Crazy Much?

You know how sometimes when watching TV or a movie and some things are just so overexaggerated, that you are thinking "PUH-LEASE!" in your head the whole time? In the past I have had this thought about the way pregnant people are portrayed in the media. Now going through this I almost feel as though they have UNDERexaggerated how crazy the women act. I'm sure some woman stay relatively sane throughout their pregnancy. The hormones may not have as great as an effect on those women for some reason or another. Let me tell you right now, I am not one of those woman. During the few points in the day when I'm feeling fairly sane, such as right now, I realize how manic I am. I have threatened to kill Daniel at least a hundred times (I don't mean it, I promise, don't turn me into the police or anything). Bawled my eyes out over some of the most ridiculous things ever, and yet been perfectly okay with some things that should upset me. Yelling, Crying, Screaming, Laughing all within minutes of each other. I've thrown temper tantrums; I've thrown games pieces. No sane person should act like this. Daniel takes it all pretty well, occasionally I can tell he is a bit frustrated, but who wouldn't be when you are married to someone that could qualify to be in a nut house? Im grateful for him, and all the women who are willing to go through this, and much more, to bring children into the world.

The Parasite and The Penguin

Parasite- n. An organism that grows, feeds, and is sheltered on or in a different organism while contributing nothing to the survival of its host.

Well, it looks like I have a parasite. Luckily after mine is due to exude itself approximately May 4th. In other words, I'm pregnant. Babies really are parasites though, most people just don't think of them that way.

While Daniel and I were on our honeymoon, we spent a day at Sea World. While we were there, we made a point to see the penguins, Daniel's favorite animal. It was there, at the penguin exhibit, that Daniel informed me  he wanted one penguin for every child that we had.  So, when I had my suspicious that I was pregnant, I came up with a plan. I stopped at Wal-Mart after work, bought a pregnancy test and large penguin toy (it resembles a giant Weebl, and has colorful plastic balls in it's stomach). I came home, hid the penguin in my trunk, and sneakily took the test. When it was positive I told Daniel to go find a surprise I had for him in my trunk. He claimed he was scared and made me walk out to the car with him. As he opened the trunk and saw the penguin, he got excited and started hugging the box. He was so exciting screaming "A penguin!" I then said to him "do you know why I got you a penguin?" With a slight confused face he told me no. It was then I broke the news, "It's because you want a penguin for every child we have." An even more excited look came on his face. He then proceeded to stop hugging the box and start hugging me.

The penguin is now happily living in our living room, and Daniel loves it. The fact that it is a baby toy is also pretty convenient.

It feels good...

To write again! I used to write poetry all the time, but I've been in quite the writing slump lately. However, last week I wrote a poem, and it felt so awesome! I thought I would share.

Getting Back
By: Rebecca Spencer

I haven't been writing lately,
And I can't really tell you why,
But it feels good to get back to it,
Like filling holes from deep inside.

My poetry is a part of me,
And I almost let it slip away,
I'm not sure what inspired me,
But I am grateful anyway.

I may never be a master poet,
Only a few may read my words,
I'm happy just writing for myself,
Even if my rhymes remain unheard.

It's nice seeing scribbles on pages,
Where I have changed my mind,
Decided words just didn't fit,
Or thought of a better rhyme.

It's great just putting pen to paper,
Knowing this is a talent I possess,
It may not be beautiful or extravagant,
Though I still feel I've been blessed.

I have missed writing poetry,
It helps to keep me sane,
Express the things I'm feeling,
And helps me clean my brain.

I haven't been writing lately,
And I can't really tell you why,
But I'm not letting go this time,
Poetry is part of my life.