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I didn't have to roast a turkey for Thanksgiving because we went to my mother in law's house and my cousin in law's house for 2 Thanksgiving dinners during November. So I decided to roast the turkey at home on Christmas Day.

This year, Christmas is wonderfully quiet because I'm 8 months pregnant and not advised to travel. Plus, my husband has to work overtime so we had 2 great excuses to not have to drive far to see family. I love seeing family but after such a busy Thanksgiving week, this pregnant lady gets a bit overwhelmed with traveling.

While the husband was at work, I started prepping and cooking the turkey around 9am on Christmas morning. The turkey that my husband got was a really small one and I forgot to buy a turkey pan the day before so I decided to improvise and put the little turkey in the crockpot and cooked it for 7 hours on low heat before transferring (without the juices) to a pan to roast for another 1.5 - 2 hours. The turkey turned out great and thank goodness it was a perfect fit in the crock pot. If it was any bigger, I'd be in trouble because I don't know if the grocery stores are open on Christmas Day and I didn't want to leave the house just to get it too.

The turkey turned out juicy and delicious. The best part is, we still had a lot of leftovers to make turkey sandwiches from the turkey breast since it's just the 2 of us eating a turkey. It's 3 days after Christmas and I'm still making and eating turkey sandwiches for lunch. For a pregnant lady who's not allowed to eat deli meat, this is a treat. Since my turkey was cooked by me, I know it's safe to eat.

Sometimes I am so overwhelmed by how much I love my husband. He's the person I live for and the reason why I want to live for as long as I can. I fear death because I fear losing him. I love being around him and am so blessed to have him in my life as my partner.

I really appreciate my husband a lot. He works long hours for his job and spends every waking moment with me and thinks of me so much. We've been married for 13 months now and I feel our love just continues to grow as we grow up together and face obstacles as a team. Our loyalty to each other is so wonderful. He trusts me completely and I trusts him even when my insecurity likes to come creep up on me.

I truly hope we will never fall out of love and together grow a strong and lasting long life.

I'm almost 33 weeks pregnant and I currently go to the office 4-5 days a week to work. I recently became a real estate agent because marketing positions are slim here in my town. I started going to real estate school when I was about 3 months pregnant and after I received my real estate license, I started working for a real estate office when I was 5 months pregnant.

However, before that, I was trying to find a job and started doing some part time work when I was 3 months pregnant (around the same time I started real estate school). I still do that part time job work now but it's not a regular schedule since I'm investing most of my time into real estate now.

Did you work when you were pregnant? Did you feel intellectually understimulated when you didn't work? I did. I guess I feel like I need to contribute or somehow try to make money, especially now that I am becoming a mother soon. Truthfully, not having an occupation did affect my self esteem. I didn't want to sit home all day looking for a job and not getting results so real estate seems like a real valid option.

When you're a real estate agent, you're in a business for yourself so I don't feel too much pressure sitting here in the office because I'm not paid hourly. Whether I come in at 9am or 10am, no one is going to reprimand me. I also get my own personal office here with a locked door and personal space so it's really nice. I feel really lucky that I have a husband that can support me while I get my feet wet into real estate.

Anyway, how did you feel when you were working while being pregnant? And if you didn't work, how did you feel when you didn't work when you were pregnant?

Sometimes I can't believe that I am living in the South now. Earlier this year, I moved from San Diego, California to a suburb town of South Carolina. The population of this small town is about 45,000 people. 

For the first 3 months living here, I felt like I was living in a movie. Everyone has a Southern accent and most of the residents here are very religious. There is a church on almost every block. 

Today, I am very used to the slower lifestyle here and appreciate the Southern accent that is centuries old. Everyone is so nice and I've attended a couple of church events already. My parents just never made us go to church and they don't practice a religion but I can clearly see the benefits of living in a town full of religion. People really help one another here. 

It's a great place to raise children and to teach children to be more open and loving. Now that I am expecting my first child, I feel like I can be less stressed out with finances (comparing to the bills when we lived in California) because with my husband's income alone here in the South, we can afford to have me work leisurely and take care of our son full time. It's a great privilege.

 

I rarely crave meat while I'm pregnant but today I was really craving a big mac with fries from McDonald's. I am a very loyal McDonald's eater. I don't like Burger King, Wendy's or even In N Out (a California burger chain). There's a big nostalgic value with McDonald's with me even though I know their quality is crap. It brings back to my happy and excited times when we would pull in the drive-thru and get a meal from my favorite fast food chain as a kid. 

Anyway, today I had it. I ordered a #1 combo which is a Big Mac, medium fries and a Sprite (not caffeinated). I felt bad afterwards because I had a coworker pointed out that it's bad for the baby, jokingly, but it still made me feel bad. Surprisingly, I don't have an upset stomach or anything and the last time I had McDonald's was about a month ago. 

I feel that no one can beat McDonald's fries in my book. They are just so good and the texture is amazing in my mouth. Whenever I am in a bad mood, I just get my favorite combo at McDonald's and I feel really happy again, even if it's just for half an hour. It is so valuable to me. It's a great way to distract myself from something that has been bothering me earlier in the day. 

Can anyone relate? I promise that I don't eat McDonald's often.