Thursday, September 17, 2009

You've Really Got A Hold on Me

My ode to Macaroni and Cheese...

I love macaroni and cheese, any kind really. I especially love the old run of the mill, out of the box Kraft kind. I know, I'm fancy. It seems like mac and cheese has had a significance in my life from a very early period.

My first memories of mac and cheese...I can't have been older than 3 or 4, and I, excuse the graphic nature of this memory, but I got sick in the hallway of what is now my home again and my sister SWEARS I left a "macaroni trail" which I kind of recall. Gross, but there it was.

Every time I was sick or stayed home from school with something, my mom made me macaroni and cheese, and to this day anytime I feel under the weather, that's what I want to eat if I feel like eating. And it's really perfect if Mom is around to make it.

It was the food I could make myself from start to finish, no problem. Since then I'd like to say my culinary skills have somewhat improved and I've even made mac and cheese from scratch, but I did get the timing down to a flat 7 minutes when it comes to the kraft version.

And now that I'm growing a person, its the food I want ALL THE TIME. I guess you'd call it a craving. Now don't get me wrong, I don't eat this stuff everyday (Mom, this is for you), and I'm happy to incorporate other foods into my meals, but I kind of need it at least once a week. Today at lunch, Danny made some and I couldn't get out the door to head back for work until I had some of his...I already ate my lunch. I asked him to pick up some at the store the other day and when he came home with 12 boxes, I figured I was a little obsessed.

Hopefully, when my child is old enough to fully enjoy the goodness that is mac and cheese, I will let him/her actually eat some.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

How Does it Feel?

I always wondered what it would feel like to be pregnant.

For the first week or two after finding out, it was pretty nauseating, but that was about it.

For the next 5 or so weeks after that, I was asleep, so I can't recall what it was like. Seriously, I always read that being tired was a big symptom of pregnancy and there were months this past year where I thought I was more tired and so yes, I must be this time! But then, no. Oh man, that tired compared to "growing a human" tired is NOTHING! I couldn't walk around my house without having to lie down for 20 minutes and doze off. I went to bed pretty much by 6pm, asleep for sure by 8:30pm every night and took a nap each weekend day. I was also a grump because I was so tired, so I'm sure everyone around me had a blast with that.

Now I've entered the 2nd trimester. The extreme tired has faded, though I get worn out quicker. And even though I somehow managed to lost 2 pounds at my last doctor's appointment, my pants no longer fit unless they are elastic-waisted. Odd. However I don't really look pregnant, I look fatter. And for the past two days I've been experiencing pretty uncomfortable "hey I think my uterus is growing" pains that get extra bad after I eat any kind of food. So I've instructed Danny to get me lots of fruit to eat because for some reason I think that will do the trick (I base this on nothing other than watermelon sounds really good right now). Also, if I talk about Mac and Cheese, I have to eat it and I'm sure that's not helping my pants situation any.

But you know what? It's FANTASTIC!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

One child is born, and the world carry on...

We are having a baby!

You have no idea (well, most of you do) how long I've been waiting to put out this post.

Coming this spring, late March in fact, baby Moyer will be making "its" debut. We will most definately be finding out whether a son or daughter joins the family and we have no preferences. Danny and I couldn't be happier and this has been a dream long in the making...but its like everyone says, it happens when it happens and it has happened.

Of course it is going to be a bittersweet moment for me because my Dad will not be physically there, but I know he'll be spiritually there and I hope that our child will be graced with some of his qualities, too. He did know we were expecting and was very happy for us, and for that I'm thankful.

But for now, we wait with excitement for our first child. Excitement, joy, and every now and then a flash of "oh my god, what are we doing?!" and then excitement again.