I can't wait to stop being sick, I can't beileve how much hair is coming out of my head, I feel fat and I just want to lay in bed all day.
Working 16hr shifts and working 7 days a week is hard work. I know it will pay off when I get my trip to Edmonton though. I've been thinking a lot about the delivery part of this.. and I'm scard. I've decided I'm crossing my legs and demanding a c-section. I haven't thought a whole lot about names yet and I can't seem to find one I looove. I want to find out what I am having, no surprises for me. I want to be fully prepared by the time June comes. I think it is a boy though, if it's a girl, well I don't know if the I can handle a child version of Sarah.
I'm happy I don't have to be all fat and sweaty during summer time though, I get to use my new grown chubs for warmth in the winter and get to walk all over the place with my new baby in the summer, how great will that be? It doesn't bother me that I am going to be "missing out" on the fun 20s stuff with my friends, the way I see it is that when I do have the time and money to go to awesome places in the world, I'll always have a little travel buddy who gets to experiance the whole thing with me too and it will be great for both of us.
Maybe I'll just wait to get rich when I'm 40... be old, wrinkley and wise and just lay on beaches all day. That sounds like a good plan too.
I still haven't told many people yet that my ego is prego, I don't really know why I haven't. I will when am ready though. I should probably tell my bosses before I become noticabley pregnant though, maybe before Christmas break? We will see.
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