Are the 80′s Making a Comeback?

I have only bought two books about pregnancy, The Girlfriends Guide to Pregnancy and The Pregnancy Journal. That’s enough for me. Girlfriends Guide is cute, but I get really distracted and bored after about 5 minutes. I’m just the type of person that wants answers to what is plaguing me at the moment; I don’t really care to read about things that aren’t happening to me personally. Mainly, because a) um, they aren’t happening to me and b) sometimes my scary hypochondriac mind starts to think that maybe those things ARE happening to me. And that is not good. Not to mention counter-productive.

So, I have really enjoyed The Pregnancy Journal. Essentially, it is a day-to-day guide and journal for ladies with buns in the oven. I really appreciate the concise daily information about the growth of my baby and what it means to me. For instance, yesterday’s blurb was:

The hard, bony part of the baby’s palate is now completely formed. The bony plate divides the mouth from the nose and makes it possible for your baby to eat and breathe simultaneously. The muscles in the walls of the digestive tract have become functional and are beginning to practice the contractions they will make when they have food to digest. Your baby’s growth rate has slowed somewhat. It has doubled its weight in the last week to almost 1/2 ounce; its length has increased to 2 1/2 inches.

This type of information is perfect for me, plus it’s coupled with interesting food facts and health information. So, yeah, I really like this book.

This morning, I opened it up with a little more excitement than usual because today marks the first day of my second trimester. Woohoo! I had a feeling today’s blurb might be a little special.

Instead, I read something about kidney nephrons and this:

Take care to wear comfortable clothes that don’t restrict movement or inadvertently cut off your circulation. If you are not quite ready to wear maternity clothing yet, select transitional styles, such as loose sweaters and stretch leggings.

STRETCH leggings? Stretch LEGGINGS? Why in the hell would I want to wear stretch leggings? Just those words conjur up visions of big hair, Ray Ban Wayfarers and bright fuschia stirrup pants (with white socks underneath the stirrups and tan huaraches). I’m already feeling poochy and fat considering I’m in the “in-between” phase (or the “ass-ugly” phase, as I prefer to call it). I’m not so sure stretch leggings and an oversized sweater are going to boost my self-confidence right now.

Who is this author? More importantly, when was this book written? I checked the info, and it was published in 1996! And revised in 2005! Were stretch leggings acceptable in 1996? Let’s see, I was graduating from college that year, and the answer is a resounding NO. I was watching movies like Fargo, Jerry Maguire and the English Patient. I was listening to Beck Odelay and Boys for Pele by Tori Amos. And, OK FINE, I was listening to Gangsta’s Paradise by Coolio. Whatever.

My point (and I do have one) is that stretch leggings were not appropriate in 1996 nor in 2006. And especially not appropriate for pregnant women EVER.

PREGNANT WOMEN OF THE WORLD, UNITE!




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Aargh

I’m in the process of making a whoorlito gender poll for my website, but for some completely asinine reason, when I try to post it, it turns my entire page green.

BUGGER.

Even my smartypants art director/graphic designer husband can’t figure it out. Oh well, at least it gives me something to do besides scorching my retina watching 834 episodes of Everyday Italian and Paula’s Home Cooking.

By the way, thanks for all the de-lurkdom! I loved it!




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Boy or Girl Update **whoorlita in the lead**

Hi there, I’m bored. I bet you can’t guess where I am. No really, guess. Oh, come on, one little guess.

FUCKING MAKE A GUESS, NOW!

Oh, I’m so sorry! Some pent-up energy must have escaped my tender motherly heart. Here’s a hint – it’s the same place as yesterday and the day before and the day before and the day before, infinitely and forever.

My bed.

But not for the reasons you might think. Nope, nosirreebob. You see, I’ve been given the go-ahead regarding the baby. “Things look perfect! No more bed rest for you!” “Please run through the hills singing at the top of your lungs!” “Wrestle an alligator with all of your might!”

Well, maybe I can’t RUN through the hills, but I could take a nice leisurely walk if I felt the need. But nope, I’m stuck in bed with this crappy cold that has lasted for 5 DAYS and I can’t seem to get rid of it. AND I’M GOING CRAZY. You’ve read about my colds or “pinto bean syndromes” before…they last for 36 hours, tops. 36 HOURS. NOT 879,000 HOURS, PEEPS!

***ANN CURRY UPDATE***

It seems Ann has brushed her hair today! Holy shit! She must have gotten my memo!

***ANN CURRY UPDATE***

Anyway, I’m bored and learning through my detailed “colds and pregnancy” google searches that it takes much longer for colds to work their course in pregnant women. So I just will have to wait it out. Bored. And bored. Did I mention I was bored?

Thank God for my wireless laptop. At least I can sit in my bed and fill my brain with frightening pregnancy stories from TLC online and Babycenter. Awesome.

WAIT! I know what I want to do. You know how last week was De-Lurking Week? And I didn’t ask ANYONE to de-lurk because I’m cool like that? Well honestly, I didn’t because I wasn’t sure anyone would actually do it, and My Ego! My Fragile Ego! Well, how about if all of you fabulous people leave me a comment today? Today would be PERFECT, considering I am going to refresh my comments page every 6.5 seconds until I go to sleep tonight.

Oh, come on! Don’t you want to make a sick, bed-ridden pregnant woman’s heart beam with pride and true happiness?

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*courtesy of papernapkin

UPDATE:

How about you de-lurk to tell me if you think I am having a boy or girl. I’m very curious.




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