I love being pregnant. Sure, there are days when I just feel miserable (physically), and nothing I do seems to take the general feeling of ‘bleh’ away (although last night the chocolate chip cookies Sean made sure did help). Then there are days that I feel really good, and start to wonder if everything is still alright – I mean, if you feel sick all the time, at least you know that baby is doing well….

I wish that I could afford one of those doppler thingys, so I could listen to Jellybean’s heart beating everyday, and I also wish that the doctors would let me get an ultrasound each week, so I can see her. Cause, even though I have 3 u/s pictures of Little JB on my notice board, it still seems surreal. The only thing I have to remind me of her presence is the strange aches I feel as my uterus expands, the insomnia and the night time WC visits, the intense hunger followed by the desire to give the food I just ate back to nature. Oh, wait, I guess that’s alot of stuff, isn’t it.

Anyway, I love being pregnant. The ‘bleh’ days are totally worth it. I love knowing that Little JB is growing and even moving around, though I can’t feel her. Another realy cool thing is that when I get cravings for pancakes and milkshakes and cookies, I can indulge occasionally. Most of the time I try to eat healthy, but some days the only thing that will stop the rumbling is a really good carb and sugar load. Like the chocolate chip cookies we had last night. It’s all Little JB’s fault and I love her for it!!