Did I say my skin was clear? Did I really open my big fat mouth? A zit or two. Nothing compared to my “usual”, but still highly irritating. I need to keep my mouth shut, hmph.

I got a haircut! No picture tonight, I’m in bed, but tomorrow. As I had planned I did go to see my stylist and just said, “Let there be curl!” so she gave me something with a lot more layers. Joy joy joy! No more mushroom-head stuck-in-a-windtunnel look! Granted it does look a little messy, but more of a chic messy instead of a crazy ugly messy. And I’m growing my bangs out because, as cute as they looked swept to one side, with the newfound curl that’s going on in my hair it tends to just stick straight out.

I guess you could say I’ve been getting some cravings. Milk, of course – ever since I got over my cold and let myself start drinking milk again I have been wanting it a lot, though it’s easing up a little now. There have been some days where I’d rush in the house from work and just chug a huge glass. So cold and creamy. Sigh, I love milk.

For a few weeks I was wanting fish and chips. Not like must have them now, but I had the thought in my head and wouldn’t let it go until I went and got some. And they were wicked good. But now I seem sated and “over” that. Which is good, they’re so greasy!

The major trend I am noticing right now is that I crave a combo of sweet and salty – at the same time. Things like kettle corn popcorn. I normally like kettle corn, but I’ve been just wolfing down the little mini-bags in the evening. The other way I’m getting my craving is by eating a combination of regular potato chips and yogurt – using the yogurt as a dip. I get some very strange looks for that one, so I’m thinking it might be one of those special pregnancy combinations… but then again, I’ve always dipped my french fries in my milkshake/malt. Same concept. And same yummy goodness. But the thing is, I don’t care too much for just sweet or just salty. I have no interest in eating potato chips by themselves, and sweet things alone are just kind of “eh”. Any other suggestions for combos?

I’m still having limb issues – my wrists are getting sore easily, not to mention the whole legs thing. Den keeps rolling his eyes at me when I mention my sore legs. Well psht! They ache! And who else do I have to whine to, if not my ever-patient husband? But really, it’s not terrible yet. The leg cramps are pretty bad, but I’m kind of managing them, learning how to prevent them. I still sleep very well at night. The sciatica that flared up a couple of weeks ago was quickly taken care of by an emergency trip to the chiropractor and has not returned again (though it will, it will). My tailbone is a little bit achy, especially when I sit in one position too long, but again, it’s just something noteworthy, not something terrible. The rest of me feels pretty damn good. My boobs aren’t sore, my belly feels full and heavy but not at all painful or uncomfortable (usually), I don’t have very many ligament twinges unless I sit up too quickly.

I’m in the good and “easy” stage… but those little glimpses I get of how bad it could get kind of scare me. I have a feeling this third trimester is going to be a lot more trying than when I was pregnant with Devin. I’m really nervous about that last month, too, since I never got there the last time. I keep hearing people warn me about “wait til you get REALLY huge,” or “when you start swelling” or such. And who knows how it’s going to go. I really doubt I would have gotten huge with Devin, not at the rate I was going – I had a pretty petite little belly, and while this time I feel bigger, comparing belly pics shows me to be about the same size. But I feel so comforted having done this before, but after 36 weeks I’m in uncharted territory.

I guess I’ll try to just worry about that when I get there. I have plenty enough to worry about.