Cha-cha-change

Changes in my life caused by the little minion* currently residing in my uterus:

1. Eat immediately before going to bed or wake up at 3 or 4am VERY hungry. I now start and end my day with a bowl of cereal. No wonder we're going through milk faster! (Last night I also snuck in a taste of the cheesecake I made yesterday. Nothing like cereal and cheesecake for a midnight snack!)

2. Justin can no longer do the dishes after I go to bed or he'll wake me up. Pregnancy is making me a very light sleeper, between being uncomfortable, being hungry, and just plain having insomnia. Sadly, he pretty much only ever does the dishes after I go to bed, so it looks like I'll end up doing the dishes from now on :(

3. Limit ice cream intake or regret it later. I thought I was past this, because I've been able to eat small servings of ice cream without any problems. The blizzard yesterday, however, proved how wrong I was. Which is why I didn't eat right before going to bed. Apparently feeling icky at 10:00 does not mean I won't be starving at 4. I swear my world revolves around food right now...

4. Eat lunch twice or three times. Or four. I eat a lot right now, I think to make up for losing 10 lbs in the first trimester from morning sickness. Like I said, my world revolves around food.

5. Hug from the side. Yep, my belly is officially getting big enough to be in the way for things, like hugging Justin, or putting things into the grocery cart. It's kind of exciting, but also kind of scary knowing I will have to adjust how I do SO many things in the next few months.

6. Put lotion on growing areas every day in an attempt to keep the itchy dryness away. The belly, the area just to the north of the belly... ;-) It helps, but I don't think there's anything I can do to make it completely go away. I sure do regret the nights I forget (I put it on right before going to bed. After eating a bowl of cereal.).

Life is full of change right now, and it's very fun and exciting (and also sometimes uncomfortable or painful. But let's focus on the positive!). Each little change is just a reminder that, oh yeah, we really are growing a tiny person, and he's still sticking around! Sometimes it's hard to believe that I'm still pregnant. Not in a why-am-I-still-pregnant-get-this-kid-out-of-me way, but in a holy-cow-we're-still-pregnant-and-we'll-actually-have-a-child-of-our-own-in-a-few-months kind of way. I feel so lucky and blessed, and still pray every day that Jeremy will continue to grow strong and healthy.

*Minion is in no way a negative term. It's a term of endearment. You know, like when you call a small child a demon llama. Wait, that may just be a my-family thing...