19.1 Weeks Along - Feeling Blahhhhh

Yeah....blah.

But, better than I was the other day. It took a heavy dose of prayer and just letting the guy upstairs deal with things. I've become totally unable to cope with being pregnant, the move, and the waiting and waiting and waiting to hear back about this position for Gareth. All is good and he was assured by the area Pres here in Maine that all feedback had been postive, it just seems to not be high on this company's priority list to move any faster than a snails pace. I know they had a huge bid they just presented, but still, how much longer do we have to wait?

Uhg.

So I had a teensy little breakdown of sorts. Just all the stress catching up. And the insomnia which has been unbearable. Just loads of tears and my typical pessimism taken to fanatical heights. I do think the insomnia was making things worse. I've only been averaging maybe 2 hours of sleep a night in the last 10 or so days. I finally rang up my doctor about it and ya know what she said? Have a glass of wine and some Benadryl before bed. And she reminded me to take it easy during the move and let the movers do the work, that's what we're paying them for.

The Benadryl I'm down with and I took it the other night and it helped. But I am not "going there" with the wine/alcohol thing. She told me that moderation was the key, but I'm still not ok with being pregnant and consuming alcohol. Just too many what-ifs and worries that roll around in my mind. I'm already a bad girl.....having 2-3 caffiene beverages a week. And again, I was told that 1-2 per day was fine....but still, why is the norm to avoid caffiene like the plague? I've read enough of the published studies to know the excessive use of both caffiene and alcohol are linked with problems in babies. And that even moderate alcohol use has been shown to cause marked problems. So why chance it?

But that's not to say that I wouldn't kill for an icy cold, frozen margarita. A nice fruity one where you can't even taste the booze!

Anyhow on a totally unrelated note- well not related to consuming questionable things while pregnant, I get the keys to the new place on Tuesday afternoon. So am going to spend Tuesday night and Wednesday afternoon and evening trying to get as much little stuff in as possible. The less time the movers spend moving stuff means the more money we'll save. And at $110 an hour, I'd like to save a few hours if possible. I think their biggest challenge is going to be getting that monster of a bed back down the stairs. Uhg. Better them than me and a bunch of friends doing it. Still though, wish Gareth were going to be here. Just seems wrong to move into this place alone and fix it up myself. But then, I could just unpack the "musts" and leave the rest for when he gets here...*wicked grin*....Nawwww, won't do that as he'll be busy enough and probably have to spend a month in Burlington as was advised beforehand, getting to know the company, systems, protocols, way of doing things, etc. *sigh*

Well I'm off downstairs to make a brunch of strawberries, oranges and some low-carb pancakes. Yummmm. Both peanut and I are lookin' forward to it!