christmas trash.

so ive come to the realization that while not all pregnancies are the same, my pregnancies are similar with little tweaks here and there...

this time around i am super emotional, i can cry at the drop of a hat and whats worse is that i am also getting totally angry outta nowhere. which is really weird because in my non-pregnant life im not normally an angry person. but these next 7 months- watch out!

another similar difference is the vomitting. i threw up a ton with avery and i am throwing up just as much with this little lime in the belly. (the baby is the size of a lime now...) how big is my baby in a comparative way that i would understand like food

with my first little sweetness the vomitting was short and sweet if you will. it was kinda like taking out the trash after youve been on vacation for a week so theres really not all the much but you feel like you should be taking it out anyway but it takes no time because theres like one bag and the can is super light. with baby 2.0 its more like taking out the trash on the first pick up day after christmas... oh my gosh, no one wants that job. theres boxes, and bags, and wrapping paper, and all the leftover food from having tons of family over. and on top of that theres all of the regular day to day trash that has built up because during the holidays the trash pick up isnt as frequent or regular. you feel like theres crap everywhere and it takes hours to get all the trash accumulated and outta the house. and then when youre done youre all tired and exhausted and you feel like now the outside of your house looks all trashy because all the cans are filled up so you have boxes next to the can and the wind is blowin it around... you get the picture.

so im just hoping that i will have the magical 2nd trimester people always talk about where they totally stop vomitting and they have all of their energy back and everything is rainbows and unicorns.

my own hell.

i totally just experienced the worst thing of my life. yes, the WORST.

me and the dino are hanging out and i finally get our lazy selves together to go to the store. stells is completely out of food after her bowl this morning so i am forced to go.

anyway, i go out to the car to put ave in and i see a tiny yellow-white spider on the door handle... i HATE spiders no matter how small, theres just too many legs and it totally creeps me out. so as im looking at the door handle and trying to figure out where i can quickly grab and open without fear of that terrible eight legged evilness touching me, i notice that there is a huge brown spider on my sleeve. of course i scream like a girl and drop the diaper bag thats in the spider hand onto the ground. and after furiously shaking my arm until i am satisfied that the second ecounter of evil is no longer on any part of me, i finally put avery in his seat and buckle him up.

i totally have the heebie jeebies at this point. i open my door and when i do, a bunch of crap falls, kinda like in the springtime when you go out to your car and theres pollen everywhere so crap goes flying everytime you open a door... anyway, the crap falls and i take a closer look and realize that there are hundreds of little baby spiders all over the door frame and it was something spider related that fell. OH. MY. GOSH... im standing there almost frozen because i hate those little creepy mccreepersons so much that i almost failed to notice what i can only assume was the huge mama spider now on averys door.

im panicking at this point thinking that i have to save my child from the disgusting grossness that is spiders but i totally dont want to touch that door. but of course im a mom and i have to put my craziness aside, i open the door, huge mama spider comes around to the inside- DISGUSTING, and i reach in, quickly unhook ave and get him the heck outta there.

this was probably 20 minutes ago and i still feel like there are spiders all over me. my dad is dropping the car off tonight at the dealership to be detailed in the morning.



ok... maybe it wasnt this bad but it felt like it...