pregnancy and the weiners circle

First baby #2 pressie from Jenny - who clearly knows me well

So, yea, about this whole PREGNANCY thing.

First of all, thanks to all the comments and emails and texts and hugs and facebook comments (because schmancy blogs have FB pages, didn't you know!?) and Twitter @s! I copied and pasted them all into a document and, if I ever get around to making a baby book for ANY of my children, I shall print them and include them.

SEVERAL of you have called me out on the whole "accident" factor of this pregnancy (Hi Mom!). My friend Shannon and I were talking the other day about it and I admitted it wasn't necessarily an accident in the true sense of the word. Not that you want to know The Details of my charting and/or birth control methods but I wasn't really paying attention. Intentional? Perhaps. Ish. Not necessarily. I guess if I'm honest I was hoping that it would just happen at some point. That being said, I am STILL in shock about how much it TOOK MY BREATH AWAY. It honestly surprised me. And it happened during a month I was already feeling somewhat dissatisfied with the world around me so it's taken several months to ADJUST to the idea of our family getting bigger and my sleepy time hours getting smaller.

So what made me take a pregnancy test? Oh, you know, THE WEINERS CIRCLE.

Let me explain. The Weiner's Circle is a hot dog stand owned by two white guys in an affluent area of Chicago. (Clearly you see where this is going, right? NO?!?) ANYWAY, this hot dog stand was featured on an episode of This American Life w/ Ira Glass (If you don't know, TAL is a Chicago radio show that is syndicated on public radio and had a couple of documentary-style seasons on Showtime - available via streaming on Netflix if you are interested.)

So, Karl and I are watching the show one night and the narrator, Ira Glass, starts talking about this hot dog stand and how 15 years ago they started being rude to the customers as a gimmicky type thing, right? And I'm laughing and all, "That's hilarious! Let's go to Chicago and eat hot dogs and yell curse words!! I love ALL those things!" AND THEN the segment goes on to showcase how the stand stays open until 5 in the morning and the horrible, awful things the late-night crowd say to the (predominately black) men and (mostly) women that work there. Here is the full clip if you would like to be disgusted. Somewhere on that clip (right before 6 minutes) the patrons are banging of the glass windows and demanding chocolate milkshakes which are, in fact, NOT on the menu and NOT a request for dairy deliciousness.

By the time the clip was over I was sobbing uncontrollably. And I mean UNCONTROLLABLY. We turned the show off and I literally went straight to bed because I was so upset about it. Don't get me wrong - maybe I'm over-dramatizing or I should hold off judgment until I experience it myself but I just (AND STILL DO) felt sad and angry and SO EMOTIONAL about the whole thing.

All that being said, I am an emotional type of gal as a general rule SO being upset about it didn't shock me but THE LEVEL of tears? That surprised me. Enough that I thought..... Hmmmm... that's maybe not so normal. Maybe that's a bit, perhaps, um, OVERLY HORMONAL. I woke up the next morning still feeling emotionally unbalanced (READ: WATCH OUT FOR THE CRAZY LADY.) and decided my morning pee should take place on a stick.

And, well, you know how that turned out!

I am going to attempt weekly pregnancy photos (maybe?) in this type of format which I have seen several places but most recently loved here.