I think I may have started feeling old at 22, but now I feel like I am starting to act the part. You know you are getting older when some of your favorite Christmas presents consist of a recipe book, a password keeper, and a fabulous pink spatula. Okay, I did get a new MacBook Pro and an iPhone for Christmas, so I guess I am still a little bit young, but I sure am enjoying all the useful household items.
When I was growing up, I always imagined the day that I would grow up and have kids. I always thought pregnant ladies looked so cute. There was no way that pregnancy could be full of anything but sunshine and rainbows. I had no idea of all the unpleasant things that went along with it.
This pregnancy was a complete surprise for Art and I. I have to say that I am thrilled to be pregnant. I have been so blessed with a healthy pregnancy and a healthy little baby thus far. That being said, when I found out I was pregnant, I had crazy ideas of how things would be. I would not gain over 20 pounds, and I would for sure not get a stretch mark. To you ladies who go through a pregnancy and achieve that, I have to say that you are a freak of nature and I am jealous. I quickly found out that my thoughts were unrealistic. Pregnancy is uncomfortable and full of added weight, stretch marks, and feeling pretty lousy. I still can't wait for this little baby, though. As for if I would do it again, I don't necessarily want to, but I'm sure I will.
I just might do some work in the baby room today... My countdown tells me I only have 4 weeks and 4 days left until January 31st. At the rate I have been getting things done in there, I better get to work.