Here it is, my 16 week belly.
I have a friend whose due date is two days after mine and obviously we talk a ton about how we are feeling, what our bodies are doing, what we are craving. It is a-mazing to have someone going through the EXACT same things at the EXACT same moments. But, I can't really relate when she says things like:
"I am reading EVER baby book I can find."
"I can't stop thinking about the baby, it consumes my ever thought."
"It is so fun to plan the baby's room"
I don't have any of those thoughts.... I tried reading a few baby books and found them to be sooooo boring and a few overwhelming. All I think about is, "don't puke, don't puke, don't puke." And, Kev and I need to move out of our little place so I don't even know where the baby's room will be. Am I going to be a bad mom because I am not jumping for joy? Will I get excited? Will I love this little kiddo like I love my niece and nephew?
Maybe it is because I haven't seen much evidence of this little baby inside of me. Tonight we are scheduled to hear the heart beat, maybe hearing the life of my sweet child will bring about some of the joy and excitment I feel I have been lacking! I really hope so.
Whoa, look at it grow! I AM pregnant....right?