February 2008 Archives
It seems that the reason I don't update frequently anymore is entirely due to the fact that beginning an entry takes too much effort and thought. Afterwards, however, must be somewhat akin to spilling the beans to a shrink because topics just fall into place with such ease.
The pregnancy is going along smoothly and my doctor seems to be very happy with everything including my weight gain, which up to now has been completely minimal. Honestly, I've only gained about 12 pounds and I'm 7 months along. Beat that celebrities! I've been feeling really good but the fatigue is driving me a little crazy. Phil seems to think that it's something other than pregnancy which is causing it but every time we ask the doctor he says it's normal. As I progress, it's getting harder and harder to keep my yawns at bay but I'm hoping that once the baby comes I'll get some energy back. The baby seems to be enjoying the confines of my rib cage because that seems to be its favourite place to be. Sitting on the couch is really uncomfortable and my bra digs into the same places. No matter what I do there's no convincing Baby to budge lower.
I haven't gotten any more excited than when we first found out. I'm not sure what to think of this other than I'm going to go into mass panic on the arrival date and let loose a whole pandemonium of emotions. Who doesn't though? I do get a little fluttery when I look in the baby's room - since it's been finished we've kept the door closed to prevent Vader from taking a liking to the crib (we've failed miserably in that respect - every chance he gets to be in that room he heads straight for that uber cute Pooh comforter) and so it's not right in your face when you get upstairs. I'll post some pictures later. I am happy there's no doubt about that but don't hate me cause I have a meh attitude towards it....
The pregnancy is going along smoothly and my doctor seems to be very happy with everything including my weight gain, which up to now has been completely minimal. Honestly, I've only gained about 12 pounds and I'm 7 months along. Beat that celebrities! I've been feeling really good but the fatigue is driving me a little crazy. Phil seems to think that it's something other than pregnancy which is causing it but every time we ask the doctor he says it's normal. As I progress, it's getting harder and harder to keep my yawns at bay but I'm hoping that once the baby comes I'll get some energy back. The baby seems to be enjoying the confines of my rib cage because that seems to be its favourite place to be. Sitting on the couch is really uncomfortable and my bra digs into the same places. No matter what I do there's no convincing Baby to budge lower.
I haven't gotten any more excited than when we first found out. I'm not sure what to think of this other than I'm going to go into mass panic on the arrival date and let loose a whole pandemonium of emotions. Who doesn't though? I do get a little fluttery when I look in the baby's room - since it's been finished we've kept the door closed to prevent Vader from taking a liking to the crib (we've failed miserably in that respect - every chance he gets to be in that room he heads straight for that uber cute Pooh comforter) and so it's not right in your face when you get upstairs. I'll post some pictures later. I am happy there's no doubt about that but don't hate me cause I have a meh attitude towards it....
