Friday, October 21, 2011

Preggo my Eggo Update: 30 weeks down, 10 to go.

I am still running! Yay! Well, not exactly running, but waddling faster than a walk during segments of House Hunters/A Baby Story, then walking during the commercials. Unless I have a contraction that makes me want to pee myself. Then I have to walk either way. Don't worry, you don't have to hate me and unsubscribe. I am still downing cheese sticks and cupcakes and packing on the weight. I'm no Gwyneth. I just like to run short distances very slowly, pregnant or not. I feel that it is all about to come to an end, but I am super stoked to have made it this far. Things have been a lot easier this time and I think it has a lot to do with the fact that I have been more active.

WTF Comment of the Week:
WTF Commentator: How have you been feeling?
Me: I have felt really good this time around. It has been a lot easier than last time.
WTF Commentator: Well you know what they say, "Easy pregnancy. Hard baby."
Me: Oh. OK.

What I wanted to say was, "I should punch you in the neck for saying something like that to me." What does that even mean? I should hope for a horrible pregnancy so I don't have an a$$hole baby? Sounds like I am in for 9 months of hell either way. I guess I will take the option that allows me to drink while I cry.


Hi, my name is Julie and I am a closet pickle eater. I find that I am embarrassed to eat pickles while pregnant. I feel like if anyone catches me they will make a big deal out of it and I will have to crush their heads. It is just pickle to go on the side of my sandwich people. It isn't like a made a chocolate shake out of them!

Closet Pickle Eater


  1. I am not pregnant, not particularly fertile, and not becoming pregnant. But after seven or so Claussen dill slices, I feel an extreme urge for a bowl of ice cream. I have not told anyone about it until now.

  2. I had to comment because I had the most awesome pregnancy. I ran 2 miles every other morning till wk 30, then walked till the end. I even walked 3 laps around labor & delivery 3hrs before my lil man was born. (don't hate me I gained nearly 40 lbs and 8. Mon later still have ways to go) but damn has he been hard. what an asshole that person was, of someone had said that to me then, I would be stabbing a voodoo doll repeatedly and on a daily basis!


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