crackers @ 3am

nothing says 'hello world! i am pregnant' better than saltine crackers at 3a.m. not that 'the world' is up at 3am in my living room...but still...

i am an uber morning person and shawn is an uber night owl and we have got ourselves on this horrible schedule over the past week...about 8pm i am beat and i gather all of the pups on the couch and by the time they have settled and are piled up on each other and me, i am dead asleep. shawn is usually sitting on the loveseat, playing some warcraft computer game to unwind. the tv is usually running low enough that neither of us could watch it if we wanted... (that's the way i like tv...as a type of 'white noise' to sleep to) so i fall asleep and then somewhere around 1am i start waking to have to pee. its usually at this point that the little, less potty trained pups get put to bed. its usually at this point that i start asking shawn if he is done 'unwinding' with his game. then the new cycle begins..me getting up, peeing, asking ' finished yet?' to which shawn always replies 'almost'. at some point i fall asleep again and then when i hear him in the bathroom, i take sawyer and piper and get into bed.

BUT this morning, i just couldn't make the trek from the living room to the bedroom. i woke up while he was getting ready for bed, and the urge to vomit my guts up started coming in waves. i ate dinner, mind you, but amazingly my stomach has emptied and is gurgling and twisting and apparently feeling vengful toward me.

i tried what i always try first: ignoring it. i closed me eyes, tried to snuggle back in and pretend my mid-section wasn't convulsing. [sometimes this actually works]

when it didn't subside, i got up, located the saltines and made me way back to my makeshift couch-bed. and now i am writing a blog because i can't sleep. sawyer and piper went up with shawn...if they stayed, i probably would have more luck...they are good cuddlers. i would probably have more luck if i'd turn the tv off too. cause when i fall asleep at 8 its tv shows (snore) but now its the news and i am more esily taken in. thanks for the couch-sleeping-tv-on-all-night-bad-habit, Mom.

ahh...well...the saltines are starting to do their magic on my belly.

i don't know what i am going to do without their salty goodness once i go 100% raw....

did i tell you i am going raw?

i am.

i had been thinking about the whole eating raw lifestyle long before i got preggo... i have always eaten mostly fruit and veggies anyway. [if you aren't familiar, raw is when you only eat things that have not been processed with heat (aka cooked)..so you use a dehydrator to make bread and energy bars and such...takes longer, but it works and it doesn't ruin the nutrients in food the way cooking does...so you get more natural, whole foods that your body can use more easily- make sense?] so anyway, i didn't think i could go raw pregnant and i felt the pressure to eat all of this animal protein and crap i hate and its been miserable. i have gained the 'normal' amount of weight for being half way, but i feel bloated and tired and icky. then i started reading more about going raw and found out not only can you get all of the proper protein, calcium, iron, folic acid and everything from eating raw...BUT women who eat raw report labors 1/4 as long as women who eat primarily cooked, processed food....

SOLD.

so tomorrow i have an appointment with the midwife and i just want to run it by her before i jump on the raw band wagon. i am sure it will be cool, you actually get a lot more protein from uncooked plant food than cooked animal products which lose a lot in the process.

i know, its extreme. i am extreme. i also want to have a labor that's under 20 hours.

ok...enough about my eating habits..although i am sure you are just salivating with curiosity.

hmmm...this was supposed to make me more tired. not sure its working.

how bout some random info? i mean its been awhile since i blogged (i mean before yesterday it was awhile) and let's be honest: not a lot of profound things to say at 3..actually its 4 now...whatever

hmmm

i have a midwife appointment tomorrow at 10:30. i will go in there, get weighed (ugh), pee in a cup, get my blood pressure taken, maybe a blood test, measure my stomach.. la la la...but then, she will use the doppler and rub it all over my tummy until she finds the heartbeat and we will listen and the doppler will measure the heart rate... the whole visit is worth those couple of minutes. last time, we could hardly get the little rugrat to hold still long enough for the doppler to record its heart rate. i didn't mind. i got to hear its heart beating for a lot longer than normal while she chased it around my stomach. we'll see how active babymac is tomorrow.

i used to think it was a boy. now i think its a girl (sorry shawn)

shawn and i can't agree on any names. seriously. our poor kid is going home from the hospital named 'babymac'. the main problem is that we like the same names, but not for the same gender. i tend to like more tomboyish girl names..so everything i suggest for a girl, he loves, but not for a girl. wish i could tell you some of them and get you to side with me, but alas, we decided not to tell. but you think masculine girl names are rad, right? tell my hubby.

i have a bump now. i big one. i am going to take a pic soon and post it. its the only time in your life you are allowed to flaunt a big gut...and that's just what i plan to do. i feel bad for everyone on the cruise we are going on in feb. because i am going to be doing some sunbathing. i don't care if i end up looking like a beached whale. i get no sun here in seattle. i will be getting sun in mexico, 6 months pregnant and all.

i now know more about strollers and car seats and nursing 'equipment' than i thought there was to know. there have been a lot of advances in recent years. i guess we can thank hollywood for making pregnancy cool again.

hmmm these random things are all about the baby. i guess when i am nauseous its all i can think about. i hope the rest of my life the stomach flu isn't the thing that makes me think of my kid.

i am tired of remodeling. that's not about babymac. we are kind of at a stand still until we get back from africa and its nice to have the break..although it will be nicer when the projects are just done. its hard to relax in a torn up house.

my mom, my aunt jen and my sister are coming thursday to help me clean and to hang out. shawn decided he will take a surfing trip that weekend. go figure- the girl party didn't appeal to him. i can't wait. not for shawn to leave, but for the girls to come. big time orgnaizing and cleaning is much more fun when you do it with friends. c'mon, haven't you seen 'Annie'?

i just finished reading the dog whisperer guy's book, 'cesar's way'. talk about enlightening! i realized i do just about everything wrong with my dogs. i wish he could come to my house and help me. that's what his show is, right? i don't get cable. but i bet if i wrote and said i had 6 dogs i could get him out here just for the sheer fact he'd think i was nuts. i think i am nuts.

i started reading another book by this doctor oprah always has on. the guy is a riot. the whole book is about understanding your body and how it works. fascinating. i had to stop reading it tonight though because it was making me a hypocondriac. i called my mom after reading the chapter about hearts/heart disease and have her convince me that i wasn't having a heart attack.

extreme. i told you i was.

wow..on the news the just said stem cells exist in amniotic fluid...the fluid baby's swim in during pregnancy...rad. hey use my amniotic stem cells! find some cures! wait. to get it they have to stick a huge needle into your belly... nevermind.

okay..this post has gone from ridiculous to RIDICULOUS to RIDICULOUS!!!!!

thanks for helping me to try to go to sleep.

g'night all