Okay, let’s see… what’s going on these days?
Well, as you may have noticed if you’ve landed here, I’ve decided to consolidate all my various blogs into one big one. Easier to do now with the spiffy new magazine layouts than it was a few years back. 2013 done, only a gazillion more years to go 😛 I’m taking the opportunity to clean up links, better organize categories and properly tag photos, so who knows when that will be done. Good thing I’m in an especially OCD frame of mind these days.
Offline, pretty much the same story. I noticed the first signs of compulsive nesting behavior about a month ago when I could no longer resist the siren call of Pinterest and finally started using my account. I’d signed up years ago out of a feeling of duty to try the newest shiny thing, but have held out for this long, yes. Not only have I been browsing, I’ve been actively trying out assorted pins in a bid to whip this household into shape before D-day. Where this energy is coming from, I’ve no clue.
Speaking of D-day. That’d be a little less than 2 months from now, if everything is going according to plan. Yep, I’m 8 months in. Which is where the title of this post comes in. Because wow, they’re not kidding about the heartburn. It was bad enough before when it came along with the morning sickness, but now it’s Revenge of Heartburn, triggered by the smallest amounts of food. Sigh.
This goes with me everywhere. A half-liter bottle of life-saving goodness. The label warns you not to drink from the bottle. You can hear the snorts of derisive laughter in maternity wards across the world. When you’re swigging the stuff after every snack (you can’t really call them meals when you can only stomach tiny portions 6 times a day) and at random points in the middle of the night, there’s no time for a measuring spoon. Part of me wants to put this stuff in a flask and really start disturbing people. Also, bonus perk – it’s a legitimate source of calcium, which my nurse has been urging me to get more of, since I’m normally not a huge dairy consumer.
So yes, that’s generally what’s up hereabouts. How goes life with you?