Yup, that's me. I'm so excited to be able to write about my pregnancy, to record every little thing that I am thinking and feeling and I don't even care if anyone EVER reads it. HA!
I have not been to the dr. yet, but according to online calculations my due date is December 26/27. This is a fact that I was quite excited about to start with, because it means that if the baby is on time then I will get a nice tax break. However, it also means that my first year wedding anniversary may be something of a dud, given the fact that I will be only one week away from my dd. YUK!! Who wants to make love when they are bursting from the seams??? The joys of procreation.
That's ok, though, little baby. I love you and am excited for you to come, no matter WHEN it is. But if you want to come before the new year, that would be very appreciated.
It's amazing how I am already feeling like I'm showing. I didn't think that was supposed to happen until after the first trimester and well into the second. What's wrong with me? I wonder if I am eating too much. It just stinks that right now it's girl scout cookie season.
I went and bought a maternity bra today, and the woman asked me how far along I was and I said 8 weeks (which isn't really true, I"m only 7) and she said "Wow, and you already need a bigger size?" HMmmmmmmmmmm, YES. I still don't know how I feel about that comment.
Anyway, that's enough rambling for now. I love the fact that I can post here and noone ever has to read it, but hopefully some of you will.
Last night I was so annoyed while laying down watching t.v. that my stomach was so big. If my little womb is about the size of an apple, then why did my belly look like it was holding a gallon size Ziploc bag full of Jell-o? It just doesn't add up to me. But then I was looking at some of the pictures on the December baby board, and I realized that it's not that at all. My stomach, when I'm standing up, looks just like the other mom's on that board. WHAT A RELIEF! I am not abnormal, and am probably not even having twins (my husband's theory).
The fact that I cannot button my pants any longer can also be blamed on my mother dearest, who told me today that with my oldest brother, her first, she grew substantially in the "love handles" area in the first month. Gee, thanks for passing along those good genes Mom.
I also went to Borders and drooled over this journal called Waiting on Baby by Tracey Clark. I wish that we had more money so that I can go get it. Joshua said that if this telecomm business deal that he's working on comes through, then I can get that journal. Oh I hope so.