I love being pregnant; I really do (it's not just the bigger boobs, either). I mean, it is so cool to feel Ian move inside me, to know that I am growing a new life. It's been absolutely wonderful since I've been able to feel him move around more. I was such a nervous wreck the first few months of this pregnancy that feeling him move has eased my mind so much.
I had an amnio done about 2 months ago to prepare ourselves in case anything was wrong...with my age (36) and my diabetes and hypothyroidism, I am at risk for so much going wrong. Luckily, it showed nothing wrong...:) What it did show was an inverted arm in the 8th chromosome. I've been teasing Mike that since I can raise one eyebrow (like the Rock, lol) and Luke can do it as well (and also has that 8th chromosome thing), this baby will be able to do the same thing. The genetics center hasn't a clue what this anomaly does; they just say that if the mother has it and passes it down, then more than likely it's not a cause for concern.
I'm starting to get a little nervous about school starting here in three weeks. Lately, Luke has been very clingy. He doesn't want to go anywhere that he's not with Mike or I. Daycare has been a emotional struggle every morning...and my hormones can't take it, lol. I don't know if he is insecure about the new baby or what. I'm also worried about getting two kids (and myself) ready each morning. Mike isn't around so it all falls to me. I know there are plenty of moms who do it every day, but I'm freaking a bit. I know it will all work out, though, blah, blah, blah.
Of course, I wouldn't be me if I wasn't freaking out a bit about things.....like:
...I miss my size 10 clothes and wonder if I'll ever fit into them again!
...I was late to work this morning b/c I spent about 20 minutes staring at my ass, wondering when in the past three months it had signed up for an ass time-share. My normal ass is now sitting in Bermuda somewhere, while Rosanne Barr's ass decided South Carolina might be a nice place to visit and has settled happily onto my body.
...I am suffering from a serious lack of motivation at work. I am getting it done, but not as quickly as usual. I figure I am now using all my creative energy to figure out how to tie my shoes and shave my legs each morning, so there is not much left to pour into my job.
...I have eaten well and been very active over the past week and have gained another 3 pounds, bringing me to 25 thus far - my earlobes probably have cellulite already.
Okay, that's enough for today...:)