I am exhausted… that just about sums up my life right now. 5am comes early after waiting up for Daniel to get off work just to spend five whole minutes with him. The time I do spend with him is mostly spent being crazy. I have turned into a nut case. I feel like a giant Kraken from the sea. Pregzilla!!!!!!!!
I honestly don't ask for much in life… but when alls I want is a blue slurpie, by golly you would think I was asking for a pineapple flavored pretzel or calorie free cheesecake… seriously! We drive all over town with no success… sigh… this was a few days ago, and I still really really want a blue slurpie.
SO------ I am 17 weeks, that is just over 4 months. I feel it has been a lifetime so far!!! I do feel the baby move and wiggle, but not often. I am hoping that means it will be a laid back kind of kid. Like Daniel… not wild and obnoxious like me. They say at 17 weeks the baby is as big as your hand stretched out or a big pinecone… I say its that big with a giant bowling ball for a head. And it gets worse they tell me… super…
I have been to the baby doctor at least once a week for the last 3 months. I am not a hypochondriac... I swear. It just seems like every thing in the "What to expect when your expecting" book applies to me. You know the statistic "one in a million"… I am that 1... Woooooo…. My doctor gave me vicodein to deal with the pain. That just seems wrong to me. But a few people have told me their doc gave them the same… so…
Oh my gosh!!!! So my mom took me shopping in Chico for my birthday last week… We had lunch at the BK lounge (Burger King) and about an hour later I was a huge!!! Like the girl from Willy Wonka!!!! So… no more eating out like a Fatty McFat Fat… I guess its better that way. Not like I was a fast food junkie. I haven't even gained that much in the last four months… really! Only 8 pounds… crazy I know! I feel like its more. Its not cause I've been pukie either… I have only prayed to the porcelain gods a few times, mostly because of migraines…
I still want a blue slurpie……………………………
We need to move… darn Gypsy soul… I think if I had my own space I would be less crazy. Which would be a good thing… I get so frustrated when I feel like I am being un reasonable, which in turn makes me even more nuts… when will it end………………
No, I do not know what the baby is yet. I think it is a boy… I will find out next month
So that is all for now…
