This week marks week number 16 of ~40 weeks. Almost getting to the halfway point! I named this little diddy Sweet 16 because I FINALLY feel more human. My energy has increased 10 fold and I find myself wanting to do stuff. I still get really tired by nighttime but I think that is normal for any human being. It is very exciting to be able to look at a piece of food and be like “Oh hey long lost burger, I think I can probably tolerate you now!” which, in my case, means I’ll eat 3 bites and save it for later in which I will take 3 more bites. But hey, we’re making progress.
My mood hasn’t really changed. I don’t think I am so much of a beast anymore, though, which I am sure everyone is grateful for. Unless I am hungry. Then I am still a complete asshole. Oh well. My tolerance for bullshit hasn’t wavered from the almost zero tolerance policy I so quickly adapted at the beginning of this. I don’t have the energy or the patience to be “politely nice” anymore. If you’re being a douche, I’m not going to pretend you’re not. I am in full Mama Bear mode and will gouge your eyes out if you look at me wrong. I’m going to chalk that up to being “natural”.
I am slightly showing. My biggest fear is having a missed miscarriage, which I suppose is every pregnant lady’s fear. I am reassured by one of my doctor friends that some women do drugs, live in poverty, or consume copious amounts of alcohol and their kids are (sometimes) ok. I feel a little better because I am fairly healthy and all. But it is a huge fear and I am starting to stress about my doc’s appointment on Monday morning. I wish I could call and be like “Hey, so can I just stop by today? You know, just to say hi. NBD”. All this stuff is normal (that is what I keep telling myself).
On Monday, I will make my appointment to have the ultrasound which will hopefully tell us if it is going to be a boy or a girl. I am still keeping my fingers crossed for a girl and for some reason I am convinced it is going to be a girl. A lot of other people are too. I am just hoping they are correct. I want to be able to play dress up and dollies and tea parties. I also want to be able to team up against Hubby 😉 In total honesty, I want to raise a daughter to be a strong independent woman and to do whatever she wants, regardless of sex. Same with a male, I suppose, but the challenges facing women are so much more today than they should be. I have lived my entire life being a strong woman and doing what I wanted and getting what I wanted from life (by working my tail off). I want my daughter to grow the same way and live her own life the way she wants. I mean a boy would be cool too, but I’m just keeping my fingers crossed for a daughter!
Anyways, I am doing pretty well. Starting to get excited about our little bundle of joy coming this September. Nesting is beginning to happen, so this weekend new hardwood floors are going in and I AM PUMPED. I’ll be posting some before and after pictures next week. We took up the carpet and already my house doesn’t smell like dog/dirt anymore. So excited to get the flooring done! Bring on the weekend!