The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly

The great thing about this blog is that we both get to chronicle exactly what happens during this wonderful pregnancy. We can write about the blessings, the great gift of life, and all of the “good” things that are happening to us. Fortunately, the blog allows us to write about not only the “good”, but also the “bad” and the “ugly”. And I’m here this early morning to write about all three; “The good, the bad, and the ugly”.

The Good
Last night I was able to feel the baby moving like I never felt before. Kandis was sleeping, so I had some “me and baby time” as Kandis would say. Each time I felt the baby move, I would just let out a little chuckle. For some reason the baby’s movements was amusing to me. During the time I found myself saying a little prayer. I am not sure of what I said; I just let the Spirit have Its way. It was such a memorable night until…

The Bad
Kandis has been noticeably more “gassy” over the past few days. And when I say “noticeably”, I really mean it. And last night she really, let me say, left her mark all over the house. I don’t know what it is, but it’s “bad”. Of course Kandis jokingly says, “That’s the baby!” I hope not! The smell is rancid. And in the midst of me and the baby enjoying a moment, Kandis… well… erupted! And the smell… Let’s just say that its “good” that the bedroom is next to the bathroom. Additionally, Kandis’ snoring has now become “bad” in nature. Maybe it’s because I’m not used to it. But recently the snoring level has elevated from 4 cylinder automobile to a 747 airplane! And it comes out in an odd mixture of nasal, moaning, groaning, and mumbling sounds. I find myself waking because her snoring is finding its way into my dreams. So I wake up just to check on her safety.

The Ugly
Unfortunately I have to write about what I call Kandis’ “ugly” approach to following vital “requests”. I am constantly “reminding” her about drinking water, taking her calcium tablets, and laying on her left side. I tried to use the “do it for the baby” approach, but that doesn’t work. And honestly, that makes me more upset because I’m like “if you can’t do it for our child, then what else can make you do it.” But beside that, she “needs” to be more vigilant about these things. It’s not just me that is suggesting these things, but the books say the same thing. (Not to mention our doctor).

So I have resorted to posting it on the blog. Because it’s not all “good”.

But it’s still all God!