which is a roundabout way of explaining why I haven't blogged this before despite knowing for 14 weeks that I am pregnant. four months tomorrow.
he/she will be arriving on November 3; at least that's what they call the "EDD" in the trade. it has no relation to reality, of course. now does it make sense that I will kill someone if I don't get my
there is too much to go back over in one post. the baby has not kicked me yet, at least not in a way indistinguishable from wind. but we've seen it wriggle on an ultrasound, and it is forcing me to eat huge quantities of food. no, I didn't throw up. yes, it's weird to think of having a live creature inside me.
I have read several encouraging and a few frightening books about this whole process, but generally it's something I not only accept, but embrace. I am very, very pleased with myself. yes, I know it's all been done before. but not by me. not THIS baby. no more than you yourself have been "done before".
heh heh heh...