longer feel bloated, just pregnant. I definitely have more of a belly than I had to begin with and am quite reluctant to tell people how far along I am fearing the next words out of their mouths will be, "Good God woman, how many kids you got in there?!" I suppose it's inevitable with a whopping 5 feet in height and a 12" tall (short) torso... I am going to be huge. Fortunately, Robbie seems to only notice his kid has a roomy place to grow and if I am getting bigger, well, the baby must be too. Sadly, my roundness doesn't seem proportional to the strawberry-sized baby growing in my belly.

Because of the raging insomnia I've been experiencing I have been craving a good book to read. While perusing the clothes at TJ Maxx (that no longer fit me or will fit me again for a long, long time) I came across a $7 copy of Twilight, the teeny-bopper vampire book that began the latest vampire book craze, not necessarily akin to my own personal teeny-bopper Anne Rice vampire book crazed days. I've been intrigued by the buzz and have always enjoyed a good series of stories...Harry Potter anyone? I read the first chapter last night and have to say, Stephenie Meyer can definitely form her sentences. So far I am interested in the story and look forward to curling up with it again soon. Both promising signs of reading success.

It's been a gorgeous Kansas City fall weekend here and with the additional hour, breakfast this morning was actually served at breakfast time. That reminds me...I'm hungry, again.

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Grumpa said…
I actually caught an article in The Oklahoman about Anne Rice. She has become a Christian. I thought you would be interested and I cut it out to give to you along with others I thought you and Robbie might be interested in.

We had a great time with Uncle Tom, Aunt Linda, Andrea and Rob yesterday. Grandpa Scott showed up. Andreas and Robs house is beautiful and has a wonderful layout. The wall color throughout the house was similar to what Grandma Govro has. Kinda gray/green. Off the kitchen, was a little office space, right before the garage door. Very handy. You will like the house very much. Petey spent the day with Tobey and I think they had a good time together. Linda's house wasn't trashed at least, well, one small puddle and 2 tiny holes behind the shed, but a good time was had by all. Tobey seems to have developed a "can't beat em, join em" attitude. Petey never made a sound all the way home.

Glad to hear the evening sickness is subsiding. You will fill pretty good for several months, hang in there.

Can't wait to see you. Love, Mom
4:35 PM
Anonymous said…
I love this time of the year. It is so beautiful and the weather has just been incredible! What a great time to be pregnant! Sure glad you are feeling better. Hope the sleeping levels out. I bet you just look adorable!

Love,

Auntie L
7:04 PM
Lady and Tater said…
We miss you, Catie!!!
9:30 AM
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