Call me third law because you know I say fuck the first two

That wonderful tidbit of lyricism is from my hubby who is a guest rapper on Killer Whale Party's new album which is coming out sometime next year.  Get your copy reserved today...

Anyway, I'm feeling a bit better lately, just super emotional and moody and tired.  Always cold and tired.  Only a little morning sickness each day, now.  There was a comment about why I don't use morning sickness remedies...well, some of them haven't really been working for me (horehound...which makes me sad because I love it so), peppermint has a very minimal effect and ginger makes me want to vomit even more.  So I've been trying to eat small snacks all day long and drink lots and lots, and that seems to be helping.  Also, I changed taking my vitamin from the morning with breakfast to right before bed, and that has helped tremendously. 

So, Asher was in the hospital for a respiratory infection.  I was feeling pretty guilty about the whole thing, Ry took him to the ER while I was working and then they checked him into the hospital, while I was working, and I felt really helpless and out of control.  I went and saw him right after work and stayed with him until he feel asleep, but they said only one parent may spend the night with a child so I went home (Ry and I both decided that it's best for me to save up as much of my sick time as possible for maternity leave next year) and ry spent the next day with him in the hospital while I went to work.  It was incredibly stressful and upsetting for me, especially with my super charged emotional state, and I have been feeling the residuals from it in the form of anxiety, exhaustion and listlessness. 

Asher is going to the Dr. today for a follow up check up. 

So, you know one thing I feel ripped off about?  Pregnant women are not allowed (or not supposed to) eat lunch meat.  Deli meat.  Because it could be dangerous to your fetus.  Listeria.  You know...think about this...it means that most all deli meats (and hot dogs) are contaminated with Listeria on a regular basis and it's okay for everyone else to eat them.  This should make some people question the food that they are fed that is considered "safe" for everyone else.  Maybe old people shouldn't eat deli meat, either.  Maybe the infirm?  I don't want to go on a tirade about deli meats and hot dogs, other than the fact that, Fuck you mr. deli meat maker.  Fuck you very much.

Oh, do I still have one of these blog thingys?

Wow, I haven't written in a while.  I guess I've just been busy and stressed super tired and all that jazz.  There is a reason, and since I'm pretty sure no one reads this (especially after a nice long hiatus from writing....), I'll tell you.  I'm pregnant with my second kid.  I think I'll occasionally update you on my condition, not that many people care, but since this is my blog I can do anything I want with it and you just have to deal with it.  Wow, someone is snotty and internet angsty.  Reign it in, girl. 

Anyway, six weeks pregnant, so it's really early yet, but I've been feeling some awesome morning sickness.  I didn't have any with my first kid, so this is an (un)refreshing change of pace.  Also, super duper moody.  Much more than last time already, so Ryan has already told me.  Despite being mildly nausea filled most of the day, I still have an overwhelming appetite.  So, of course, I'm gaining weight like a fat cow, too.  Isn't that pleasant.  I forgot (forcibly) how shitty it is to be pregnant and all those women who are like, 'oh, i love being pregnant!' can suck it.  For real.

I think I'm going to write a few blogs based on the fear of literally everything that pregnancy advise websites and books and people in general who have only ever seen a baby once deeply incarcerate into the already overly emotionally overloaded minds of pregnant women everywhere.  There's nothing like a good dose of fear to override all rational reaction.