I knew getting into this that pregnancy comes with more possible side effects than any other condition known to (wo)man. You hear about everything from hair loss to having your feet get bigger. The thing is, no one tells you about the really important stuff, so I thought I would share:
Becoming a toilet paper snob - I’ve never been brand loyal before, in fact, as I’ve mentioned before I have always had a hard time making decisions in that isle because I never knew what made toilet paper “good.” Let me tell you that after tripling the number of times I use it in a day, I now have an opinion.
You are expected to be grumpy. People who ask how you are doing will be surprised if you respond otherwise. You can really shock people by responding with a smile, although most of them will still think it's forced.
Lowered standard of achievement – On the days I accomplish nothing, no one is surprised. If I manage to do something in a day, no matter how insignificant, people are impressed (and sometimes concerned).
Perfect strangers talk to you, ask personal questions, and offer to give you things. In fact, on Sunday we went for a little walk around the neighborhood, and a woman who was in her front yard with her toddler flagged us down to ask if we were having a boy, because if we were she had clothes to give us. She also asked about our childproofing efforts, and sent us on our way with a toilet lock and her phone number, so that after the baby comes we can get outlet covers and a safety gate.
If you haven't read this book you should stop what you're doing and read it now--there are only two months left for peak Dandelion Wine reading season! Seriously though, start it now and pace yourself to finish at the end of August. I just finished it again (I know, I didn't take my own advice) this book seriously is written sunshine.
Extra points for reading it outside in the grass, a hammock, or a tree.
The book I've been plugging away at this summer is American Grace (the book that Quentin L. Cook Mentioned in his April General Conference address). I feel kinda nerdy about this one because it's basically the results of a massive survey about religion turned into a book, so it's not exactly a page turner... but I think it is really interesting to follow trends in our society as changes in religion happen (and the other way around).
The Five People You Meet in Heaven I actually just finished this afternoon and I loved it. It's a quick read by the guy who wrote Tuesdays with Morrie. I liked this one even more, because it's less about death and more about how connected our lives are with other people. Wholeheartedly recommend it.
I know, I know, you're all getting tired of reading about my craft projects and you wish I would go back to talking about some interesting adventure or another. But at 8+ months preggo, our nuttiest adventure in the last week was going to the car seat clinic hosted by the fire department.
Educational and enlightening? Yes
Thrilling enough to warrant sharing? Not exactly.
So back to my project.
On Wed I was going through my list of all baby stuff we need and realizing that we are pretty much there except for some odds and ends and the fact that we only have about two toys for the poor kid. So I was looking online, and apparently the cool thing these days are the baby "activity gyms" (and we're all about building healthy habits for life over here).
After looking at about a zillion of them online, I decided as I usually do that I could totally make one myself. I did... and it's got some quarks, but I think for the most part it's infant safe and all that:
I assigned Cam the gym part, which he built with PVC pipe. It took me longer than it should have because I wanted it to be able to come apart and go through the wash, so the pole covers are attached to the mat with buttons underneath. I also made the little loops on top with snaps, so that if he doesn't like the toys I made, we can at least put up something that he is interested in... like socks or cardboard or whatever.
But really, how could he not like this guy?
He's so happy and cuddly you just want to die! I figure, at very least if our baby doesn't like it, then I have a new toy (and I could probably use the gym too at this point).