So some of you may be wondering what happened to that experiment where I was going to try out all those eco-friendly menstrual products. Well, trust me, I haven't forgotten about it and I still can't wait to do it. However, it is very likely that I will be trying out eco-friendly baby diapers before I get around to trying the pads and diva cup.
Yes indeed, Shawn and I are expecting. Ooooh, boy. (Or girl.)
If you're not planning on reading the rest of this post, read this first before you click away: PLEASE let's keep this whole thing off the wonderful world of Facebook. Though we are not keeping this news a secret, we are also not wanting the WHOLE WORLD to know about it. At least not yet. I'm sure it'll get there somehow, like a herpes virus, but for now I'm not ready. We've told the important people in our lives and now that it will be on this here blog, I think everyone who needs to know and has the right to know will know. Eventually, I know that it will become too obvious to keep it much of a secret, but for now, I'm not ready for the barrage of Facebook likes and comments. There's just something fake and overwhelming about it, you know?
So what does this all mean for this blog? First of all, it will not turn into a mom blog. Not that there's anything wrong with them, I've been an avid reader of several mom blogs for a few years now. In fact, this blog was started because of all the mom blogs that started cropping up several years ago. But there are lots of them and I feel like I have something special and a little different going. (Well, not that I have the only urban homesteading blog in existence, either. But I'm special, dammit!)
Over the years, this blog has become an extension of myself. A lot of the goings-on in my life (that pertain to the theme of the blog) are shared here, and I have found myself being more experimental, ambitious, and motivated to try new and fun things so that I always have things to write about and to keep things from getting stale. Considering this relationship I have with the blog and since it mirrors much of my everyday life, I'm sure this whole baby thing will indeed make an appearance from time to time. I just hope that it doesn't become an everyday thing and a place where I post incessant pictures of every cute thing the wee one does. And yes, I know I will think everything is cute, but I also know the rest of you won't give a sh** most of the time.
So there you go.
I'm 14 weeks now, feeling fat and bloated. Overall, being pregnant has sucked donkey balls. I have almost every side effect possible, from nausea, to constipation, to constant heartburn. I get sick when I move too fast and too much, but I also get sick when I sit for too long. So I have to maintain a constant life rate of two and a half miles an hour to stay comfortable. I've probably gained more weight than I should have at this point and I can't wait to have a legitimate belly so I have a reason to have a belly beyond the fact that I've eaten too many carbs and haven't worked out for 3 months.
I could complain a lot more but I'll spare you the pain of reading it. Hooray for getting all knocked up and stuff. I haven't told my boss yet, that's causing some anxiety.