Wednesday, September 10, 2014


If this blog were an actual room in reality, there would be dust bunny tumbleweeds rolling across the floor. And crickets. Actually no, you know what, the crickets would probably all be little desiccated corpses at this point. So, now that I've painted a sufficiently morbid picture of how little I've tended to my blog over the last 12 weeks, I will show you what I've been working on.
Yep, working on growing a tiny human.
Tiny human (henceforth known as Peanut) is due March 25th and I'm 12 weeks today. It's hard to summarize the feelings I've had over the last 12 weeks, but foremost among them were general digestive upset, excitement, joy and impatience. The nausea and bloating have been slowly abating over the course last week, and I'm profoundly grateful for that. The impatience is set to last because I'm just that excited for my little Peanut, growing inside of me.

Seeing Peanut on Monday and hearing the heartbeat (steady at 153!) was the coolest thing I've ever experienced. Every time I look at the ultrasound picture, I smile. I'm pretty sure I spent more time just looking at the little picture than actually writing the post. Now that I'm now longer keeping my happy news to myself, the blog's dust bunnies will be eradicated. I have at least five half-finished posts just sitting my Google drive, waiting for the moment when I could share them.