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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Assorted.

According to this article on Blogging Baby, a Danish study cites 'drinking eight or more cups of coffee daily while pregnant as greatly increasing the risk for spontaneous abortion and stillbirth.' Also, 'women who drank four to seven cups daily had a 33 percent increased risk of fetal death.'
 
Do some people actually drink more than eight cups of coffee per day??? Wow. Even four cups sounds ludicrous. If I had the money (and wasn't pregnant), I'd probably have one Vanilla Latte every two or three days. But I couldn't handle more than that. On the odd occasion where I've upgraded to a large, I can hardly eat anything for the rest of the day, and feel extremely jumpy (like my body is running at high speeds, but my brain is still almost asleep). I don't even want to think about what eight cups would do to me! Do you develop an immunity to the effects of caffeine, over time?
 
I just fell down the stairs, and landed on my knees. Ouch. My right knee is all grazed. Lucky we have a first aid kit in our office. It still hurts, but it's been cleaned, padded and taped. I have a feeling I'm going to have quite a few bruises, though.
 
Drinking too much water makes me feel sick.
 
Only 4 weeks and 2 days until I finish work. Oh, how I love saying that. It makes me so happy.
 
Aaaaargh! Dramas at work. Well, soon-to-be dramas. Like, it will be a major drama when my boss asks how a certain task is going. It's an 'urgent' task, and through unforseen circumstances (the bank's fault), there has been a huge setback. And I just know that when I tell my boss about it, he will be angry at ME. Yep. Like, I could have done more. I could have noticed the mistake earlier. Blah blah blah. Whatever. In four weeks, I am SO out of here. I'm not officially resigning until after the baby's born, and we make sure everything will work money-wise, but even if we do need extra money, I don't want to come back here. Anywhere but here will be fine with me. Being a 22 year old woman in an office of three middle-aged men is not fun. They have all these huge expectations of me. I don't get paid enough (and could never get paid enough) to change my entire personality to fit what they want me to become.

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