Things are looking up.1. I found out I was pregnant on the morning of my 26th birthday. I love my 26th birthday.
2. I don't love nausea. It's a wretched, wretched thing. Seriously. So not a fan.
3. I am a fan of sleep, however. I go to bed around 9 p.m. these days (yes, former roomies — 9 p.m!), and I adore every minute of that glorious REM cycle.
4. I know what you're thinking: "If you love sleep so much, why don't you marry it?"
5. Oh. You weren't thinking that because you're not in second grade? Oops-a-daisy.
6. I'm going to have my child say, "Oops-a-daisy." Adorable, I tell you.
7. Remember how I'm going to have a child? Cra-zy!
8. You know what else is Cra-zy? Cra-vings! I've had two. Stove Top Stuffing and a Quarter Pounder with Cheese from McDonald's. I'm embarrassed to report that the Quarter Pounder with Cheese was both breathtaking and beautiful.
9. Speaking of bellies (did you make the leap?), I want one. Like, now. I realize I may regret this statement later, but for now I'm tired of looking like I ate five too many Quarter Pounders with Cheese.
10. As for the belly, I think we have a boy on our hands. Just a hunch. Although the Chinese prediction calendar thingie says it's going to be a girl. Which, you know, would be equally wonderful.
11. Did I say wonderful? Adam's going to be a wonderful dad. Really. Top notch.
12. And on top of it all, I'm amazed at how in love I am with this little soul — currently the size of a plum. The wee little thing has plum tuckered me out, and I know it will for the rest of my life. But I am absolutely, totally, completely smitten. And in six months, I'm going to love his little birthday, too. (I know, China — or her!)
P.S. Thanks for all the comment love and excitement on my last post. I feel very loved!
