+ I worry… a lot
+ I love to eat Golden Grahams
+ I hate the smell of my work’s bathroom hand-soap
+I am no longer tempted with Jr. Mints (Anything mint has been difficult to eat.)
+ I always feel awkward telling someone the news that “We’re pregnant!”
+ I am always tired and always hoping for a nap
+ Whenever I tell someone how far along I am, I feel the need to round-up a week
+ I like to layer my clothing to try and hide the sorta pregnant belly starting to form (When really, I just look bloated.)
+ I cry at the drop of a hat- whether it be an episode from Oprah, Extreme Home Makeover, or Biggest Loser... man. I'm emotional.
+ I like to observe babies who will be my baby’s same age at this time in a year; I’m kind of obsessed about it, because I can’t believe that we will get one of those someday too!
+ We have a garden FULL of tomatoes, and I couldn’t go near them for 3 whole months- anything tomato made me want to gag
+ Jeff refers to my throwing-up as yakking because of HOW dramatic I am when I… yak.
+ I love www.babycenter.com’s updates; I always peruse week’s ahead to see what my baby will be doing soon
+ I talk way too much about my body's changes. I’m sure Jeff and my family are sick of hearing about it.
+ My little sister, Brecke, is also pregnant. She’s such a trooper about it; I want to be more like her.
+ I cannot wait to find out if we’re having a boy or girl. I think it’s a girl; Jeff thinks it’s a boy. But, really, I don’t care which, I just want a healthy baby.
+ Jeff has been the most amazing, supportive, sweet, loving husband ever while his wife has been somebody so unlike herself.
+ And finally, I still cannot believe we’re having a baby! We're
so blessed.