There was a smashed-rotten-pumpkin incident at work today…and the whole office reaked like a dead-mouse/foot-roast all day. I had a moment of terror when I first entered this morning when I wondered if the smell was coming from me. I had just finished an acupuncture appointment and thought that maybe the needles had accessed and exposed a deep rotten part of me. Needless to say, I was thankful and relieved to realize that I was not the culprit.
I’m not sure if I’ll go back to acupuncture. It seemed to help the first time, but today I felt sick before, during and after the treatment… so I’m beginning to accept my that I just might feel like this for the rest of my pregnancy. I am getting good at shoving it out of my consciousness and acting like I feel okay. That’s what I’ve been telling people who ask how I feel. “I’m okay [smile]” I’m mostly trying to convince myself. I am a lot better. That much is true.
Grant and I attended our first pregnancy class last week. My weight was a little alarming to me, but apparently it’s to be expected. My blood pressure was excellent and the baby’s heart beat normal. Whew. I thought I was going to feel this great sense of camaraderie with the other moms-to-be who were also feeling pukey but they mostly just gave me concerned looks and seemed confused. I felt pretty awful during the class and can’t remember much except that the florescent lights were SOO florescent. They were just so bright… and the walls were so white. What a terrible room that was. I developed a migraine which led to other unplesantries. Grant said he enjoyed the class, so I’ll take his word for it that it was good.
This Thanksgiving I’m feeling thankful for a lot. Of course the normal F words that everyone is thankful for: family, friends, food…my f’s are the best. I’m also thankful for many other things that start with a variety of letters. I can’t say I’m thankful for for anything that starts with n, but all of the other letters represent the great and wonderful things I have been blessed with.