Post Toikey!

Well, the dead bird is eaten...and no queasies! Tday food is all good! YAY!
I even got to get out and be with people! I mean, people who aren't me, Billy, the dog or Cletus!
(I think Cletus is a BEAUTIFUL name for a fetus, Robert!)

Of course, still had some sicky fun this weekend, but all in all, not bad.

And it's official...I can't fit into any of my pants. Even my huge, stretchy ones.

I have to say: I don't really like being pregnant. Maybe I'll feel better when Cletus is kicking me from my innards? :)

Enough for now...back to work.
Love
Me N Clee

Toikey!

Over the river and thru the woods, to GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE WE GO!
The (car) horse knows the way to carry the sleigh (in 65 degree weather)
thru the white and drifting snoooo-ooow! (I wish)

Over the river and thru the woods OH HOW THE WIND DOES BLOW! (No, really!)
It stings your toes and bites your nose (and flares your ragweed allergies)
as over the ground we go!
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Tonight is my family dinner for Thanksgiving. Turkey, sure...but it's the dressing, casserole and pie that I'm after. Carbs? Me? Ummm....

Dude, I've been dreaming of this dinner, literally. AND abstained from eating anything remotely Thanksgiving-y for fear of baby-rejection. I can just see me, all queasy, watching everyone eat from the front porch. "Hi, Paw-Paw! How's dem sweet taters? Ooooh, nice lookin rolls, Gramma!"

Speaking of dreams...several people have come to me, saying they have had dreams about my upcoming child. Almost always, it's in regards to the sex of the baby.
I dreamed a LOT of my baby way before I was pregnant. Now I dream about being able to dance all night long OR being able to save the cheerleader so I can save the world. (Nope, not kidding.)

I guess I should write something here about my actual Cletus-ness, eh?
Well, last Saturday was the best day I had in a long time. I felt good ALL day...all energetic...no queasies...no aching.
Then Sunday came. Sigh.
Oh well, it can't rain all the time. Right?

Thanks to everyone for your comments and for your sweet empathies and advice.
Back to being pregnant, now.
BYE!
Kimmer & Cletus.

In the midst of it all...

Whatever you do today...be kind.
Be gracious and grateful.

Regardless of how pregnant & uncomfortable I get...I pray that I will constantly be reminded of

how GOOD God really is.

Kimmer & Cletus

And for those who have not talked to me recently...I really, REALLY feel like I'm going to have a little girl. Wouldn't that just be justice?? haha

Queso is MAGIC.

So far, one thing REALLY makes the icky belly better: tortilla chips and queso. Today's lunch: Tortilla chips and queso.
Nearly everything else is a NO. I'm talking saltines, french fries, salad, grilled chicken...everything, basically.

I got to see my child for the first time yesterday and I have to say it was really overwhelming.
I mean THERE IS A WHOLE PERSON IN THERE! Well, not quite whole yet...but it's a person - because I saw the heart beat.
And I'm exactly on track...just like the ticker says at the bottom: 8 weeks, 5 days.
So, it's really real...and I'm really preggo. Really.

I'm ready to stop feeling like ka-ka and start being excited and all WOO HOO!
I don't post much b/c I have only been feeling crappy and tired and then poo-y.
Please join me in looking forward to the future, where I'm told it will get better...

right before it gets worse. :)
Love to all,
Kimmer & Cletus

P.S. Thanks so much to those close to me who are being all kick-ass supportive. You know who you are, girls.