"I'm not ashamed to tell the world I miss you." ~ Janet Jackson
I'm now 14 weeks along. Hurrah for the 2nd trimester! And even though I'm only a third of the way through, I have something to bitch and moan about. And I will because this is my blog and I can whine if I want to. There are a few things I seem to miss and that I won't be reunited with until well after I birth this baby. So, in no particular order, here's what I find myself fantasizing about . . .
Zyrtec. My allergies get extra sucky when I'm with child. And the doc said to try not to take any Zyrtec unless I'm really suffering. So of course I don't feel okay to take it ever.
Green tea. Apparently that's not recommended. Something about leeching folic acid from your system. Ew, leeches. Why did I use the word "leeching"? It always makes me think of Stand By Me. My mom had to take me outside of the movie theater when Gordy found a leech down his Fruit of the Looms. It was too intense for me. Moving on . . .
Wine. Oh, did I mention that already? I swear when I was pregnant with Q, it wasn't that hard to give up the alcohol. It just didn't appeal to me. But this time? It appeals. Probably because even one small glass would allow me a brief respite from all of this responsibility crap.
I'm like a freakin' child. Just because something is forbidden makes it that much more appealing. Even mercury-laden swordfish sounds tempting right about now. I kid. Seafood never sounds good to me and especially not when I'm pregnant. The smell. Oh, the invasive smell. Don't get me anywhere near a fish counter when I'm at the market.
On a brighter note, we have an ultrasound appointment all set to find out the baby's sex. Big announcement coming on April 21st! More on how I'm feeling about that later . . .