New Camera

I got a new camera, Dan talked me into it during one of my more hormotional (hormones + emotional = hormotional) moments when I was having a fit because only about 4 pictures from Will's awesome birthday party turned out. This was because my old camera was having trouble doing things like focusing.

My new camera makes me very happy.

Getting a D in nutrition or Reason #27 why I won't be Valedictorian of Pregnancy

So, I realize I am just getting out of the 1st trimester and all of the fun with eating that has come with it. Whenever I tell anyone how sick I've been they always say reassuring things like "Oh it doesn't matter, just eat whatever you can keep down. You have plenty of time to get good nutrition in over the next 6 months" and "Don't worry about what you've been eating, I mean you're taking your prenatal, right? You'll have time for eating healthy when you're feeling better". Which is very kind and comforting. But I haven't been eating just kind of bad. It's not like I've just not quite been getting in my 6 serving of fruits and veggies a day...I am eating like crap. I kid you not, I really think the only green thing that has entered my body this week was the lettuce that was on my BLT last night. And yesterday my big healthy choice was to get lunch at Jamba Juice, you know the place where they make fruit smoothies with lime sherbet. My sister-in-law called it the White trash pregnancy diet and I think that honestly about sums it up. I apparently can only eat things that are fried or are made out of highly processed, bleached flour.

I know I still have a chance to turn things around, but I have fear in my bad habits. Because, despite the eating like crap, I still have been sick more and have so far lost a tiny bit of weight since finding out I was pregnant. So I don't even have the negative reinforcement of my terrible eating choices to guide me. Plus, with Will I had a secret, awesome weapon in my effort to be a healthy, earthy baby-carrying vessel. A secret weapon named Shelley.

Seriously, that girl is the only reason I didn't put on 50 pounds when I was pregnant with Will (and if we're being totally honest, one of the only reasons I stayed sane 50+ hours a week between working in a crazy ass industry and a raptor growing inside me). In the morning when I would start to think "Hmm, I'm feeling kind of nauseous and a little hungry...maybe I'll just run to the gas station and get some Hostess Donettes to feel better" she would come around the corner in our purple palace of an office with a Vans Heart healthy multi-grain waffle topped with fresh fruit "because she had extra" and I would eat that instead. And then at lunch when I was thinking "Mmmm, greasy McDonald's" she would come over and entice me to come with her to the best healthy grocery store in town and we would pick out awesome healthy organic frozen lunches and extra frozen veggies to add to them to "bulk them up". That's not to say that we didn't eat the occasional bag of Maui Hawaiian chips (worst breath ever!) or get a slice cake once a week, but nothing like that crap I am pulling now.

So, I am trying to institute a WWSD (What Would Shelley Do) approach to my diet as I'm starting to feel better...I even brought a blender to work and plan on stopping by the store for some frozen fruit and good fruit/veggie juice blends to make smoothies. Until then, I think there's a cookie calling my name somewhere...

3 weeks later

So, summer is drawing to a close. I stubbornly refuse to say that Labor Day is the end of summer, especially here in the Northwest. Actually, September is one of my favorite summer months on the West Coast because there aren't usually many 90 degree days anymore yet the winter rains haven't really started yet.

September is a month I have been very much looking forward to for another reason. I can now say that I am 12 weeks pregnant! Yay! I'm due at the end of March and I can hardly wait to find out what we are having (which should happen sometime in November) This is news that I am so excited to be able to share...it's been weird to avoid talking/writing about it, as it had been a very present, front of my mind kind of thing for the last 8 weeks.

It has been a very different first trimester that I had with Will in most ways. There were the same scary complications for the first few weeks, but they have for the most part resolved themselves in a similar fashion. The main difference is that I have been SOOO sick this time around. With Will I threw up maybe 2-3 times total...this time I am pretty sure I am averaging about 2 times a day. Dude, I even threw up in a grocery store (I made it to the bathroom at least). But, as of this weekend I am starting to possibly feel a tiny little bit more human as I round out of the first trimester and head into the second.

In fact, I am starting to feel so much more human that we took an adventure up to the Mountain yesterday with Will. I had never been to Timberline and it was a beautiful morning, so we packed up in the car and took off for the day. Will of course lost his mind at actually being on the mountain that we see all the time and spent most of the morning yelling at us that "MAMA! DADA! WE'RE ONNA MOUNTAIN! LOOK!" and singing "The Bear went over the Mountain" while making his stuffed polar bear dance along. It was a wonderful, amazing day that has imprinted onto my brain as one of THOSE days. You know, where everything is just where it is supposed to be at that moment, and you recognize that you are just happy at the exact moment that you are happy instead of after the fact? Yep, one of those days, and I couldn't be happier. (I'll post some pics soon)