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I would like to take the month off and sleep. Weird, that I had that chance for TWO.5 months, but didn't appreciate it and thought it was the biggest trial. Now I'm pregnant and work and feel like it's the biggest trial. Sigh. You can't stop the world . . . I guess not.

Mr Smith is disappointed I just came home, pulled the clean plate out of the dishwasher, heated up leftovers for myself, and didn't put anything up. I can see why this would be frustrating . . .

He doesn't really let it show though. Maybe that's why he goes to basketball, to let out all the built up aggression. I just want some Christmas lights, warm socks, the smell of pumpkin pie, & a good book by the fireplace. No expectations. Well, I'm just going to take one big guess and assume that's why I'm not here. That's a little too close to heaven to be earthly.

Mr Smith says my stomach sounds like someone swimming underwater.  
We enjoy these games, flutterbug.
It's about the only entertainment we get these days.

Current Cravings & Issues 
*like-you-cared*

baked potatoes or french fries (I switch off)
horribly dry skin (face) and acne
mandarin oranges
faintness
Life cereal
the ability to sleep at any hour of the day
any kind of soup

Comments

  1. I had the horribly dry skin too. It was so bad on my hands that they pretty much just itched, cracked, and bled all winter long... but the sleepiness does go away and soon! You're doing great and you're almost done with the roughest part!

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  2. First of all, just catching up and congrats on the baby! I'm sorry it's been a rough road thus far. Second of all, I thought I was the only one in the world whose skin turned dry once they got pregnant. I'm not kidding, it would literally peel off my face. I would just shed. It went away after a while, maybe midway through second trimester. I would put some lemon juice on a cotton ball once a week or so to help slough it off, and that worked pretty well, especially on those weird days when I got ambitious enough to put on makeup.

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