I am SO Pregnant

The oddities of pregnancy can really be anything. Each pregnancy is different even with the same woman. There are cravings, emotions, ailments, emotions, sensations, emotions, pondering, emotions and did I mention emotions? Some women crave everything from gasoline to watermelon. Some feel fantastic, some live in the bathroom. Some blow up like blimps and some show the day they go into labor. It really is a wonderland and right now....I am Alice.

Every pregnancy, for me, has brought a desire for room temperature, Dole Pineapple out of a can. With Charli I wanted soft serve from DQ. With GG it was root beer floats. This time around, I don't have too much in the way of food cravings. I just want to be left alone as much as possible. Ha!

While my pregnancy consumes my world right now, I realize it does not consume yours. So, I will not turn this into and expose on all of the "stuff" in my world. However, I would like to point out that I am in an emotional state I don't recognize at all.

I am a chick. Chicks are supposed to have lots of emotions and feelings. I do. Just not as many as the average chick. However, I have experience a range of feelings like none other this time around.

I KNEW I was prego two days before it was confirmed. While watching  Annie, I lost it. Bawling like my cat had died. It was so strange. I remember (as I was trying to contain myself so I didn't scare the children) thinking, what in the world is this?????

I have very tender moments and very icky ones as well. Tonight while at the movies I cried during opening credits. I missed my Jaemi so badly. I looked down at my box of Jr. Mints (her fave) and just cried. I was pitiful. The other day, I had to warn Mark that I may or may not "lose it" for no apparent reason and that I could feel a fit coming on. I couldn't explain why but I could feel the ugliness bubbling at the surface. I apologized before it happened, just in case. It didn't happen. :)

Ok, now on to the inspiration behind this post. If you know me well, you know that I do not like dogs. I don't fear them. I can appreciate some of them (from a distance) but I just am not a dog person. If you are in my world and you have a dog, you know I tolerate it (or I try). In general, I don't like wet noses sniffing me ANYWHERE, especially in the areas they tend to go for. I don't like their smell, I don't like their slobber, I don't like them jumping on me, etc.

Now, there are a few exceptions to this. There have been a few dogs that I didn't mind (Annie Schei, Abby Kane) and there have been two dogs that I actually, genuinely like. At least that is all I can remember for now. The first dog I remember liking was Texas Johnson. He was just to cute to not like. The second is Tubbs Horne. Now, if you know both dogs, you will get  a chuckle out of that. A toy chihuahua and a bull mastiff. Ha!

Over the past month, I have had an obsession growing. I want a DOG! It started with a desire to have the family protected and then it just went like crazy. I thought I wanted a German Shepherd but after doing 3 hours of research (what in the world!?) I have decided that I want a Pharaoh Hound. Obviously, I have lost my mind. The hormones have taken over. I hope I return to my body again someday...

Are we getting a dog? NO! Do I still want one? Oh my goodness yes! I realized that I am crazy and therefore, it is all being processed here. Ha!

Who knows what will be next.....