Nothing to do with the baby girl

I have thought this for a long time and just need to write it out somewhere.

Note: Maybe don't read unless you are 18+, married, or comfortable reading about stuff married people (and others, I guess) do.

I hate this "Pro-choice" stuff. I mean first off, why does it have to be legal or illegal. Let people choose for themselves. Indeed, I am against abortion, but there are always circumstances, like rape and such, that I think may require someone to pray/meditate and decide. Their choice. Why does it have to be one way or the other? I think the government is too involved and we are encouraging it? Crazy.

Secondly, what the heck does "pro-choice" even mean? Because I do believe you have a choice, but I believe it begins before seeing a positive on a pregnancy test. If you don't want a baby, don't have sex. There  should be the real choice. I think people can be so selfish sometimes (me, included but in other ways). I am not judging, or at least not trying to, because everybody sins differently. I just don't get why people would take something that has that risk and expect that they be free from the consequences. Every choice has a consequence. In parenting, if you take away that consequence children become oblivious to the real world and don't learn life lessons. Their maturity level doesn't go up, if anything it goes down. Intercourse is something that shouldn't just be used for pleasure. It is a bonding experience that provides the opportunity to bring life.



Basically, Pro-choice is a ridiculous name for its cause.

the end.

38 weeks

How far along? 38 weeks +

Total weight gain: I think I hit 30. For some reason this past week, I gained a lot of weight (like 4 lbs!) I think it is the water retention because my feet swell up really fast nowadays.
Maternity clothes? Mostly yoga pants and maternity tops and Tshirts. I actually haven't worn maternity pants for quite some time because I don't have shorts and that belly band thing still works.
Sleep: It's wonderful when I can sleep for 4 hours or more without waking up because I'm uncomfortable... But I especially enjoy it when I don't wake up to go to the bathroom. TMI? It's true. 
Miss Anything? Not being next to the kitchen and toilet all day. << Still true. Especially the kitchen because I'm too tired to make anything, and I'm always hungry. Actually I guess the bathroom thing is true, too. I go like at least every 2 hours. 
Movement: She moves a lot. She has been such a good baby. The whole pregnancy, I've only been kicked in the ribs like twice. She's a good little girl!
Food cravings: I think I may be a late bloomer here. I crave anything anybody says (even things I didn't like before pregnancy like Asian Cuisine--still not so much on the seafood though). Just last night I read a status about Honey Nut Cheerios. I'm still exercising will power to not go out and buy some. Hey, maybe this hasn't helped too much with that weight gain.... haha
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope.
Gender: Girl 
Belly Button in or out? My sister calls it a duck bill. It's weird.<< Still the case. It just doesn't want to come out.
Wedding rings on or off? Friend's-extra-almost-looks-like-an-engagement-ring.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Honestly? I'll say moody. But it's mostly just a blob of mixed feelings--happy, anxious, worried, upset, joyful, etc.
Looking forward to: Holding my baby girl. But then again I'm not. I will miss her being inside my belly. This is not pregnancy related but family time! For the family reunion and my mom coming up to help with the baby and such. Not having to pee in a cup every time I go to the doctors. I have to go in twice a week now because I'm in the danger zone for having pre-eclampsia. I just went through a little scare today about having to be induced tonight but the blood work came back in our favor!

Dreams

I just thought I would take a minute and record some past funny dreams and some recent dreams. I'll start with the recent since I remember those best.

The most recent dreams I have had (the past week) have been variations of this:

I'm pregnant; I go to sleep; I wake up with a baby. I have no idea that I had gone into labor and can't recollect any memory of the event. I sit there and stare at the baby. Then, when I tell people she's here, they all ask me how big she is blah, blah, blah. And I have no idea. I have no record of it anywhere. I frantically search through my house trying to find some sort of document proving that I've had this baby and she's mine.

Actually, the first time I had this dream, I don't think I made it to telling people. I was just too confused on how in the world I could go through labor and not remember.

Funny how the part that scares me the most seems to disappear in fantasy land, no?




Anywho,

Some older dreams were no baby related, but I hear can be contributed to pregnancy?

I had lots and lots of dreams about high school (like 5-10 that I remember). Mostly band. Of course. Nothing unusual about these. There was one a month or 2 back where all the bass clarinets (from my junior year I believe) were performing with Josh Groban! How cool is that? We rocked it. Everybody loved our low notes. But that's probably because it was my dream and I love the low notes.

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I had dreams where we were just back in the band hall. Mr. Deppe was conducting. And it was pretty much set up exactly like it was.There were dreams of the slot room. Marching band. You name it.

I guess this was the case because sometimes pregnant people dream of a time when they weren't pregnant. Let's face it, high school was blissfully sweet. If you take out the drama. :) Oh, and not being sure of yourself. That was lame, too.

Once I had this dream that there was a leopard of some sort. And it wasn't nice. Obviously. I don't remember what happened. I'm pretty sure it was chasing me and I woke up before it got me. This one, according to pregnancy websites, portrays that being pregnant was scary and daunting to me. This was while in Mesa, so I was only maybe 12 weeks or so.

Those are the only ones I can really remember. 


Happy belated 4th of July!