Five For Friday: Pregnancy Nostalgia

For the past 2 years, I've been trying to make a scrapbook of sorts of my pregnancy blog Forty Weex.  I had such an experience writing that blog and I encourage EVERYONE who goes through something as momentous as pregnancy to write about it.  Maybe not in blog form for the whole world to see and read, but in some way or another.  I can now go back and read things and look at pictures and remember what I went through...which isn't necessarily a good or a bad thing. 

What it is "necessarily" is bittersweet.  I go and I read my thoughts and feelings and I remember so vividly what was happening to me.  I can't help but feel a little sad that it's all over and Jayna is almost 2 years old.  But time marches on. 

During my pregnancy, I had some pretty funny and/or heartfelt moments.  And, if I do say so myself, I did a fine job at passing that funny/heartfelt along to you readers.  Today's Five For Friday is Pregnancy Nostalgia:  Top Five Forty Weex Blog Posts.

1. Pregnancy Brain.  I remember the conversation in that post like it happened an hour ago.  And I remember being fully convinced that someone was screwing with me.  And I now look back on this and know that I was a raging lunatic.
2. 24 Weex.  First of all, I quote Leslie Nielson from one of the Naked Gun movies.  It really doesn't get much better than that.  Also, at 24 weex pregnant, I became okay with my decision to have a baby.  I know, weird.  It took me approximately 6 months to come to terms with a huge irreversible decision.  That's just apparently how I roll.
3. The Panty Fiasco.  I still stand by the fact that men invented women's underwear sizing.  I still hate WalMart with every fiber of my being.  And I STILL hate the word "panties."  Who's with me?  Laura?  Hello?
4. Seriously, folks...  Okay, this was posted on my non-pregnancy blog Traffic In The Sky.  I have since abandoned that blog for this blog, but this post does relate to pregnancy.  I'm not sure why I didn't copy it to Forty Weex.  I still scowl at the garbagemen when I see them.  Effing idiots. 
5. The Last Double-Digit Week.  Oh, this day.  Oh.  Dear.  I remember this day more than any other pregnancy day...except for the actual delivery day.  That poor Panera Mr. Cashier Man.  He had no clue as to what hell I would go through after he gave me that little reminder.  And then when I got to see a new mom in action...words can't describe how anxious I was.  Yikes.  And now I'm back to being glad all that pregnancy stuff is over.

I hope you like reading those as much as I do.  Probably not, but whatever dude. :)