Gotta make a move.....

....to Wordpress that is.

I've been a loyal Blogger fan for a very long time, but I'm also a technojunkie. Everyone raves over Wordpress, so I have to see for myself.

You can find me here: http://arkwife.wordpress.com/

Hope to see you there soon!!

AW

Another pregnancy post

Yes, I know these are probably getting a bit tedious seeing as the Earth and her sister are all knocked up, but it's kind of a big thing in my life right now, so I have a bit to say.

I'm about 22 weeks pregnant now and this is what I have learnt about pregnancy and myself so far:

1. I have a pretty nasty (though well-hidden) temper most of the time. I become a fire-breathing super bitch when pregnant. Everyone has suffered my wrath.
2. I cry at the drop of a hat. This has gotten progressively worse as the weeks pass.
3. Being pregnant isn't all that glamorous, at least not for me. I feel fat, because I look fat when I look in the mirror. My body does not look like those glowing preggie bellies you see on all the magazines. (Seems the pictures of stick figures on normal magazines aren't the only ones designed to make you feel fat and inadequate)
4. I'm not eating like a horse. In fact, there are long stretches of time that go by before I get hungry or thirsty. I don't know if this should worry me.
5. I'm losing weight, but the baby seems fine. (according to the last scan) For some reason this bothers my doctor, who wants to put me on a supplement if I don't gain enough weight in the next two months. I don't feel like I need to worry about this.
6. I'm not sure if the little weird movements I'm feeling in my lower abdomen are that of the baby kicking. It feels more like muscles that are moving. According to the book I've been reading the baby should be behind my belly button by now. The funny movements are coming from quite a bit lower than that. And they feel the same as when the muscle underneath your eye twitches.
7. I'm feeling quite ambivalent about this whole parenting thing. Everyone else seems to be excited or scared or something. I kinda wish that I would just start feeling pregnant. (as opposed to fat and temperamental)
8. I seriously wish that fewer people would ask me how the pregnancy is going, but that more would just touch my bump. Its like when I was getting married and people kept asking me how the wedding plans were going. It pissed me off tremendously. Now people keep asking me how the pregnancy is going....and I keep wanting to scream "I don't know, ask it yourself". My pregnancy is not a seperate person....ask me how I am instead please. As for the bump-touching, I welcome it. It helps me to feel pregnant, which I don't, so touch it already.
9. I've noticed that I complain a lot more lately.

I will continue to observe myself in a third person view, and I'll let you know when it finally shifts to a first person view.

AW

Two thousand and whine

Right, it's time I get back to this whole blogging thing. I think I've been holed up in my closet of self-pity for long enough now.

2009 is officially starting in March now. I've written the past two months off as a terrible memory, but I will give you the highlights so you know why I temporarily retreated into a pit of despair.

The Good Stuff:

1. I moved house. My incessant nagging about having to climb stairs while I'm pregnant finally paid off. Hubby and I moved into a gorgeous little 2-bed townhouse with a huge garden.

2. The boss quit. The man who made my life a living hell finally upped and buggered off.

3. I got a snazzy new phone. Gotta love those upgrades.

The Bad Stuff:

1. I spent the first week back at work all alone in the office with the boss. This was moments before he resigned. It was hell.

2. The second week back at work began with a phone call from our US head office to tell us that we're losing our jobs. (I'll have to tell the whole story in a separate post - things are looking okay though. They're structuring a deal that will let us keep our jobs)

3. I found out I was losing my job mere days before I had to sign the contract for my new place. The one I'd already put down a deposit on.

4. Still swimming through deep waters of uncertainty, I decide to take out a personal loan to consolidate my debt. Bank has botched this up phenomenally. I'm still fighting with them. (Also worthy of a separate post)

5. I hurt my back quite badly with the move. Also have to contend with excruciating heat and flaring tempers of well-meaning family members. (Without whom the move wouldn't have happened, so I'm still grateful even though it was awful)

6. TMI moment: along with paralysing back pain, I contract a nice little infection while moving. Probably due to lack of fluids consumed on moving day. Every moment of it was torture.

7. Had endless problems with internet connection at work. It got to a point where I would bawl my eyes out because I couldn't get Google to open.

8. Traffic has descended into the fiery pits of hell. Before it was barely manageable, now it is downright impossible. I'm late for work every single day. Also having endless fights with Hubby about his temper in traffic.

9. Have realised that I actually earn too much money for what I do. My duties don't match my job description. I'm basically a glorified filing clerk with a foul temper. This has to change.

March has suddenly arrived (the third month of the year already?!?) and I'm going to let go. Things are finally starting to calm down and I'm fighting to get recognition and tasks that match my ability. I'm also holding on to the bank like a pit bull. I will not go down without a fight.

The point is, I'm back. I will blog more regularly now, if only for therapy if nothing else. No more moping around and waiting. I'm making things happen now.