26 weeks

How far along? 26 weeks

Total weight gain: Down 1.5lbs as of my last appointment.

Maternity clothes? Yes.

Sleep: I could definitely use more of that.

Food cravings: Chocolate every now and then.  I’m hoping I can keep that under control though.

Best moment this week: Surviving Wednesday and knowing I do not have to drive for 2 whole weeks.  With my luck, it won’t start snowing until I have to drive again.

Movement: Yes, so much.

Gender: Boy.

Labor Signs: None.

Belly Button in or out? More flattish now and if he’s in a certain spot, it pokes out.

What I miss: Being able to get up without twisting and grunting.

What I am looking forward to: Our 3D ultrasound that I have scheduled, but need to reschedule.  Also, Christmas dinner.

Weekly Wisdom: Just when you think you’ve reached your limit of Crap To Deal With, you find a mouse in your house.

Milestones: Viability.  But he’d better keep baking.

Also, mouse in the house.  A mouse.  I screamed like a girl.  Scamper killed it, and I have since covered it with 2 hand towels and swept it to the backdoor (out of the way) where it will stay until Mr. Silly calls at lunchtime and I beg him to please OMG pleeeeease come home and get rid of the mouse.  And even that was a chore since I still have this persistent morning sickness and I kinda want to throw up.

I would just call Mr. Silly at work, but I had to call the day I got stuck in the snow and I had to call yesterday since I realized way too ate that he took the car back to work with him with ALL the groceries in the back.  At least it’s cold, so everything lived.  I am, apparently, becoming “That Wife”.  The one who calls over every little thing.  But I swear I’m not trying to.  Not my fault the weather is against me and I’m pregnant and forgetful and mice just up and decide to invade and I’m too chicken to just deal with it myself.  I may have also scarred Smushy for life with my screaming and carrying on.  I know that is the exact WRONG way to react, but OMG MOOOOOUUUUUSSSSSE.

And I locked Scamper in the playroom downstairs for her trouble.  But really it’s so she doesn’t uncover the mouse.  Don’t worry, she is where the food, water, and litter box are.

Plus, Smushy had a fever last night and still (again?) this morning.  She’s being a little more clingy and chill than usual, but still eating and drinking fine and no other symptoms.  Which has nothing at all to do with the mouse and everything to do with me having a bad week.  At least she’s not missing school because of it.

I need a vacation.