Yesterday was a great day! I found out that Hilary is pregnant! Nothing is more exciting than going through pregnancy with one of your best friends. She’s 17 weeks along and of course looking far more beautiful than me! I’m so happy! I wish we still lived in the same town, but this is too wonderful for words! It’s also funny how being 3 months ahead of someone who’s expecting suddenly makes you realize how far along you are! I love that we are past the critical stage now and every week, Baby D just gets fatter and fatter! With all of his/her organs set, and just the lungs to develop, it’s unbelievable that our baby could actually be born any day! While of course I long for that, I also know that it’s best if we can get another month or two under our belts! Anyway, happy days.
Not so great days have been brought upon us, once again, by our condo. “Eddie,” our tenant for whom we were SO grateful turned out to be utterly dishonest and crazy and we are once again paying out that dollar mortgage with our Colombian pesos. There’s some serious interest, but I won’t write again about the whole nightmare until I see the check cleared in the bank, and a few days thereafter in fact, as we had someone’s check clear only to be withdrawn four days later. Who knew that could happen? And who knew there were so many terrible time-wasters on Craigslist?
Sleep has been awful for the past week, despite the fact that we’ve moved permanently to the couch which is so much more comfortable than our bed. Last night, sadly, there were even some desperate tears around 4:30am when I’d been awake for over three hours, having slept just one. Today I feel like a zombie, with eyes so glazed over and sore to the sun that it hurts to even blink. I need to figure this one out…
But Baby is wonderful. The movements are so strong and pronounced now. It makes me so happy. Some people who see the dinosaur movements on my tummy or we tell of the outwardly visible motion find it very creepy, just as Marina and Squirrel did when Mummy told them of how she could actually grab their little feet in there, but I just love it. I’m still not too good at distinguishing actually body parts, but since I’ve had some scary dreams of hands and feet pushing through the skin like pizza dough, I’m okay with that for now! We are 29 weeks today and every hour, a little closer to meeting our little one.
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I'm sorry you're having such a rough time with sleep! I spent many nights on the couch trying to get even a decent half-night's sleep! Hope you get some much-deserved rest and that all the tenant craziness works out!
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