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Dec. 25th, 2002
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Dec. 25th, 2002 07:09 pmI like making my own traditions.
When my parents divorced two years ago (Literally. It was finalized on Christmas Day), I lost all the Christmas traditions I'd grown up with. I haven't been home for Christmas since. It just doesn't seem all that attractive an idea. So instead I sit around at home and eat crackers, cheese, and hummus.
Luckily, I'm spending this Christmas with someone who considers this a perfectly legitimate meal :)
I realized today that my belly feels different, like there is more muscle there. I don't think it looks noticably different yet. I still fit into my old jeans, though they weren't exactly loose before. In fact, they fit better than before. I think I've lost weight due to lack of appetite (which is pretty normal during early pregnancy. As long as you gain enough later, it's alright).
Tomorrow I need to go to the doctor's, clean house (which I actually need to start once I finish eating my crackers), probably change the rat cage even though it doesn't need it so that it won't need it before we get back, wrap presents for my family and pack. Friday we're off on the train for Southern California.
When my parents divorced two years ago (Literally. It was finalized on Christmas Day), I lost all the Christmas traditions I'd grown up with. I haven't been home for Christmas since. It just doesn't seem all that attractive an idea. So instead I sit around at home and eat crackers, cheese, and hummus.
Luckily, I'm spending this Christmas with someone who considers this a perfectly legitimate meal :)
I realized today that my belly feels different, like there is more muscle there. I don't think it looks noticably different yet. I still fit into my old jeans, though they weren't exactly loose before. In fact, they fit better than before. I think I've lost weight due to lack of appetite (which is pretty normal during early pregnancy. As long as you gain enough later, it's alright).
Tomorrow I need to go to the doctor's, clean house (which I actually need to start once I finish eating my crackers), probably change the rat cage even though it doesn't need it so that it won't need it before we get back, wrap presents for my family and pack. Friday we're off on the train for Southern California.