Baby’s Length: 6 in.
Baby’s Weight: 7.5 oz.
Baby’s Size: Magic 8-Ball
I had a fun birthday party Friday night at Margaritas. I was disgusted that the waitress sang Happy Birthday after I explicitly told her not to and she lied to me and told me, “Oh we don’t do that here.” When her and 6 other waiters were done embarrassing me with the horrid song, my brother tried to egg them on and get them to sing it again and I grabbed her and told her if she sang it again that I would make sure she didn’t get a tip. I was so pissed!! The only thing worse than people singing Happy Birthday to you in a restaurant is a surprise party. I HATE surprise parties.
Saturday, which was the actual day of my birthday, I went to the mall and bought myself a really nice pair of maternity jeans and few comfy pairs of pants. Then we came home, are leftover cake from the night before, and watched TV. Very relaxing and very nice.
Some days it’s so hard to keep track of how far along I am. I had such a busy week last week, that when people asked me how far along I was yesterday, I had trouble answering them. I’m like, “Eighteen weeks… 19 weeks… something like that! I guess about 5 months along now. Wow, has it really been that long? haha”
Seriously, people weren’t kidding when they said that the time would just fly by. I guess this is how it’s going to be until I’m around 65. Then maybe time will seem to slow down again…
I find out the sex of the baby in less than 2 weeks!! Yay!! I really can’t wait. We’ve been talking about names for a couple weeks now, so it will be nice to know which ones we’re going with – boy or girl.
I’ve started having a few annoying pregnancy things like leg cramps, back pain, stomach pain, trouble sleeping, headaches, etc but nothing too serious or worth complaining about. From what I’ve heard, I’m pretty lucky and am having a fairly easy pregnancy.
I never thought I would turn into one of those people that didn’t want to hear baby/pregnancy/parenting advice. When I found out I was pregnant I thought that I would have an open mind and try to listen to what other people have to say, just to give them a chance in case they really do have some good advice. But at this point, I have trouble even bringing myself to talk to friends and family about the baby or my pregnancy.
It seems like people automatically assume they have a ticket to be really annoying and intrusive when they find out your pregnant. Even complete strangers! Is this our culture over here in America, or is it like that everywhere?
And if your pregnant or a mom, and you’re reading this, did you have this same problem when you were pregnant?? How did you deal with it?