I feel like so many people have taken a blogging hiatus or discussed it recently. I am not. I’ve just been a busy pregnant lady.
Take my face for example, I look like I’m 16 with my acne. I have this guy I work with pointing the things out. Lucky for him we are friends or else I’d have to give him the hairy eyeball and leave something sharp for him to sit on for when he returns to his desk.
I survived the bloody trip to London. I was thisclose to calling the doctor about some things I was worried about. Bub talked me out of it. I went to the doctor yesterday for my regular checkup and we listened to the heartbeat and that lightened my mood and erased my stress from the weeks prior.
I feel like I have a list of things to do a mile long for this little bug inside of me. And unlike wedding planning when you think, gee, who cares if I only have a ribbon on my wicker card basket and not a flower arrangement, you can’t say the same for finding a pediatrician or daycare.
Daycare. I’m more thinking about who’s going to take care of ME when the baby comes. I’ve been such a stressball.
Every time the baby kicks I feel the need to talk to it. I especially love talking back in the shower telling baby we’re getting clean! The kicks have been the best. It’s like a constant reminder now that hey, someone is definitely knocking on my door from the inside and I had better pay attention.
I really, really am.
itsy bitsy mama