I DO NOT Snore!! No way. No how.

For the past few weeks, my husband has told me that I have been snoring. AHHH! NO WAY! At first I didn't believe him -- he likes to make things up sometimes. And he snores like a freight train every night, so I figured he was just teasing me. But then, when I was up in NY last weekend and spent the night at my sister's house, she confirmed what my husband has been telling me. She said she woke up with her daughter around 6 am, and heard a loud noise coming from my room. She thought at first I was talking on the phone -- but then she realized I was SNORING! I don't know why I find this so embarrassing. Lots of people snore! I guess the snoring, in combination with the round belly, lack of energy and general moodiness, is the icing on the pregnancy cake. Some women glow when they are pregnant -- I just feel like a fat old man, who now snores on top of everything else. According to a pregnancy tracking website, I have 156 days to go. I wonder what else will happen to my body between now and then? I'm kind of scared to find out...

A Size Small Maternity is Still Small

So I acknowledge 100% that I am getting bigger around the middle. There is no denying that. But when my sister offered to lend me some of her maternity clothes, I jumped at the opportunity! Now, me and my sister have completely different builds. We always have. She's petite, and I'm, well, not petite : ). She wears a size Small normally, I wear a size Large. But when she emerged from the basement with box-loads of cute prego-wear, I just couldn't resist trying them on. BAD IDEA! After going through all the clothes and picking out the shirts and pants that looked "big", I went into her guest room to slip into them (or so I thought). Well, "slip" very quickly turned into "shove my body". Unless I wanted to look like a sausage, the pants and most shirts were a definite no-go. And those are the ones that I managed to squeeeeeeze over my booty! So a word of wisdom to all pregos: just because something looks "big", "roomy" or was "large and comfy" on your Size 4 sister, doesn't mean its going to fit your Size 14 prego-self. At least I have my skinny jeans : )

Beyonce Brings Back the Morning Sickness

Ever heard Beyonce's song "Halo"? It's a pretty song -- right? Well, for the past few weeks I've realized that the song induces morning sickness for me. It totally makes my stomach start to churn and my gag reflex start to go wild. YUCK! I finally realized what the issue is -- that song launched on the radio at the height of my morning sickness during the first trimester. Just like the thought of Ginger Ale or Saltines makes me now want to vomit, the memories of feeling terrible day after day come sweeping back as soon as she belts out the first note. Sorry Beyonce, but I can't WAIT until "Halo" gets canned. Nothing personal : )