Happy to be me.

First I want to say thank you to everyone's support regarding my previous post. Blogging has been a great blessing in my life and has allowed me to find some of the greatest friends! I appreciate you.

For a quick update, I haven't been too worried about my complications, probably in thanks to your prayers. I've felt a lot of comfort and haven't really allowed myself to think "worst case scenario." Instead I'm pushing full force into best case scenario and thinking of my little girl joining us perfectly healthy on January 7th. Or 8th. Or 6th. Baby, I really prefer even days if you could just do that one favor for me

I don't really know what I want to write today other than that I have a desire to write something. I have a million thoughts going through my head. This will probably be all over the place 

I start school in less than 3 weeks. Am I crazy for trying to go to school full time, work, and be crazy pregnant? I'm nervous. It's still a lot of work for me to shower, pick up the clothes and wash the dishes in the same day.

I love my baby girl so so so so crazy much! Yesterday I was driving home when a certifiably insane Xterra cut me off and then slammed on his brakes. Say what? My internal [yelling] dialogue went something like "oh no you didn't! You realize I have a baby baking in here?! I don't know if she can handle an accident and you sir will NOT kill my baby!! You need to go back to crazy town and shred your license. Also, I don't like you very much." I've gotten kind of protective of her...FYI, I stopped just in time.

It's hard to not have stuff to wear. Aside from just fitting into clothes, clothing is exponentially more uncomfortable now than it was before. I've always hated clothes.

Jane by Design is a pretty entertaining show you can watch on hulu for free.

My nausea hasn't been quite as bad. I even have days (yes, whole 24 hour time periods) where I don't throw up and that is just...lovely. However, I still have to be on the nausea medication and I still FEEL nauseated 100% of the time, it's just lessened quite a bit. The change is welcomed! The fatigue hasn't really stopped and the heartburn has definitely started. I've also been getting sharp pains and cramping in my back and abdomen. Who knows! I just know every day I DON'T go into labor and give this girl one more day for a fighting chance at life, I am happy!

What's the best way to carry a heckload of books around campus every day when you're 37 weeks pregnant? I don't want to go the rolling backpack route, but I can't think of another option aside from paying a 10 year old boy $0.75/hour to follow me around to my classes and carry my books for me. I probably can't do the 2nd option though, child labor laws being what they are and all.

Pregnancy is freaking hard and I'm not going to say for a second that it's this lovely, beautiful thing I thought it would be. Honestly, it kind of sucks. But for the sake of becoming a mother and brining a child into this world, I feel so so so so so grateful to be pregnant and am so so sosososososo excited and grateful to be a mom. This little girl is already competing with Clint for best friend spot.

So basically, I'm tired, sick, overwhelmed, and very happy to be me.