OK, so it's been almost 2 weeks since my last HB monitor and I have 2 more weeks to go.
And I am surviving.
Funny how a growing belly will help convince you that there may actually be a person living and growing inside of you.
It's sinking in that this is really happening. My mom cried on the phone the other day when I reminded her I was 16 weeks, not 14 like she thought. She said "You're pregnant!" as if it was the first time she heard. I couldn't help but laugh - it's how we're all feeling.
I was comforted to learn from my Baby Center weekly newsletter that at 16 weeks I'm on the cusp of a major growth spurt. That will be reassuring to experience.
Am I still going crazy over-analyzing every little twinge that I feel? Yep. Inspecting the toilet paper? Yep. Thinking that there's no way the baby could be in there anymore? Uh huh. But it's getting better.
I'm hoping that as I become more secure with this pregnancy, I may even become available to others in my life. For the past few months, I've been what I call "distracted". Some might call it self-centered. Basically all I can think about is baby stuff - both happy and scary. I'm sure friends have noticed that I'm either talking baby or saying nothing at all. Now in a crisis situation, I think I'm still all there, but the day to day stuff...I'm in my own little baby world...