Vegas Heat, Punches, and Coke Cravings

Being pregnant in the Vegas heat sucks. It is about 110 degrees here in Las Vegas today, and I am about to lose my mind. When you go outside you can feel your shoes melting on the asphalt. I’m so exhausted from the heat that I just feel like lying on the couch all day and not doing anything. This of course is not possible because we are moving in less than 2 weeks. There is still so much left to pack, and so many walls to finish painting.

Daphne has been using my uterus as a punching bag. I’m feeling it more and more as she is getting heavier. She seems especially active after I eat. She is getting so big that it is boggling my mind. I can tell exactly where she is just by pressing on my stomach.

We need a vacation so bad. If only money wasn’t an issue! I’m sure that everyone else is feeling just about the same. It’s just so hot here in this miserable excuse for a city. In this heat I get so grumpy and irritable. I want to go up north to Canada or Alaska or Washington or someplace bearable. It is too darn hot.

I’m still trying to find a decent pair of shoes to fit my fat feet. I ended up buying some Lucky Brand ballerinas, but my feet have been killing me, especially since I am on my feet all day at work. They don’t have enough support, and my ankles swell up by the end of the night. I want a pair of Pumas but they are expensive, and we are tight on money because we are moving soon.

I've been craving Coca Cola lately. I’ve been indulging that craving and I feel so terrible about it. Caffeine is really bad for pregnant women, and even worse for the fetus. It can cause all sorts of developmental problems, and cause low birth weight. I feel so selfish for having drunk all that Coke.

I can’t believe I am already more than half way through my pregnancy! On Friday I was exactly at the half-way point. The countdown has officially begun!