What's that - you're hungry? HAH!

I am being seriously pwned by my stomach. Blah.

When I was first having a hard time eating, Mum said, "Eat soda crackers." Makes sense, right? Saltines and all that.

One night while working for Mum at the tea shop, I was hungry...but nothing appealed to me. Then I remembered what Mum said about soda crackers. They carry these 4-packs of soda crackers for serving with soup, so I ate one. And then another. And another. And before I realized it, I'd ingested 5 or 6 packages of crackers. I finished work at midnight and thought, "Screw this, I am going to go buy myself a massive package of crackers."

So I did! I bought a ginormous package of crackers!

We're talking 16 times more than this, SRSLY

I went home and immediately ate 1/8 of them. OH MAN were they ever good!

The next day I had a similar problem, so I had Addison bring me a bowl full of crackers. I put one in my mouth. And immediately spit it out. That's right, I couldn't even stomach soda crackers anymore. Sometimes I think that there's someone out to get me.

Hilarious side note: I have discovered something that I can eat that will not, under any circumstances, make me ill. Go on, guess. Give up?

Sushi.

Kaytlyn

...SURPRISE!

On Thursday, August 6th, my husband Addison and I found out that we were going to be parents.

Surprise!

It was a shocking moment for us, to say the least. Addison spent the next few days walking around looking like he'd shit his pants (for some reason, his knees refused to bend). I was mostly overcome by the rapid beating of my heart. I guess it's not usual for people to respond to a pregnancy with fear, but what can I say? It doesn't take me much to make me paranoid! And this is pretty intense. I mean, other than the obvious concerns over having a child - money, space, money - I also have my health to worry about as well.

I asked my mother if she was afraid when she first discovered she was pregnant with my brother. She said, "No, not really afraid, though maybe I was just too stupid. I only felt fear when I went into labour. I said, 'Okay, I've changed my mind!'"

Since I have so many friends who would [presumably/hopefully?] be interested in this sort of thing, I have decided to document the process in a blog. Surely I am not the first to do this, but possibly I am not the least entertaining! Fingers crossed.

Kaytlyn