Obsession of the Week

So it's not a normal day if I'm not worrying about something. Well, since I got pregnant I've had a nice healthy fear of toxoplasmosis thanks to my mother. With three cats in the house it's been a concern of mine. Our vet said it would be much cheaper to test me than the cats. So I got tested. I am immune to the disease. You can get it from uncooked eggs (hello cookie dough), unpasteurized milk (which we used to get from the farm down the road), undercooked meat (we all have probably experienced that at some point), improperly washed fruits & veggies (I am guilty there), playing in sandboxes where cats have "been" (yep), and playing in dirt without gloves (yep, again) amongst other things. Over 60% of the population in America has been infected at some point and most don't even know it. The doctor told me not to change the litter box and I have been free of that duty since we got multiple cats. She wasn't concerned. Then the stupid nurse calls and tells me I'm immune and that the doctor doesn't want me "handling the cats OR the litter." What?! I can't handle my cats?! I am immune! That makes no sense! I'm hoping she just misspoke and I am still trying to get in touch with them to clarify her message. Maybe I just need my ears checked.

There is so much craziness out there about pregnancy do's and don'ts. It's pretty ridiculous. I was craving a hot dog (and I don't even like them that much) and I caved in and had one at the Scottish Festival. That big sign that read "Scottish Beef" just called out to me! Then I freaked all afternoon and imagined my baby in there withering from a hot dog! I mean how did the cave women survive on raw Snuffleupagus and still manage to reproduce healthy offspring? We're not even going to talk about my coke habit...not that kind of coke habit. Don't put me on the worst mother of the year list just yet, ok?!

Second Trimester Miracle?!

Many have spoken of a miracle that takes place at 14 weeks where the clouds of sickness lift and you hear angels singing. I was hoping this miracle had come for me but alas, it was not meant to be. Yet. At 15 weeks the sickness is waning but I am still having moments where it knocks me on my rear, literally. Poor Dave is getting used to finding me laid out on the bathroom floor moaning that I am dying. I am a pretty weak pregnant woman and all those who say pregnancy is "amazing" and "beautiful" are totally liars. It's amazing and beautiful if it's not you!!

I have about five and a half weeks left of school and only one day to take off to go for our ultrasound and third appointment. I've taken off so many days this spring I don't know if I can make it 3 weeks solid!! That will be a feat. Good thing we are working on "independent learning" so I can take it easy.

Our new carpet for the nursery will be here on May 1st! I am so excited! Of course I wasn't excited about the bill. It was about $200 more than I had projected. Now, I know my math skills have never been stellar but I was not counting on them telling me I had to pay for the extra 32 square feet that would be on the roll and not needed for the floor. They better not try to take the scraps or they will have a crazed preggo on their hands!! So my goal today is get the nursery cleared out so Dave can paint the baseboards and we will be ready for Saturday installation. The nursery will be the only 100% complete room in our house!

Three Kitties

The blog must be christened with cat pictures.

New Blog

I have made a new blog since the other one was being so ornery. The old one has been copied and saved and this is where you can find me from now on.