Monday, December 12, 2011

Baby Flutters

Hi, Baby.

Whether they're called flutters, twitches, or kicks, I can actually feel you moving around! It's only slight now (I'm sixteen weeks pregnant), but it's when I'm lying down after eating something. Or, like yesterday, lying down after drinking a Pepsi. (Sorry, baby. I had a headache, and the doctor said caffeine is really all I can do for a headache at this point.) Anyway, you were squiggling around in there quite a bit after the Pepsi! I'm looking forward to those fluttery twitches getting even stronger.

Your mom has terrible allergies, these days. I read that this sometimes happens to pregnant women- their allergies get worse than ever. It could also be due, in part, to the fact that it's December 12th and there's no snow yet! (Oh, baby. You're going to love snow. I sure do!)

I have what they call "pregnancy brain," or "pregnesia." Don't worry, it's not a serious condition. It just makes your mom look really silly sometimes. For instance, at your dad's company Christmas party, a guy came up to me and said, "Hi Renee! Nice to see you again!" Baby, I couldn't figure out where on Earth I knew him from, but then it dawned on me. "Oh my gosh," I said, "didn't we go to college together? We did! We were in chorus together!" He looked at me strangely, and said, "No, I don't think so. I work with your husband." Oh, right. That's how I knew him. Which makes sense, because we were at the company Christmas party. I was pretty embarrassed. I forget to do the simplest things, and I lose track of most conversations. Fortunately, it's very normal for pregnancy.

I want a Cinnabon very terribly, today. Unfortunately, there are no Cinnabons at the Providence Place Mall, so I will have to make a cinnamon pretzel work, instead. I suppose I can be thankful that my cravings are all pretty normal and tasty, and not things like pennies and dirt. (I've heard that some women actually crave those things. I'll stick with the Cinnabons and salsa, thank you very much. Not together, of course! That would be gross. But still not as gross as pennies and dirt.)

Your Mom

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