(Almost) 17 weeks
(I may be in my pajamas, but at least I cleaned the mirror this week.)
Somehow without me knowing it, we’ve almost reached the halfway point of this pregnancy. Which means this kid is coming in just five months. Last time around five months felt like an eternity. This time I know the end will be here before we know it, so I’m trying to bank as much mama and Owen time as I can. I know he won’t remember being an only child, but I will, and I want to just soak it in.
Next week is my monthly doctor appointment, and then we’ll set the date for the BIG ultrasound, most likely around Valentine’s Day. I’m super excited to find out if baby is a boy or a girl. I’m still mostly convinced we’re having another boy, — I mean, we’ve done boy. Clearly, we make boys — but I don’t have that set-in-stone feeling I had the first time. A girl would be wonderful. A boy would be too. Just give me a healthy kid (and hopefully one who sleeps a LITTLE BIT BETTER than Owen did. That’s not too much to ask, is it?).
The second trimester has been pretty nice, but I’ve had some ca-razy mood swings slash tear fests lately and all I can do when they’re over is apologize to Michael for marrying a psychotic person and go about my day. I think he finds me amusing. (Or, nuts. Maybe a little of both.) Baby is bopping around in there fairly frequently and while cravings has been basically non-existent this time around, I can’t push that nagging feeling of wanting a cold cut sandwich on delicious bread piled high with cheese and lettuce out of my mind. It’s the only avoid-food I’m pretty serious about during pregnancy, and while I know there are regular non-lunch meat options that to most would probably taste better, because I can’t have it, it’s all I want.
There is a deli about15 minutes away that Michael already agreed to go to for me after this baby is born. Like, that day. I CANNOT WAIT.
So, that thing about being a desperate houswife:
We live on a cul de sac and I’m at home. Which means I can see the comings and goings on the street all day long. Which means I have completely built up a story in my head that one neighbor is having an affair with a handy man while her husband is at work. Even if possibly I saw the two men both at the house this morning. Possibly. Which means there is probably no affair and just some house work going on, but whatever. In my head this is much juicier.
I also saw another neighbor’s teenage daughter come home during the middle of the day. Holding hands with a boy. And they went in the house. Where no one was home.
BUSTED.
Before you tell me I have to get out more, let me assure you this activity is not all-consuming. At least not yet. It’s probably a good thing I’m going to have my hands full soon, I mean, REALLY.
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February 3, 2012 at 3:23 pm
Erin
Man, nothing fun like that happens on my street. Everybody works except the two other moms I go walking with and I’m pretty sure neither of them is having an affair with anyone, as we’re all the only people any of the three of us ever sees. (Except the crew working on the restoration of the house a few doors down that had fire damage over the summer, but it’s different guys every day so I’m pretty sure if there were affairs happening there they’d be one-afternoon stands.)
February 3, 2012 at 3:47 pm
Stephanie
Wow, it is going by pretty fast, and I never would have known that you were in your PJ’s if you hadn’t said something 🙂 LOL. I live on a dead end street and I stay at home all the time. I know just about every car that comes and goes LOL. But I too have different stories for lots of my neighbors that are LOTS more juicy than they probably are in reality. Its just much more fun that way! Besides I gotta do something to make cleaning during naptime more fun! 😀
February 3, 2012 at 4:35 pm
Michelle San Antonio
Deli meats are ok if you heat them up in the microwave. And if you don’t want to eat them hot, just let them cool off for a bit after nuking them. Deli meats are such a quick, easy lunch option – it’s tough to find good alternatives. Very cute baby belly : )
February 4, 2012 at 8:58 am
hemborgwife
I also stay at home and I have a whole story about the people who live above us and every time I hear or see something to support my story I tell my husband but he is not on board with it but like you said it keeps me entertained!
March 17, 2012 at 11:49 pm
Melissa Carrier (@Jemstaa)
Omg I wanted a turkey sandwich SO badly for my entire pregnancy!