Christmas Has Come and Gone

I just realized it has been over a month since I posted anything. Admittedly, it is the busiest month of the year, so I will cut myself some slack.

I spent the last month growing larger. My stomach is quite, um, out there now, but that is okay. I know that at 24 weeks, I am just at the beginning of the hugeness. I have a plan to spend the last trimester sugar free, so I pray this time my baby can be under 10 1/2 pounds. Until then, I will enjoy my chocolates of the world that my beloved husband blessed me with this Christmas. Man, the Swiss, Italians, Canadians, Belgians and Spanish sure can make some yummy chocolate.

Yet, today, I just craved a good old fashioned American Snickers bar. We love what we know the best, don't we?

So, here we are, 6 weeks into our knowledge of our baby's girlhood, and it is sinking in. We were blessed earlier this month with a TON of clothing from a friend, and it was really fun to go through and ooooo and aaaaaahhhhh over.

Still, there is a part of me that says, "they could be wrong." There is also a part of many other people that needs to remind me of that frequently. So, this week, I am sorting out our baby clothing and boxing it up to mail to my sister-in-law for her new baby boy. And to hand over to my lovely friend who is having her first boy after 4 girls. My plan, however, is to hold on to these things until we either have another ultrasound, or we give birth to a daughter. Upon confirmation of the female gender, I will gladly relinquish control of the blue clothing and bring in the boxes of pink sweetness.

Part of the reason I have not been blogging, truthfully, is that I am STILL so nauseous so much of the time. As we speak, I am feeling very green around the gills. Gotta go lay down now. More later when my guts aren't churning. Ugh.