Dearest little bean,
It seems funny to write about all of things I’ve been doing since you came into my life, since you’re with me for all of them, but I know you won’t remember, so I’ll just remind you.
Friday was somewhat of an “off” day. The nausea was kicking my arse, in a big way. There were many episodes of dry-heaving, all while trying to remain discreet about things. It was my worst nausea day yet. Your dad and I went to Olive Garden for dinner, because the only thing that sounded appetizing, as usual, was pasta. I couldn’t finish it at all and got the most painful indigestion and heartburn during dinner. I was complaining a lot, but your dad is kind and patient and doesn’t get annoyed…at least doesn’t admit he’s annoyed. But I did enjoy the salad, boy did I enjoy it! Hopefully my old appetite is coming back and I won’t despise vegetables anymore! It’s been rough without them.
On Saturday I went with my friend, Jessica, up to Amish country to visit a bakery and food store. I can’t even begin to explain my sadness upon finding out that the bakery is closed for the winter! This pregnant mama just wanted a mini pie!!!! Is that too much to ask?! But the discount food store made up for it in the hoards of fresh Amish cheese I purchased.
We had a semi bad drive, since the weather was bad, but the worst part was the dirt roads we had to travel to get to these places. I was pretty sure her dashboard was going to be covered in vomit multiple times. But I made it. Lying through my teeth about being carsick was difficult though. I mean, I WAS carsick, but for more reasons that just bumpy roads!
We went out Saturday night with friends we haven’t seen in awhile, but no one knew you were there. Drinking Sprite with a lime kept me under the radar. Although, I sometimes wondered if my intense excitement over my Chicken Tandoori made it obvious. No one else seemed to be having a party in the chair over their dinner. But there I was, mouth stuffed, “Thish ish the besth chicken ever!” And in went yet another pita triangle covered in yogurt sauce! It’s nice when I have moments where I actually enjoy a meal, since the last few weeks have been difficult with this finnicky appetite.
Yesterday was low-key, but I did get to the gym and got some grocery shopping done. Even thought it basically took me all day because my energy levels are taking a nosedive. I browsed some stuff for you, and it gets me giddy and makes me feel like September is SO far away! And it is…but like dad said, I’ll keep saying that, and it will be here before we know it!
I’ve been having headaches here and there, and some of my wonderful eye pain at random times, like right now. But I guess, overall, I’m not doing too bad. And I hope you’re growing big and strong, just not TOO big. We already know you’ll have a giant head.
We talk about names a lot, or I do, rather. I throw them around at your dad constantly. I’ve officially started referring to you as my favorite name, which happens to be a boy’s name, because I’m just still so positive that’s what you are. But I’m confident that if you shock us with a vagina, you’ll forgive me for it. It’s just…you’re so much a boy right now!
Only 3 days until we see your tiny bod!
Only 219 days until we get to snuggle it! ….yeah…ONLY…