160 days to go!

i have this cute ticker


that i look at every day. it causes me to know how many days until my baby is due.

looking at it is a bit of an obsession, frankly.

tomorrow is our next appointment. and we should be able to schedule our ultrasound! hooray for looking at our baby

Mosquitoes

both stupid cats were yowling like crazy tonight. it's a pretty nice night, so i decided to turn off the central air and open the patio to let the cats go outside and play.

they have been so calm since, but I have gotten bit by about 1 million mosquitoes in the past hour.

i freaking hate mosquitoes. my cats are so not worth it.

unrelated, but important. the bebbe in my belly is 17 weeks along today. 23 weeks to go. at some point in the future, i hope to look pregnant instead of just fat. it's been a joy, so far little one. can't wait to meet you.

This blog is virtually unread

Even by me. I like this little blog, too.

Today, I am so bored, it is beyond reason. I have run out of fun stuff to look at on the internet, my husband is at work, and I just don't even know what to do with myself.

I sent a text to a friend who usually has Fridays off. Maybe she will want to swim.

Pregnancy

So here I am, 4 months pregnant now.

I've had it very easy so far. No real morning sickness (no barfs, but nausea galore)
I had the tireds like nobody's business, though.

Starting to show a bit. Hard to tell, cause of my fat belly :)

Mostly, I like being pregnant, but DAMN if I am not the MESSIEST.WOMAN.EVER.

Since we like to recreationally shop, we now have a fine excuse. We need so much for the baby.

Haven't bought anything yet.

Will post more soon.

Love,
Emily the Good.

ALSO, WTF WPR, why are you suddenly all static? LAME

TIME TO GET BACK TO IT

Yeah, I haven't done a darned thing about getting fit again. I am so irritated about this. I was so motivated, now I am not.

Time to find my groove. I need to start running again.

If I don't post about running here, nag me about it, k?

Yeah.

My last post was me paying lipservice. My mouth was writing checks my butt didn't cash.

I have to get back into the swing. I was so proud of myself. I was getting so strong. NOW I AM SITTING ON MY ASS ALL THE TIME.

I ran on Friday, and it sucked more than any run has ever sucked. I barely made it a quarter of a mile.

I am starting my running program all over again, because dammit, I have to work back into it. I am pissed. I had come so far.

Ah, well. I got there once, I can do it again.

To the good, I think we are going to go shopping for balcony flowers today. Balcony flowers make me happy.

Vacation makes me a lazy.

Or excuses making does. Be that as it may, we left for vacation the Saturday before Easter, and today was the first day that I actually ran again.

I suck. I can run a half mile, but I am pretty beat. Will have to build back up to it.

Anyway, funtime is over. No more excuses. Only sweating.