Observations

Since I took a nap today and slept past 4:00 (accidentally), I can't get to sleep now.  So I guess this is when a blog comes in handy.
I thought I'd share some things I've been noticing lately...

1. Nesting is a very tiresome process:  I feel like there is constantly something that needs to be done or fixed or cleaned. Blaine has been very tolerant and helpful during this phase and has been doing a lot of work for me, so I am very grateful for that. But it seems like the list just keeps growing with no end in sight. I think it's mostly a mental thing, and I'm hoping the problem will correct itself soon. After all, was it really necessary to paint the bathroom or put a rug under our bed (which was actually more difficult than I expected it to be)?

2. My bellybutton is changing:  I won't dwell too long on this because I doubt anyone is too interested in my bellybutton, but it is fascinating to me. It used to be a very deep "innie" bellybutton and now, well, it's not so much anymore. It isn't an outie yet, but at this rate it very well could be before this is all over.

3. I might be birthing the next Karate Kid:  So I said in the first post that I like to feel the baby moving, and I still do, but what is he/she doing in there? It's like extreme gymnastics or something and that's when I haven't had any caffeine! I drank a Diet Dr. Pepper (yes I know, that's a double don't because of the caffeine and artificial sweetener, but it was just one) one day and thought someone was popping bowl after bowl of popcorn in my stomach. This is going to be a lot of fun when the baby is kicking my lungs and ribs and other various internal organs instead of just my stomach.

4. I'm pregnant but not handicapped:  It is funny to me all the things people don't want you to do because you're pregnant. Don't get me wrong... I'm not complaining. It is nice that people are so thoughtful and considerate, but it does make me laugh a little whenever someone doesn't want me to stand for more than five minutes or carry a bag of groceries or walk more than ten feet. It's not a bad thing, but I just don't want to let myself get used to it because it only lasts for nine months or so, and then I'm just a regular person again who doesn't get any of that special treatment.

That's all I'll post for now. Hopefully, I can fall asleep for a couple of hours before I have to turn over on my other side because my hip is hurting or before I have to make a trip to the bathroom. That is my final observation... Being pregnant looks a lot more glamorous and a lot less difficult in the movies ; )