As the weeks go on, my belly grows bigger and bigger. I am now 21 weeks and my ultrasound is days away for finding out if a little boy or a little girl grows within. I can feel movements now and the baby mostly kicks around where my belly button is. Which by the way is a outty now. I have major heartburn everyday it seems and cramps in my legs and pelvis a lot lately as well from the extra weight etc… I am not sure what I weigh right now but the last time I went to the doctors I was 127. My beginning weight was 120. So that’s a good seven pounds which isn’t too bad for this far along.
I like cherries, Eggs are a big craving as well, Peanuts, peanut butter, cheese and hotdog sandwiches with mustard. Ice cream, sausages, hash browns, french fries. Yogart, chocolate milk. Chocolate chip cookies.
I like cranberry juice to, but I can’t seem to drink it without it causing major heartburn. I also love peanut butter waffles. Yum.
I am pretty much done buying for the baby, well the big things anyways. i still need a few little things and of course clothes for the baby which I can get donated to me from a place I know so I’m not too worried about that.
Moods? hmm well I seem to cry about everything lately. I mean most of what I cry about is normal except when its a laundry commercial. I watch movies and I cry because the story is just so beautiful and I have cried because I feel like I’m lost and not sure what I’m suppose to do with my life as far as work goes. I have also been sad about my grandpa, he’s been diagnosed with terminal liver cancer and wont be around much longer. My mom just flew out to say her goodbyes and I said mine last night spiritually and let him know I love him. I have lost family before, but not close family. I lost my grandparents from my dad’s side, but they weren’t very good people. I lost my uncle from my dad’s side, he wasn’t very good either, used to hit me and my brother all the time and call us names when he was mad about what ever he was mad about.
I hate death. I can’t even watch a movie where there’s someone dying in it without bawling my eyes out and this is even when I’m not pregnant.
It’s safe to say I am very emotional and more sensitive than I already am with this baby. I don’t mind though. I am a very sensitive person to begin with, what’s a little more sensitive. :p