Aaaaaaaaand we have an answer….
We have a son on his way! I’m so excited for SteveKam – I just know they are going to be the best of buddies. 🙂 All I can think about is how this little dude is going to want to be just like his Dad… and how I couldn’t imagine a better role model for my little guy. We’re having a tiny SteveKam! I mean, get out! From the looks of the ultrasound, he’s even got his button nose.
We’re 20 weeks along – the official halfway mark of the pregnancy. Well, good. Because, people – and I am going to be brutally honest here – I am getting tired of being pregnant. Oh, yes, it’s magical and sparkly and full of rainbows and all that – sure. Some days. But other days, you just feel fat, tired, ugly as a piece of roadkill with a temperament to match. Hormones are raging these days and I have to say I am exhausted by the peaks and valleys. I know I have 4 and half MORE months to look forward to, but at least having hit the halfway point… well, it’s something. I’ll take it. 🙂
The past few days are a prime example. I hit a 36 hour (or so) period of just feeling blue beyond consolation. There were tears. There was a sleepless night. There were more tears. There was an urge to either throw something through a window or set it on fire. There was shouting at the top of my lungs in the kitchen, “I HATE BEING PREGNANT!” There was a sobbing phone call to my Mom in Switzerland asking her what the Hell was wrong with me. (To which she basically replied, “Nothing, honey. You’re pregnant.”)
And then … it passed.
And I felt the little fella move and I went shopping for baby clothes with my sisters and had some Indian food for dinner and smiled and laughed and felt like a normal human being again.
So, we’re back to the sparkly, magic rainbows. For now.
Halfway there! Halfway there! (my mantra until we’re like 3/4 of the way there… hee hee)