The Compilation

This week in Mama Kat’s Writer’s workshop, there was a pregnant topic.  I’m trying to not only write about being pregnant again but seeing as how it is a pretty big focus around here in addition to the happenings of toddler Caden I am not succeeding at my goals.  However, I thought that this prompt was a good opportunity to reflect on some of the funnier moments of last pregnancy and this one instead of starting from scratch.

* If you remember, when I was pregnant with Caden, my hubs was spending two weeks of every month offshore.  This left me to my own devices which was quite interesting as I got bigger…and bigger..and bigger.
So I bring you humorous pregnancy memory #1 = Adjusting to Isolation

* As I have already mentioned recently, I tend to ramble even more when pregnant.  Hard to believe right?  I also lose my train of thought…a lot.  Or, I just go with my train of thought even more which is dangerous. Humorous pregnancy memory #2 is a perfect example of both of those things. Waiting on Cankles and Cupcakes

* Then there was that time I got the” swine flu” when I was pregnant.  Naturally when you brought the word swine into my pregnant brain all I could think about was my need for bacon which I was in no state to eat at that point.  Ay yi yi.  The swine flu.  What ever happened to that media driven panic?  Pregnancy memory #3 = The Land of Oz and Swine

* My Top 20 Reasons You Know You’re Knocked Up pretty much speaks for itself….as do the comments on that post.

* You always hear chatter of abnormal cravings hormonal pregnant women have and I was no different.  It wasn’t the excessive need for red meat that threw me off, but this Christmas Craving in particular that was proving difficult.  I still think it is one of the nicest things my husband has ever done for me.  Ever.  Mainly because he took pity on me and in that moment (and right now) I was okay with that.

* The last humorous pregnant memory I will leave you with is the most recent one “Whaddya Know” where I tend to forget that I am pregnant.  Kind of.

Hopefully I walked you through “memory lane” and let you either recall such events yourself or made you never want to be pregnant. The latter is perfect if you are say 15.  Here is to many more hormonal ramblings in pregnancy!