So, I'm pregnant. I am the annoying person who is posting before I'm out of my first trimester. In weighing the repercussions, I guess if something bad happens before 13 weeks, I don't think I'd feel bad about sharing early. But between my husband and my mother (ok, and me too), everyone knows already. If you don't, congratulations! You are the last to know. hee.
I am not a big fan of the pregnant Facebook post so I'm not gonna do that. I also am not going to post a weekly picture with a hand drawn "I'm 13 weeks" picture in front of my stomach. boo. I also am not going to use the terms "bump," "preggo," or "preggers." ew. It's like "moist," "scrumptious," and "runny." These words just should never be used. I'm sorry if you use these words/have posted these types of pictures/love it when people do. I'm not trying to be insulting. But really, cut it out.
I tried to post some other inane update today but this is ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT. I can't think about anything else because I'm trying every half hour of every day not to throw up on my desk. It's gross. I can't find anything good to eat. Maternity clothes are ugly. U-G-L-Y. And expensive. I think I'm just going to get a few sets of those full body, mechanic's coveralls.
But, I'm happy, really I am (at least during those few minutes each day when my stomach settles). And it's a nice way to cap off a crappy year. It's something we just didn't know if we'd be able to do. And by "do" I mean afford, the "doing" part was fairly easy. Ok, gross. I'm sorry. It's the baby talking. I'm really sorry, I'm just not myself lately.
But there you have it. I'm due next spring--another May baby!