Leaning Tower of Calvin

Past the fourteen week mark, and regardelss of which rumor you listen to, definately past the first trimester! I know, there is probably an actual factual indisputable answer to the "when does the first trimester end question"... I was personally given three of them. The first one I think I made up mysef; 9 months of pregnancy, tri=3, 3 "mesters" of 3 months each, 1 month=4 weeks, 4x3 =12 weeks per mester! Easy.... so I was dissapointed when I started to express some calm after passing the first trimester according to baby-math by Calvin around 12 weeks, and was told, uhm nope. Somewhere I heard 13 something, somewhere I heard 14... but now we're past 14... ring a bell and shout hooray.

Kristen's been doing great. But we had to recently start thinking about which medications she can and can't take for normal day to day stuff. Personally I hate all medication, If I wasn't so lazy I'd be a naturalist, but if I start to hurt bad enough I suddenly become quite content with the idea of taking pain killers. I've never bothered to try to convince others that I am right in avoiding medications, again, that would take work and energy. Plus I know a lot of people who sincerely need the stuff. It was funny to hear Kristen say the other day, "I know I caaaaan take that, but if I can avoid it, none is better." Kristen is not a druggy, just doesn't share my aversion to pills. It's funny how having a sentient being attached to your innards can change your thought process.

(ok, quick fact, I'm not encouraging Kristen to avoid any medication and I welcome with open arms all forms of pain inhibitors during pregnancy and birth. I bless modern medicine and medication that has got us this far!)

She has been getting a combination of a cold and allergies, and finally admitted she needed some pills this morning, I hope they work.

She stayed home from chuch, though she put forth a good fake effort of remorse at the thought, leading me into encouraging her more and more to stay home. She tried to use her feminine powers of persuasion to get me to stay home with her, but I had callings I couldn't get out of.

I would like to now take three paragraphs to emotionally express how much I love having my eternal mate join me in attending our meetings, worshiping and learning together, holding hands while singing hymns....

but today I just wanted her there to keep me from falling over as I fell asleep in sacrament meeting. I literally awoke more than once at a 45 degree angle to one side or the other! Gave myself whiplash almost falling forward once too. Ahh well, nothing injured but my pride, she got her nap, I got mine.

Beautiful weather this weekend. It is supposed to continue all week. Both schools I teach at are on spring break!! Ring another bell and shout a still louder hoorah! I still have to do the college thing, I am so glad this semester is almost over. I have been liking being back in school, feeling dedicated yadda yadda, but not liking my classes this semester.

I have to have two long papers done by tomorrow night for two different group projects. One group is fine, one is of the devil.

I started to work out in the yard Saturday, so nice. I got good and tired out, and all scratched up.. all over the place. I must admit to using an explative as I ran the side of my head into a low hanging branch cruelly lurking just outside of my peripheal vision. Stupid cherry tree, no that is not the explative I chose.

I had to stop and wonder how my child would first embarrass me by parroting some inappropriate word or comment at the least opportune time in the future. My experience has taught me that everyone just blames it on a cousin or daycare... :)

Pregnant Kristen has been nice and cuddly so far, a little more than normal. I readily admit to liking it. It kind of rings my bell, as I whisper into her ear a little hooray.