

So, I have told some other people that I would post pictures of "the belly." As of right now I only have a series of three pictures. They are 5 weeks (pre-showing), 10 weeks, and 17 weeks. Today, I am 18 weeks and I am HUGE! Seriously, like you'd have to be pretty slow to not know that I am preggo.
With my growing belly, has come yet another side effect...shrinking patience. Honestly, I am so mean. I'm mean to students (moreso than usual), I am mean to family, I have no patience at all.
Today I had to call AT & T, because they made a mistake on our bill. I seriously BLEW UP at the AT&T people and screamed at them. Just come on--GET IT RIGHT PEOPLE!!
Here's another realization I came to (I know people, one blog--one idea, but it's my blog dammit and I'll write what I want). Today, as I was watching Say yes to the Dress, I started thinking about motherhood. I have always had a strained relationship with my mom, and I think that in my head the way to "make up" for this, was to have a baby girl, and to have this fabulous Lorelai and Rory Gilmore-type relationship. So, there was this expectation about having a girl, Randy and I both kind of "expected" a girl. However, when I found out that our little man was, in fact, a boy. There was no type of disappointment (except for the fact that a little part of me hoped that it was TWINS-a boy and a girl! LoL), rather there was this new and complete sense of excitement. We bought him some clothes and some others have gotten him gifts (Jenn, Betty, my parents, Randy's parents), and yesterday...the most exciting thing of ALL...I felt him move. All of these things make me absolutely ecstatic to have our little boy. I'm in love with him already! :)
Feeling him move was so cool, Randy was sitting there ranting and raving about something that happened at work and he moved...once, twice, three times. He was either saying "daddy-stop yelling!" or "Heck yeah daddy-you tell them!" LoL.
Amazing.
Seriously overwhelming.
Love him.