The one about the 10th week

Are you getting the picture? I guess I'm blogging week by week about The Beanness.

However, there's just not much else to report that changed from last week, so I'll just let you know how last week went.

Last week was the first week I actually felt queasy so to speak. Except that I figured something out. When I feel sick, I have two, nay three, options:

• eat something and throw up
• eat something and it stays down
• loosen my skirt and keep it together by a rubber band

Since I have yet to throw up, a blessing I daily thank God for, I decided whenever I feel sick to just eat something and risk it. It's like Esther - "If I perish, I perish." You know, from the Bible.

And the rubber band is an excellent solution. Since my skirts are still fitting me in the backside and that is SO IMPORTANT TO ME, and I have yet to need to wear an actual maternity skirt.

I also decided this baby is not in charge of my food preferences. I'm not going to let it tell me that I can't have pizza, mexican food, or spaghetti. That's what my friends The Tums are for.

Which, by the way, Mr Lemon's dad makes a fabulous spaghetti dinner. And so, since Granddad fed his newest grandchild spaghetti last week, The Beanness better learn to like it in utero. It's a staple in our families.


Yesterday our church had a great picnic to celebrate most of us being off work for that federal holiday called Labor Day. Mr Lemon remarked that next year I get two Labor Days. The actual one, and the federal holiday. lol! He's so funny! And, may I add, quite THE HOTTIE when he plays basketball AND hits a home run all in the same day.

I appreciate all the comments both published and the verbal ones my mom hears about what my due date should be. While I would love to please you all and have this baby on eleventy billion different days, I'm thinking that isn't possible. I'm hoping to at least make it past Easter, which is March 23rd, and keep it before Tax Day. Just for my personal satisfaction to not have my firstborn on the day that the IRS demands you give them your firstborn to remain an upright citizen in this country.