Caffeine should probably be weaned off slowly if you can. Yay, latte.

They can't find the captain that is supposed to be flying the plane.

GC, I didn't stop drinking coffee when I was trying to get pregnant (good thing too as it took 2 years of trying), but I did go down to one v. small cup in the mornings and that was it.

I thought cutting out caffeine was going to be unbearable, but it turned out to be quite easy, if only because well into my second trimester a mere whiff of coffee was enough to make me gag; the gagging eased up by 5-6 months, at which point the doctor said it was fine to have one or two small cups a day if I wanted.

I only cut out caffeine entirely when I was put on bedrest. I was tremendously sleepy, but that was probably mostly the bp meds.

In the past few weeks, I have, for the first time since AB was born, started to really want to have another kid. Need to figure out if we really want to, can afford to, etc. soon, what with me being 37 now...

Emily and vw, I hereby encourage you to do whatever you need to get all your stuff done AND get the rest you need.

Remind me of this when we start taking me off of my sedatives next month. I’m secretly hoping that we’ll find that instead of continuing to be effective and helping me get the sleep I need, they’ve instead switched to making me extra tired. It’s very unlikely, but a girl can hope!

VW, I completely understand the "I'll just get up early in the morning..." thing. I did that to myself ALL THE TIME in college. Somehow, even though it never happened, I truly believed, late at night, that I *would* get up early...

The thing is, it really did work for a while. I was on a 7:00 p.m. to 5:00 a.m. schedule, and I was wicked productive in the morning. Not so much anymore. I need to accept that and find a new plan.

They can't find the captain that is supposed to be flying the plane.

And they boarded you? Weirdness!

Such a day! I had a doctor’s appointment scheduled at 2:15 p.m. I went early in case here first appointment didn’t show, since technically I was supposed to be at work by 3:00 p.m. (30-40 minutes away). I had talked to my boss, and he said he’d cover, but I didn’t want to push my luck.

Well, instead of her being able to see me early, I was finally seen 45 minutes late. She felt so badly and tried to hurry things up, but nothing in that office ever goes quickly. So, at 3:30 p.m. I was finally on my way to work. I had mom check traffic for the route I’d planned. It said 33 minutes, so I thought I was golden.

Well, 35 minutes later, I had only gone about ¼ of a mile. I didn’t even get on the highway until 45 minutes after I’d left. Then I spent another good chunk of time stuck in one of the tunnels under Boston, where I couldn’t even attempt to call the school. When I got out of the tunnel, I tried to call, but no one answered. I finally arrived at work at 4:50 p.m.

The first grade teacher was covering for me, and she was clearly not happy, but was also very passive aggressive about the whole thing. I apologized and tried to explain, but she cut me off and said, “Have fun cleaning up this mess” and left.

At that point, I looked around. Each kid was doing a different craft project, so EVERYTHING was out. There were puddles of glue on the floor (nowhere near tables, so I can only imagine that kids were literally pouring the glue onto the floor from the bottles). All of the kids were up on the stage doing things, but nothing had been picked up in the gym. There were blocks, balls, dress-up clothes, jump ropes, etc. spread out through the entire gym. It was a huge mess.

But, before I could even consider addressing any of that, I noticed that one of my girls looked really upset, so I went to find out what was wrong. It took some prodding because she wouldn’t talk to me…she would only shake her head to answer my questions. Turns out she was having trouble BREATHING! We ran and got her “puffer” (asthma inhaler), and she perked up quite a bit, but oh my! I was so angry! I mean, fine. Leave things a mess for me to clean up, but please take care of the kids! She had clearly been in distress for a while.

What a day.

I think I'm a bit more on the mend. I've got a bit more energy today than I did yesterday. I'm still on a very strange sleep schedule due to work on the show, and the cough that I have is no fun, but it seems that the antibiotics are doing their job.

he natural history museum has the butterfly pavilion, but they charge for entrance to that ($5 I think). But the gemstone section is free! you can look at the Hope Diamond.

I embarrass myself in the gem collection and tend to think no one loves it as much as I do. Not the jewelry gems, but the polished rocks and the crystals colonies. I go positively orgasmic.

So far, B is giving the thumbs up to the Peacock room, the Hirshorn and other museums. She also wants to visit the Decatur House.

ND, I'm glad you're starting to feel better! I hope it continues.

ION, apparently one of the condos in the big house across the street is for sale. I'm going to assume that since it's listed by Sotheby's, it's probably out of my price range.

continued healing~ma ND

The week Dylan was conceived, I was in Paris gorging myself on red wine and espresso, and the weekend after (before I knew I was pregnant, obviously) was spent in Nashville with Buffistas drinking entirely too many Jack&soda's. He turned out just fine.

And I am JZ wrt cutting out coffee during the first and second trimester -- I didn't do it intentionally, but I couldn't stand the smell until about month 5. I did drink a lot of tea to settle my stomach (but usually only one cup of real tea in the morning and then mint or lemon the rest of the day).