Wild Eyes

I am now that mom. I have the wild look in my eye. The look you recognize in someone else and hope you never wear- I have it. I remember hearing mothers talk about doing the grocery shopping in the middle of the night. I would think, you are crazy... just go to the store in the daytime like a normal person. Well, I have done it. In fact, it was just the other night. I left the house at 11:20 pm to go grocery shopping. I was wearing sweats (remember the days when I thought people wearing sweats out of the house had given up on life?) a tank top with vomit, Uggs and a parka. I was looking hot! Anyway, I did my shopping and ENJOYED myself! I was alone! I could look at (or not look at) whatever I wanted. I didn't have to hurry! I didn't have to explain everything from colors, to products, to my reasons why! It was GLORIOUS! The feeling wore off when I got the register with 4 WIC checks, but for 20 whole minutes, I was just me.

Dreams

I have been having crazy dreams this past few weeks. I think it is being pregnant and not really sleeping, but who really knows.
The other night I had a dream that I was taking a class in a nuclear plant. We were about to take a test and our teacher was giving us instructions. She then said when we were finished she was going to the hospital (also in the plant) to see Jonathan. Well, I figured out that this was my cousin, and asked that i go with her. As I walked down the stairs I see my aunt standing there. She was all frantic ans said my other cousin April would be really happy if I went and sat with them. So, I did.
I get into the room and April is so happy to see me. She says, "Do you want to hold him?" Now keep in mind that Jonathan and April are adults. I say, "okay," and they hand me a white potato bug with foil on his head. Inside the foil is a raw chicken breast (obviously his brain). Weird. He then says, "I want to be with my kind." WTF? I turn my head to look at April and he runs away.
I spent the rest of the night searching shagg carpet looking for a freaking potato bug. I wish I could just get some sleep!

It looks like 2 pigs fighting under a blanket

Why do women feel the need to comment on how a pregnant woman looks? I wouldn't tell my best friend that she looks like she is having twins, much less a stranger. Do you just walk up to any woman and tell her how giant she looks? I don't. Today I was at a yard sale walked by a lady and said, "you look miserable." Then I got to tell her that I still have 2 months to go. While I write this Brian asks why it is such a shot to my ego? I might scratch his eyes out. It really isn't a shot, I just think it is weird that pregnancy gives women license to say whatever they want to the prego woman. I don't do it, and I hope you don't either.