Almost Domesticated

Week 17 and I have reverted back to my days of nausea.  YEA!!!  Anytime I am overly cranky with my family, I will apologize to Sydney and she will tell me “it’s okay Mom, I know you’re in your pregnant years.”  YEARS???  Oh no!  I need a break before the next one!  I am tired of being a picky eater.  I am tired of not feeling like cooking because nothing sounds good to eat.  I am tired of not being able to brush my teeth with more enthusiasm.  I need a break!  My pregnancy with Sydney was so much easier.  

Okay, that’s enough complaining!  I am feeling the baby on a daily basis.  I think I can feel him with my hand on the outside of my belly, but I can never get Jeff to feel it.  I am not sure if the baby is being stubborn or if I am just feeling the kicks internally.  I can’t wait for him to feel the baby!!  I can’t wait for Sydney to feel the baby!

So, I do have two funny stories for this week.  The first one is a Sydneyism.  I was taking her to her new pediatrician for a very over due check up.  A mother and son were getting on the elevator and Sydney hurried in to hold the elevator door for me and said, “hold on, pregnant woman coming through!!”  Nice.  

The second is funny now.  On Saturday, I wanted a Sydney/Mommy Day since it has been so hectic with school and work.  We got ready and headed toward the Galleria Mall.  I was starving and wanted a sit down meal.  We finally found something that sounded good to both of us, Gloria’s.  We sit down, order drinks, eat some chips and hot sauce, order, life is good.  It then occurred to me that I had left my wallet in my bedroom.  I was about twenty minutes from my house!!  I was so embarrassed and was a little irritated that the manager wouldn’t take a check when I explained my situation.  I had planned on going back and getting my food to go, but I was so irritated and didn’t want to eat my cold food in my car.  I understand why a restaurant won’t take a check, but it was less than $20 and I had a young child with me and was obviously pregnant and slightly absentminded.  Oh well.  Mi Cocina was a great second choice.  Their tea and salsa was better, anyway.