This may end up being a rambling post. My mind is pretty crazy right now. Between pregnancy brain (it's a real thing) , needing to get away (10 days and counting) and Stan being out of town since yesterday (and returning tomorrow, PTL) I've had the most random brain I've had in a while. So here are a few things going on here.
-Today I am 12 weeks along. I still throw up about 2 out of 3 days but have only had one day of multiple times. I am highly hormonal--easily cry over nothing, very broken out skin, etc.--so this is very different than my past two pregnancies. I am told over and over that this all means that I am having a girl but I don't want to get too one minded. With the boys I was certain from the moment I found out I was pregnant that they were both boys. This time Stan and I both feel it's a girl but I'm not sure if it's both because that's what we want so badly or if it's a true feeling. The thought of three boys terrifies me, but I know, it's a little late for that. The other day Stan said to me right after a trip to the bathroom to vomit, 'you and your daughter aren't getting off to a very good start'. My reply was 'whatever this baby is, it will owe me lots of cuteness and good sleeping after these past few weeks.'
-If this is a girl I selfishly hope she looks like me. Not because think looking like Stan would a bad thing but because I want to take pictures of my mom, me and my daughter together all wearing coordinating (but not matching) outfits and looking the same. That is little strange, and vain, I know. I think my mom will like that idea and agree with me.
-I had another 'song' moment this morning. Lately music speaks to my heart like no other thing. Today it was You Alone by the Passion Worship Band. At one point they sing 'I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive' repeatedly. It was so great. I am alive in Christ, PTL!
-In 10 days we will fly to Thailand and have a much needed break. We will have time of fellowship, worship and vacation. Not to mention medical check ups. I had an appointment for Monday the 26th but just got notified that it was cancelled because of uncontrollable circumstances. I don't know if I can reschedule or be seen now. Please pray that I will be able to be seen by someone. This is my only chance to be seen outside of our country (and by that I mean by a doctor in a facility that somewhat resembles the US) until a month before it is time to deliver. Also, we will get to eat at many American restaurants including Outback--Stan's favorite--so I am so hoping that my nausea and vomiting ends soon or at least takes a hiatus while we are there. I will be getting Starbucks everyday.
-A good friend that we met while in Richmond will be coming to visit tomorrow. She's wonderful. We have a lot of fun together and she loves my family (well her and Stan have a love/hate relationship) so it will be a good lead in to time spent with other friends in TL. She will be a great help as we prepare to leave and I look forward to some good talks!
-Best of all, I'm trying to blog again. Stan's not here to tell me I've been on the computer too much so I'm going to try to do some work on my blog. Everyone has such cute blogs and I want one too! We'll see. :)
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or if it's not a girl....just put a wig on bennett.
I really hope you can reschedule your appt and be seen, I know how much you were looking forward to it! Also, I'm hoping you get to enjoy OUtback -- wonder if they have those delish potatoes there?
My thoughts:
1. I'm joining the "it's a girl" bandwagon. I never puked, but felt horrendous the first trimester and my face was worse than it was in middle school.
2. If it is a girl, can you name her Patty? Patty Pittman makes me smile every time I think of it.
3. I so hope you get to see the doctor. It just makes you feel so much better to know that everything is progressing normally.
I hope your baby is girl too. I hope she looks like you as well, because you're gorgeous.
Hi, I just read your comment on my AVA blog from awhile ago. You're so sweet! And congrats on baby #3!
Blessings, Angie
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