Being pregnant is so crazy. Weeks just seem to swoosh by, and these huge milestones and decisions are happening so fast. Here's what's been happening in the past month:
Week 14

I started to feel oh so much better! Although sleep is still an issue (even as I write this in week 18) I was finally not so sick. In a few weeks, I was suddenly hungry all. the. time. With sudden, desperate hunger ready to strike at any time of the day, I bring snacks with me everywhere now -- even if I'm just running to the post office.
Week 15

I felt like you could finally kinda see a bump in week 15. It's slight, to be sure, but it's there and growing. This week, my nesting instinct also started to kick in, and with it, the beginning of many knitting projects for the babe.
Week 16

At the end of week 16, I felt the baby move for the first time. It was crazy and not at all what I had expected it to feel like. My books all say it will be a "fluttering" or "bubbly" sensation -- feelings that are pleasant and light. Here's what it felt like for me: On the way home from the recycling center one evening, I felt some pressure on my lower left side. It was sort of uncomfortable and I wondered aloud "is that the baby??" Scott pushed gently on my stomach and I felt a little apple-sized head slam against my tummy. Then I screamed. Yep, that was the baby.
Since then, I've gotten more use to the feeling -- it feels a little different every time, but it never feels "fluttery" or "light." It feels more "pokey" and "strange" -- and it's always on the left side. Don't get me wrong, it's reassuring, I just feel the books had led me on here and wonder what else is not going to apply to us.
Week 17

Week 17 saw us at the last of my craft shows for the summer, DIYpsi. My dreams also have been extra insane. Previously, my nightmares were always of the realistic variety (forget to pay all bills, get evicted, that sort of thing) -- I've never dreamed of fantasy creatures or monsters. Now that I'm pregnant these realistic dreams have really stepped it up a notch. I have dreamed all of the following:
- Members of my family and close friends are all killing cops. They ask me to kill cops but I'm so mad that they are doing it that I wake up.
- Scott and I are on the run from the law. My identity has been stolen and my phone now sends us updates from the lead chaser guy detailing how they are tracking us. I throw the phone out the window.
- One of the girl's on the short-lived TV show Popular teaches me about breastfeeding.
- An entire new episode of Gilmore Girls, in which Lorelei (the mom) does laundry the entire time.
- The baby is a boy.
- The baby is a girl.
- The baby is a bunch of deer in our backyard which we have to avoid eye contact with.
Week 18 is already shaping up to be exciting. We find out the baby's gender this Friday but won't be revealing it until our showers. That is, if we can not slip!