I think….I think I may have felt the baby move! I’m really waiting for that moment with finite evidence where my whole world stops, tears swell up in my eyes and I know, without a shadow of a doubt..that my little one has kicked me for the first time (that I could feel anyway.) But…I’m told it takes a while to feel all that, so for now I’ll just take every little flutter and wait for my baby to really make itself known.

In the meantime, my every two week heartbeat appointments will suffice. Today, in fact, is hopefully my last one before I can feel the baby move. Two weeks from tomorrow, on my birthday, we go for THE ultrasound! IF we were going to find out the gender then this would be a really cool day to find out…but we’re going to wait until the baby’s BIRTHday! Dave used to be on board with me, but he’s grown to not be able to stand the idea of a stranger knowing what we’re having and us not knowing. To be honest, it kills me too…but it is what it is. If there’s one thing I’ve learned through this whole process it’s that we cannot plan anything…so why not wait another 5 months to find out??? I hear it’s really cool to find out either way, I guess we’re just choosing to find out later.

I’m also learning to NEVER, and I mean NEVER, tell a woman how huge she looks pregnant. I’ve been told a few times now how big I look for having my first…yet I still weigh 4 lb’s LESS than I did prepregnancy! A coworker even told me that she thought it was beautiful to be big…which, it is…but not when you’re only 5 months preggo and they’re like ‘YOU’RE HUGE’.

Bless her little 5’1” 102 lb soul…

Here's a question....when I say "I'll call you back when I find something out." Why..oh why...do people feel the need to call you 30 minutes later and say "just calling to see if you found anything out..."

Um...have I called you back yet? No. Grrrrrr. So annoying.

Anyway...hoping to get the trim up around the closet doors in the nursery and the front closet tonight. I have no idea what to make for dinner and what chores to do around the house...but what I do know is that it will all go by too fast and before you know it, the alarm clock will sound...I'll roll over, and once again 6:45 will be staring me in the face. blah. I mean, I like routine...but if only my routine consisted of getting up at 10 a.m., then shopping all day...coming home to my favorite meal from the Chancery and a glass of zinny (post baby)...then I'd be all for it. When it consists of sitting in traffic on Delany Road trying to turn onto hwy 41...I'd rather stick my head in a bucket of nair. Not really...but you get you get the point.

So......it's been a while, I know, I know...
Cutting to the chase....I'm 17 weeks and 2 days pregnant! Seeing as this is our first, we're on the ball with getting ready for baby. Here are some pics of our nursery. Please excuse the tools sitting on the floor. Dave installed the closet door and we now have to put in the trim. But..here's our crib, changing station, and glider! Also...my 17 week belly pic! Oh, plus....Dave and I went to meet the Miller High Life guy at the local grocery store and got autographs. Trust me, being in the frozen food section with a beer guy when you can't even drink beer...is WAY better than being at work on a Friday morning!