9w2d

It's amazing how fast a week flies by. A quick recap of last weekend is in order: We enjoyed the remainder of our anniversary with a nice dinner at Rosalie's. Gregg let me pick which restaurant we went to, and I was having a hankering for good Italian food. Warm bread and salad, followed by Chicken Marsala with a large bowl of angel hair pasta... it was a pregnant girl's dream. The next day we went grocery shopping and among other things I got some high fiber cereal and a large crate of clementines to keep me, ahem, regular. I feel like an eighty-five year old woman! Maybe I should have bought prune juice too, ha ha. I guess I should be grateful it's not morning sickness. On Sunday, Gregg's parents drove down from NJ to visit. They attended church with us and then took us out to eat. After lunch we went back to our place and opened our first set of baby outfits they got for us, a pack of cute onesies.

I can't believe I'm already in my third month, two-thirds of the way through my first trimester! Baby B is now the size of a green olive and starting to develop sex organs. Most evenings I can barely stay awake past 8 o'clock anymore. I'm so tired at night and have to drag myself out of bed in the morning. I've been having all kinds of crazy dreams lately, too. The "girls" are still pretty sore and have firmed up quite a bit. I've also noticed that my lower abdomen is starting to protrude slightly and my waistline is expanding. You can't tell when I'm fully clothed, but I know it won't be long before I'll need to make my first trip to Pea in a Pod for some maternity pants!

I've gone through a period of anxiety this week, thinking about the reality of it all. I'm entering completely unfamiliar territory and it's kind of nerve-wracking. I keep thinking I'm going to do something wrong, like not eat enough of the right foods or gain too much weight... or something. This baby's growth and development is all on me essentially. It's not a bad thing, it's just sometimes a bit overwhelming.

Most of my thoughts about this tiny life inside of me are filled with great joy. I get a warm fuzzy feeling when I think of the newborn I'll hold someday, seeing both our features in him or her, witnessing all the milestones to come. It seems like there's so much we should be doing right now to prepare for the baby's arrival, but it's still relatively early yet. Sometimes I think wow, August is only seven months away, and start to get a little anxious. It blows me away that in that amount of time, our little bean will be here! :)