I haven't made Curtis' Halloween Costume yet. i'm kinda running out of time. maybe i should do that. eh, i'll do it tomorrow.
BTW, dont forget to vote. =>
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Sick Days
For the last 3 to 4 weeks, i've not been 100%. It started out with a soar throat, which progressed to congestion, runny nose, headache, laziness, etc. In any other circumstance, i would take some over the counter drugs to cover the symptoms...it makes me function. But being pregnant, there is NOTHING, besides a prescription, for a pregnant woman with upper respiratory crap. I was actually surprised that it took this long for anyone in my family to catch it. Well, Curtis woke up yesterday morning pathetically saying "Mommy, I gross. I yucky." I felt so bad for him! Poor kid! He had goop coming out from every hole in his face. He had a fever last night when he went to bed, and then this morning he was coughing his lungs out! It seems like he has had my entire sickness in these two days. I'm not saying we're out of the woods yet, but i'm on antibiotics now, so i hope we all will feel better soon. K, i'm done.
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Human Anatomy
We all know that during pregnancy, the female body changes...well, Curtis has taken notice. About 2 weeks ago, I was laying on the couch on my back, Curtis was playing with his race cars on my stomach and chest....or the mountains and valleys. Now, since I've been pregnant, my breasts have grown at least a cup and a half. (TMI? maybe, but who cares...this story is too funny.)
The conversation went like this:
C: Mommy, what's that? (as he is poking my boob)
J: That's my boob.
C: Is that your big boob?
J: Sure buddy.
C: Is that your other big boob? (as he pokes my other boob)
J: You bet bud. You bet....
Since then, Curtis has asked if he can see the girls as he proceeds to try and lift up my shirt. He's just interested, but i think it's time to shut the door when i pee, and cover with a towel when i get out of the shower. Something so fascinating about it all in his mind. ;)
The conversation went like this:
C: Mommy, what's that? (as he is poking my boob)
J: That's my boob.
C: Is that your big boob?
J: Sure buddy.
C: Is that your other big boob? (as he pokes my other boob)
J: You bet bud. You bet....
Since then, Curtis has asked if he can see the girls as he proceeds to try and lift up my shirt. He's just interested, but i think it's time to shut the door when i pee, and cover with a towel when i get out of the shower. Something so fascinating about it all in his mind. ;)
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