I'm one of them

 

I've always thought pregnant women were just a bit completely ridiculous.

 

When Janelle announced her pregnancy, she posted a silly video of two women singing of the 'smug-ness' of pregnant women.
 

Another friend suggested pregnancy to be 'The Ultimate Excuse', while
 

I've always thought pregnant women carried a certain entitlement above the rest of us, the mere mortals not growing a human inside our bodies, that plain drove me nuts.

 

 

Well, I now raise my white flag and admit that I was a clueless-mean-headed-jerk.

 

In my smug-excuse-ridden-entitlement, I'd like to inform you all that I
 

 am sick as a dog,
 

cry over everything,
from Rob and Kristen's breakup to an over-buttered slice of toast.

I 

Need. More. Sleep.

And 

BM's? 
I don't remember those.

 

Every day is different.  On Sunday, I woke Jody in a rage and informed him that he needed to make an appoinment to get himself snipped almost immediately, and then proceeded to spend the day on the couch eating box after box of saltines while feeling sorry for myself.

 

Yesterday, I woke up ready to conquer the world (and I did).  I sucked on a B-Natal Preggo-Pop for breakfast, cleaned the house, grocery shopped, played with Ayden and made a fantastic dinner for Jody and I.  (Okay, well I thought it was fantastic)

 

Jody and I are marveling  at the strange turn of events our lives have taken. 

Our talks have turned from hiking and vacations to babies and houses. 

Date nights used to be sushi and drinks, now my poor husband is lucky if he gets a slice of cheese on his ham sandwich and a mountain dew for dinner.

 

Jody has been so good to me.  Very patient and full of unnecessry empathy and grace, as I am a tad dramatic.  He takes care of me, cuddles me, buys me peanut M&M's (you can earn my love with these) and even tolerated a somewhat expensive shopping spree I went on this weekend in a fit of Awkward-Body-Blues.  I am so grateful to have a not only supportive, but excited partner 'doing this' with me.  He's in it, and he's fearless.

He's also quite handsome.

 Here he is not enjoying a preggo-pop.  Hey!  Husband's get morning sickness, too!

 

But anyway, 

I just wanted to chat a bit about the weirdandgoodandreal things happening to me/us.

I know reading this is probably somewhat annoying (after all, nobody likes a whiner) but despite the awkwardness of pregnancy so far,

I feel so blessed.  I can't believe there is a heart beating inside me
Reading about Baby Cluster's size, growing body parts and functions amazes me every day.

I mean, really, growing a baby is incredible.  It's absolutely mind boggling, and is the clearest evidence to me that my God is good and faithful and strong...not to mention he's a freakin' genius.