On a different note, (as pregnancy has made me more ADD than I ever thought possible), my friend let me borrow Jenny McCarthy's book Belly Laughs. I read the entire thing in one night. So funny, and thankfully very honest and frank about certain things pregnant women really wonder about! I loved it! I laughed and I cried. PS- DON'T watch Grey's Anatomy while pregnant. #1- Your emotions are even more out of control than usual, and #2- they seem to always have a story you feel you can relate to, making it harder to avoid the tears. Tonight's episode included a story of a preemie who started to thrive after Kangaroo therapy (resting against a bare chest to feel the warmth and heartbeat of another person, usually the parents, but this time it was cutie Dr. Krev.) After the Allen family's recent loss of their son, who had been born about 14 weeks early, I broke down, sobbing madly! So pregnant+Grey's=bad combo.
Every day I feel more and more love for this little tiny person. No matter what all your mom or your friends tell you about their pregnancies, it doesn't make sense, it doesn't "click", until you go through it. Sometimes it feels so incredibly surreal that I'm afraid I'll wake up and it was all a dream. But luckily, I wake up, and I see my little belly and realize that we really are almost half-way through this pregnancy! We are just a few weeks away from the mid-point. Can't believe it. Seems like yesterday, it was August, and I saw those two blue lines appear. Now it's November, and my pants don't fit so well, and everyone can finally see my bump, and I feel like it's rushing by. There are so many words, none of which I can think of at the moment, that could describe the many facets of my emotions. One word sums it all up though: blessed.
Love you all. :) Good night.