More Rambling

I am tired of work! I know, like most people aren't tired of work. But I've found that being pregnant makes it worse. I find myself sitting at my desk, staring off into space so much these days. And everytime the baby starts kicking I stop what I'm doing to put my hands on my stomach to feel and talk (softly-don't want people in ajoining offices to think I'm crazy) to him. It's like I find the things that I'm supposed to be doing at work a major inconvenience. I mean, I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby. He is growing inside of me right now and will actually come out of my body in a few months a living, breathing human being. Doesn't anybody see how this is a million times more important than anything else going on around me!? Hmm, apparently not. And I feel guilty. This job is what pays most of the bills and makes it possible for my husband and I to even be able to afford a baby. I should be grateful. And I am - just not enough to be able to focus my attention completely on work. Or even partially, sometimes! Maybe this is what people mean by "pregnancy brain."

Anyway, baby update. I am now 20 weeks and 5 days pregnant. So over halfway done! Well, if the baby comes on time, that is. I think I might finally be gaining some weight. I surprised myself by having not gained even one measly pound last time I went to the doctor, despite the fact that I can now forget about wearing any non-maternity clothes due to the distinctly basketball shape of my stomach. The last few weeks, though, have brought this unrelenting hunger that I all too often satisfy with cookies (well, technically they are strawberry newtons, which I heard were actually fruit and cake) and ice cream while the apples sit there feeling neglected. I am seriously considering a salad and a lean pocket for dinner tonight, though. And my vitamin, of course. And ice cream.

Lastly, I will leave you all with a picture of a baby that was born at 21 weeks. At least that's what the caption said, and it looks about the right size. Babies born that early very rarely survive, but it is amazing to me to see what my little guy looks like right about now. So enjoy, and I'll talk to you later!

Drum Roll Please....

Ok so I haven't posted in like, a month. Sue me! Actually, don't, because I don't have any money :o)

Hope that everybody had a nice holiday. My husband and I had a very nice Christmas and New Years. It sure was nice to have a week off to rest! I felt better that week than I had in a long time. Of course, last week towards the end I was sick and throwing up again, but it just comes with the territory I guess. The baby even got a few Christmas presents - a blanket and a couple stuffed toys. All gender neutral, which leads me to my main topic...

We found out what the baby is this morning! I had an ultrasound because of me measuring so big last month. It turns out that the baby is only measuring one day bigger than expected now, so my due date is still June 9th. Everything is normal - 2 hands, 2 feet, kidneys, bladder, heart, brain, etc. The doctor said that he was happy with what he saw, and if the doctor is happy, then I am happy. Oh, and by the way, I forgot to mention one body part that was fairly obvious even to my untrained eyes. It was a................(this is where the drumroll comes in)................penis! My baby has a penis! Which I sure hope means that he's a boy, because it would make for a very odd sort of girl. It is surprising, because I've had pretty strong feelings that this was a girl, but oh well. I am not in the least disappointed that it's a boy. In fact, I'm pretty thrilled. And my husband is as well. But those old wives had better rethink a few of their tales, because most of them seem to be wrong.

Anyway, I've shared my happy news, so I again am left with nothing much to say. Which is good, because I ought to get to work. I have a son to support, you know :o)