long week

so the final week of my first trimester was a bit of a doozie. starting off by forgetting my doctor's appointment monday, but thank god i stayed home that day anyways, cuz it was worth it to make it. nurse useless took my medical history, but then when the doctor came, i got to hear the little heartbeat. fast, loud, clear, like the beating of a drum. i'm only disappointed adam missed it, as a result of my flakiness. next time we'll both be there, ipod recorder in hand, to really memorialize the experience.

then wednesday, i discovered i've put on 2 more pounds. i had been holding steady at an extra 10 since early on, but these extra 2 snuck up on me. to be fair, i haven't been nearly as active as i would like to be, but perhaps with more consistently-pleasant weather, that'll be more feasible. that, and not working quite so late at work. this week and last found me there at least an hour late, sometimes longer. good for the sick days i was out, bad for my efficiency after work, which was zero. also, i'm holding out for the second trimester energy boost i keep reading about. the need to eat every 2 hours is less urgent, but if i don't eat something, i tend to feel like crap. we'll see what the future weeks hold.

and then there was thursday. adam and i were being productive together (despite a worsening cold) and ran a couple of loads of dishes. load #2 resulted in an overflowing dishwasher, getting water all over, including in the laundry chute and in gibson's big crate. it wasn't until today (when my cold is waning, and my sense of smell is returning) that i realized just how wide-spread the funky water's reach was. thank goodness for bleach water- a spray and a wipe and hopefully all is better. so far so good.

alas, friday (and thursday) found me down for the count with a cold. just your garden variety mild fever, sneezing, coughing, plenty of solid phlegm for blowing.i feel like it's tapering off (like being able to stay vertical for more than 5 minutes) so i'm taking advantage by doing laundry (extra funky thanks to dishwasher water) and picking up around the house.

speaking of picking up, adam and i have agreed to make a concerted, joint effort to do more to keep the house clean. we're making a little progress, but not nearly as much as i'd like, but i'll accept the progress either way.

adam has been super cool this whole time and i don't think i tell him enough. i hear stories of baby daddys that are less than sensitive to changing mommas (both physical and emotional), but adam couldn't be more different. even my small breakdown the other day when the dog's bed kept me from stumbling to the bathroom for my nightly constitutional, adam was calm, cool and collected and helped me right away. it's a good thing to be happy with each other, happy with the potential future, happy in each other's company. it's almost too gushy and sweet to be true. my only challenge is to be as supportive and understanding when adam quits smoking (once baby arrives) and then we'll be made in the shade.