Pregnancy X Files

The other day, RT was able to feel the baby move for the first time. What an awesome moment! I said to him "Isn't that amazing?!" He replied "Ya, but I can't stop thinking about that movie scene where the alien pops out of the guys stomach."

Funny he should say that because I thought of the exact same thing the first time I felt the baby move about six weeks ago. It got me thinking about all the wierd things that come along with pregnancy. Now I know that every woman is different and every pregnancy is different, so I thought I would put together a brief list of the wierdness that I have experienced so far. If not for your reading enjoyment, then just so I can look back on these memories fondly when they are in the DISTANT past.

1. HEART BURN!!!!! Oh my! I have never experienced anything like it. It is a daily occurance. And every time I think it can't get any worse, it does. This is the number one cause of sleepless nights for me now.

2. Crazy, sometimes boardering on psychotic, dreams. I have never had such vivid dreams before. I wouldn't mind if they weren't always so disturbing. I've taken to praying for good dreams at night because I wake up so often feeling emotionally exhausted after these nightmares. Some of them are truely straight out of the X Files. Fortunately this has turned into a faith promoting experience because the prayers do work.

3. Light headed and dizzy spells. Sometimes I feel like I'm on drugs when I get these.

4.Hair. This is by far the wierdest and grossest one. (Please don't read this one if you have a weak stomach.) My leg hair hardly grows, and my armpit hair has disappeared all together. Not that this is a bad thing. It's just that other parts of my body(which shall remain unnamed for your sanity) seem to be growing fur!!!!! SICK!!!!!!!!!

5. No wait! Maybe this is the wierdest one. Yesterday, RT and I went bowling with our good friends Joseph and Ashley. We only go a few times a year, but it's often enough that everyone involved knows that I suck at bowling. I will always have the lowest score: it is a given. If I break 80 I feel like I've had a good game. I figured yesterday would be no exception, but some how I bowled the game of my life! I scored 126!! What in the world happened? Perhaps my body finally figured out the hand-eye coordination thing. Although, that's unlikely considering I seem to be significantly less coorinated now than ever. So I suppose this one will have to be resigned to the Pregnancy X Files.