The number thirty represents two things to me.
1. The maximum number of pounds I would like to gain with my pregnancy (keep my fingers crossed on this one because I'm not good at denying myself of cravings).
2. The maximum number of pounds I'm supposed to lift while being pregnant.
I'm shocked that I'm not supposed to lift more than 30 pounds! I broke that rule twice today as I carried the air compressor to the truck and then again when I carried a 55 gallon trash bag full of scraps of drywall and other trash from the investment property. Don't get me wrong, I definitely watch myself now, but 30 pounds?! This is a bit ridiculous for my line of work!
About Me
- Christie & Roger
- This blog is attempt to capture and document our everyday life. Our daughter, Lillie, was born 8/8/2008 at 2:23 in the morning. She was born with a genetic mutation causing her to be diagnosed with a Duarte variant of galactosemia. But knowledge is power and we are able adjust her diet to prevent any long term consequences to her health. In addition to Lillie, we have Harvey. He's our golden retriever and loyal companion. I'm a cpa, jewelry designer, crafter, sewer, house flipper, and full time mom. Roger is a pilot, Air Force reservist, home improvement extraordinaire, and part time mechanic. Clearly, we are suckers for staying busy. Have fun keeping up with us!
2 comments:
Good Luck with the 30# limit. You might as well just sit down and prop your feet up. I'm lifting way more than 30 pounds just getting out of a chair! ha
Congratulations Christie! I am sooo excited for you. Glad the real estate development is going well for you.
My motto: Eat when you are pregnant. Do not deny yourself your cravings.
We sure miss you around here at Charter!
Take Care!!
Terri Hettenhausen
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