May 6, 2008
Twenty Eight Weeks, and change.
I think I just look a little pointier in the belly than I did a month ago. Weird, because I feel like a damn tank.
Life is good. The weather is nice, I feel a-OK, and I don't have gestational diabetes! Hooray! The check-up from hell turned out okay!
A little less than 12 weeks left til my due date. I... don't know what to do with this information. The nursery is a shitmess, I don't have a car seat or a stroller or ANYTHING.
These things will be resolved soon, but still. I'm a basket case.