So, this week there’s no
change really. Well, I’ve gained a few pounds……in my bra. Seriously. My acorns
are no longer acorns!!! It’s a miracle!!! I look proportional!!! I’m no porn
queen, thank the Lord, but my chest finally doesn’t look like the flatlands of
western Kansas. (I think using the words ‘porn queen’ and ‘the Lord’ in one
sentence is a no-no. Eh, someone have a drink ready for me in Hell.)
You have no idea what
it’s like to not have boobs, and now I have boobs! It’s crazy!! For those of
you that were blessed with tatas bigger than two bee stings, I envy you. For
everyone else, you know exactly what I’m talking about!
It’s just awesome.
Well, except that the
girls hurt like Hell, and trying to deal with the ‘added’ obstacles at bed time
is proved to be a little bit of a challenge. I kinda feel like MacGyver trying
to find a comfortable PJs to wear and then a comfortable position where
things aren’t ‘squished’.
But other than that,
it’s just awesome!!
I think it solidifies my
desire to make the acorns into plump lemons someday by way of surgery. After
kids, of course. Don’t know how the hubby feels about that, but I think we’ll
need to discuss.
As far as the baby goes,
it is about the size of an orange seed. Cute little sweet orange seed. Awwwwww.
The baby is growing all it’s important major and minor bodily systems like the
digestive, circulatory, nervous and so on. And it’s growing some organs too!
Heart, lungs, stomach, etc. The baby’s heart is already hard at work, beating like
a little drum. Apparently the baby looks more like a tadpole than anything.
Just a mini-head and a tail. I guess that’s not really so awwwww, but oh well.
I still can’t believe
that I’m actually preggars. And you know what, I kinda hate that word. It’s
weird. But I’m weird. So whatever. Anyways. Being pregnant is still kinda of a
shock. I mean, I’m excited and can’t wait to see this little person’s face, but
at the same time I’m scared shitless.
I’m trying not to think
about all the bad things that can happen, but it’s hard. I’m not even going to
type them out. Because I’m going to have a perfectly normal pregnancy and end
it with a bouncing, screaming, crying, chubby-faced, messy, little person come
August!!! Positive thinking, right?! Right.
Tune in tomorrow for Week 6! That's when we told most of the parents. At Christmas. It’s going to be amazeballs!!!!
Soooo funny...I hate the word preggers too but I still use it like you do. It's so fun reading these knowing they are in the past and your fear of loss is so much less now!
ReplyDeleteIm so out of the loop... Congrats Lady!!!
ReplyDeleteAs I will never be pregnant, I'm so thrilled you are documenting your journey through this. I enjoy hearing about the changes you're going through! /heart u
ReplyDeleteI remember hearing the heartbeat for the first time and it really sinking in that I had a living thing inside me...it is crazy..and crazy that you are growing it, it is eating the foods you eat for nutrients..your a little science experiment....HAppy growing cutie pie!
ReplyDeleteI think the boobs were the best part! Um...my boobs. When I got boobs I mean. Not yours.
ReplyDeleteThis is coming out all wrong. August is a wWONDERFUL month to have a kiddo :D I dare say the perfect month.
As someone who has experienced the worst case scenario of pregnancy twice, thank you for at least acknowledging that the bad thing is out there and that it can/does happen. I am so glad that you are doing great so that you don't have to thing about the bad things all the time. Please, for people like me, be joyful and grateful in this pregnancy at all times -- even when you are puking up your toenails till your eyes bleed, it's so easy to gripe and complain during those super uncomfortable times, but remind yourself that the puking, swelling, aching, etc is only there because you are pregnant and remaining so. The most hurtful and devastating thing for me as I went through 2 m/cs was getting on FB everyday to one of my 7000 (ok, really, 7) pregnant friends doing absolutely nothing but bitching, moaning and complaining about all things pregnancy related when. I am so happy that you are healthy and moving right along through this. Really soak up the joy and happiness that is this experience --- roll around in and it smear it all over you for those of us who have come too close to the bad things and won't be able to put them out of our mind as easily if we ever get to be where you are. (Please don't hate me for being a downer.)
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