So I haven’t been knitting.  Despite having several (ha!) projects going that I actually want to work on and spending evenings lately watching TV (Go Sox!) I still haven’t been really working on anything.

You see, being pregnant is kicking my arse this time around.  I’ve been queasy to downright ill every day for about 9 weeks now and getting an average of 4 days a week worth of migraines (and the only meds I can take have done NOTHING) and so I’ve been miserable.  Add to that lack of sleep (okay, so I do stay up too late) partly because I just can’t get comfortable and our little darling has been getting up quite early lately . . . .

And two days ago when I dozed off while trying to get the little guy to nap I apparently started grinding my teeth in my sleep again.  I’ve had this happen a couple of times before, always when I’m feeling stressed . . . . I grind my teeth while sleeping to the point where I wake with a very, very sore jaw.  At dinner time I discovered it was bad enough that I couldn’t chew!!!! Great, just what I need! I’m already not eating much because of my stomach and now I can’t chew!

When Dom came home (around midnight) I begged him to go to the store and get me one of those silly rubber thingys that sleep in so you can’t grind your teeth . . .  “Don’t you have one from the dentist?”  Yeah, I did, but I ground it to dust the last time this happened!  So off he went . . .  Luckily, after 2 nights of wearing it to sleep I’m feeling a bit of relief, its still sore, but at least I can eat again . . . .

Yesterday, as if there wasn’t enough going on, I got stung by a bee!  This is the 2nd time in the past few months and I’ve had it with bees.  We have a nest of yellow jackets in the corner of the house, just outside the office window and the little buggers keep ending up inside the office.  Last time I was stung was because I didn’t see one who had landed on the desk and I sat down to use the desktop and put my arm on it.  This time it was one crawling around on the dark colored carpet out in the office and I stepped on it.  It stung my big toe; which is now very sore and swollen. 

I told Dom I don’t care what he has to do, what kind of chemical warfare he has to bring, I want those bees gone today.  So far its only me who has been stung, but what if it were the little guy?  So pack your bags bees, ’cause its moving day! 

Oh, and if he doesn’t get rid of them today, the first call I make in the morning will be to a professional exterminator and they will be gone.

Speaking of tomorrow . . . we have our next Drs apt in the morning . . . I’m hoping she’ll have some suggestions for managing all the stuff that is going on . . . and I’m hoping since I’m almost to the end of the first Trimester that things will start to get better soon.   This is the last time I plan to be pregnant and I’d like to get to enjoy it for a little bit! 

Oh, and Tuesday I’m suppose to have Jury Duty.  I’m on standby and really hoping that I won’t have to go . . .  now is just not a good time for this sort of thing . . . . besides, MIL is going to have the little guy for hours tomorrow for the Drs apt . . . . having him all day Tuesday on top of that could be a bit rough on her.   

Knitting wise I’m hoping to get back to work on the baby gift (sweater) I’m knitting for a friend of ours; I’d also like to finish up the Lacey Prairie Shawl sometime soon and I’m working on an Irish Hiking scarf that is about 1/3 of the way done . . .  of course to get any of that done I’d actually have to start knitting again, now wouldn’t I? Ah well.