Dear Sweet, Wonderful, Miracle child inside of me,

PLEASE REMOVE YOUR FOOT/HAND/BUTT/HEAD FROM MY RIBS!

K, thanks.

Day: 162
Days Left: 118
Feeling: Besides for the body part lodged in my upper ribs, I'm doing okay. I've had really severe back pain the past few weeks, which I am going to talk to my doc about next Tuesday at my 24 week appointment.
Mood: Pretty good. I've been a little emotional at times, but hey, that's pregnancy for you.
Recent Cravings: None really. They finally got Shamrock Shakes at McD's, so that made me a happy camper last week. My husband, however, is craving Caramello's, and orange Fanta.
Just Noticed: I have to be allergic to something in this house. I cannot stop sneezing the past three days (like 27 sneezes in a row), but it only happens when I'm at home.

I finally kicked Will out of the nursery this past weekend. We had to order our dresser, so that gave him a little time, but we were able to pick it up last Saturday. Which meant his "office" was moving down to the basement, whether he was ready or not. Surprisingly, he didn't argue much. Although a little pouting was necessary to get him to move the desk. Anyways, we moved it all downstairs and now we have a nursery! I will try to post pictures later if I remember, but it is far from finished. But it's a start...the furniture is in and arranged, the bookshelf is bought and put together, the shelf is up...

I decided to try my hand at some artwork because I thought the wall art that matched our nursery set was cheap looking and too small for the wall I wanted it on. I decided that I was going to sketch out and color some of the designs from the bedding set. I got one almost done, but I'll have to wait until I get the set to do the second one. I can't tell the colors well enough on the computer screen. So that's one project in the works.

I keep thinking that I'm sick of being PG, but really, I'm not. For the most part, I like it. Sure, it's got pains and aches and I can no longer get out of a chair in a lady-like fashion, but hey, in the end, I get a kid. Sounds like a fair trade. I think more than anything, I am sick (to death) of cold weather. I can't wait for it to get hot outside! I am pretty sure that I suffer from seasonal depression on a normal basis, and I have found that tanning once a week really helps my emotional state. But, I am not going to be one of those pregnant nutters that squashes her giant belly into a tanning bed, so I'm suffering through it without the help of artificial sunlight.

In an attempt to prepare for summer, I bought some CUTE stuff from Old Navy yesterday. Sidebar here. Let's talk about Old Navy for a second, because as much as I love them, they bother me. I don't care what people say, I've had nothing but good stuff from that store. Their clothes do not fall apart on me, and they are great for casual pieces. But, it irritates me that the ON closest to me doesn't have a maternity section. At all. Not even one rack. And the one that's furthest away has the most pitiful maternity section I've ever seen. They have about a nine foot area devoted to pregnant women, and most of those items are plus size garments masquerading as maternity gear. I just find that upsetting. Alright. Step down. Sidebar over. Old Navy.com, however, has some super cute stuff. So I did a naughty thing (I never order clothes online), and bought a few shirts and (double naughty) a pair of shoes yesterday. They are summery and make me happy.

Next week, I have my 24 week appointment on Tuesday. I am preparing my list of questions and concerns tonight. Usually I don't make a list, but this time I'm going to make my doctor work for his money.

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