Yes, Layla is just over two and YES she still has her paci when she goes to bed. We've been talking about how she's outgrown it and its more for babies than for big sisters. Today, we had the same sort of discussion when she looked at me...as straight faced and serious as possible and said, "mommy, Jesus has a paci...uh huh...he do mommy. And Jesus has a blankie with a special spot...just like Layla." How on Earth do you respond to that? I was speechless...
The Little Peanut in my belly:So I thought I'd sort of take the time to keep up with all the pregnancy stuff via this blog...part of me thought I should wait for a while--you know, until after the first trimester...but I just can't. Funny stuff is already happening that's worth writing down.
Cravings this week: (1) Cheese, cheese crackers, cottage cheese, goldfish (see a theme) (2)Popcorn (3) Eggs (4) Burger King Hamburgers-plain (I swear I smelled Burger King the other morning...stranger yet, I don't even think we have one in Lexington...HA) (4) French Fries
Thinks that make me go...ICK: (1) Sweets...I can't even eat dry cereal because its too sweet (2) Chocolate (led to my first experience looking down the toilet) (3) Chewing gum....can you believe it? I can't even chew gum because its--you guess it...TOO SWEET (4) smoke (5) lawn clippings on the side of the road--I literally gag OUT LOUD when I run by them
I've also been having really bad indigestion--which prevents me from enjoying the aforementioned Burger King bag-o-deliciousness. I remember with Layla, I craved McDonald's chicken fillet sandwiches...but ask me if I ever had one...NOPE...darn that indigestion. I'm hoping it goes away because I want a REALLY big belly this time...none of that 22 lb weight gain that I had with Layla...I literally got NO attention until I was a full 7 months in.
Finally, I've had to back off of my running schedule a little. 50 miles a week when you are prego is probably not the best idea. I'm now running four days a week--one long run (@10-12 miles) and three shorter runs (@ 7-8 miles). Hopefully I can keep up with most of this for a while. I know at some point, I'll have to slow down and pull back a little.
HA and funny story. So I'm running the other day...it was beautiful outside...no watch...no Garmin. Just me. I was feeling so great when I came back into the neighborhood, that I decided to run another mile around the track at the park. As I approached the track, I noticed a very tan, young blonde girl (probably 4 years my junior) running around the track...she noticed me and I knew the competition was on. MAN...why do I fall for these things?? So I hit the track, roughly 20 yards behind her....I gained on her and passed her--it took about .4 miles to do it...but I did it. After I passed her and gained a little lead, she backed way off. I think I managed to look strong the rest of my mile...I think? And then I turned and ran home (maintaining my strong pace--didn't want anyone to see me let up). When I got in, I sat on the sofa...talked to Neil...and within minutes fell into a coma like sleep for a half hour---I didn't even change my clothes. HA. Not as tough as I was a month ago for sure :-) And clearly, I am lacking in the discipline department. Dad will not be happy with these shenanigans....I just couldn't resist