05/06/11: Howdy

I seem to rarely blog nowadays.  It seems a common thing among the pregnant bandsters to still blog on occasion, but not like pre-pregnancy.  I mean, I can't add much to the world of weightloss with a band.  And I don't know if y'all want incessant drivel about what consumes me nowadays - my babies.

I don't know that I ever really declared that this is a lap-band only blog, though.  And I am tempted to make it be more than just bandster - which it really is anyway. 

Anywho...

Things are good.  We just got back from Las Vegas.  We went for five days and stayed at Planet Hollywood for three nights and Mandalay Bay for two.  We had our hotel rooms upgraded to suites in both cases and comped, as well.  Apparently we gambled "enough" last year.  :)  We love Vegas, that's for sure.  This time we got ourselves a car, too, and that was incredibly nice.  We did some exploring that we would not have even attempted to think about let alone do if we hadn't had a car.

And now it's nice to be home.  My "morning" sickness is not yet gone although, luckily, it gave me a break in Vegas.  And by break I don't mean that it went away just that it wasn't what it normally is.  I am still having to eat literally "what sounds good" and if I attempt to eat something other than what strikes at the moment, I'll pay a price.  So long as I go with that strikes at the moment thing, well, I can manage.  I have also figured out, now that I am back at work and in the land of the alarm clocks, that alarm clocks make it worse.  On weekends it's not as bad.  And the whole time in Vegas, sans alarm clock, not as bad.  But come workdays with the danged clock beeping me awake...yeah, "morning" sickness sucks.  And no, I don't think it's a mind over matter thing, to be honest, I think it's a making my body do something outside of it's natural timeline thing.  Without the alarm clock I'm still up early.  It's just that the alarm clock gets me up about 30-45 minutes earlier than my body wants to.  Without the alarm clock I feel well rested and ready to go.  With the alarm clock I feel groggy and dizzy and icky.  That 30-45 minutes makes a big difference and the morning sickness seems to go from there.

Funny stuff.  I can say, it does seem to be getting better.  It was the worst last week. I'm now in week 12 and it is definitely subsiding.  So hopefully soon it will be a thing of the past.

What else.  Well, it's barely Friday morning and I am already ready for this weekend to be over.  We have visitors coming and while I love these visitors, I would so much rather have this weekend to be down.  Two reasons.  One - 5 days in Vegas.  Two - Sunday, May 8th is the 7th anniversary of my mom's death.  And it just so happens to fall exactly on Mother's Day this year.  I'd much rather not have to entertain people after an exhausting week on a day that's incredibly personal to me.  But I wasn't given a choice.  Our visitors said "we are coming, it's the only weekend we can, so you guys can shift things around if it's a problem" and that was settled, in their minds' anyway.  The theory at the moment is that they will get going early on Sunday which would leave Hubby and I with the day to ourselves.  I really hope that's how it works out - because that is the ONLY thing I want.  And while I'm still a mother to be and not yet really a mom, I'm still claiming this as my first mother's day.  So for my first mother's day to be packed with such a punch...well...sadness.

Of course, being pregnant, there is OH. SO. MUCH. I wish I could be talking to my mom about right now.  I know a lot about her pregnancy with me.  She just talked to me like that.  But now there are things I am experiencing and I want to call HER and say "did this happen to you?"  I don't want to call my aunt or my grandmother or my MIL.  I WANT MY MOM!

So this is kinda a tough weekend.

What else.  Not much else.  We are getting ready to re-carpet the house - and paint paint paint.  I say "we" but, really, I'm just helping to pick out the colors and Hubby is really handling it.  We have our nursery colors picked out and will probably paint in a couple of weeks.  We have guests this weekend as well as next (although next weekend, they are literally just sleeping there because "they" are family of a neighbor who just needed more bedrooms than she has).  We will probably paint the weekend after that.  And somewhere in there we are buying a new car, too.  Yeah, we have a tiny little Honda Accord Coupe.  Love the car.  But the car cannot even remotely handle two babies.  If we were having a singleton, we'd make the car work.  But with twins, yeah, the car has got to go.  Sadness. Kinda.  I mean, I love the car.  And I will miss it.  It's fun to drive.  But I REALLY love the reason why it's gotta go. 

So kinda a crazy month for us.  Lots of ducks and we are starting to get them into a row.

I hope all is well out there.  I am reading...but not commenting much.  But I am reading, that I promise.