14 Weeks

Baby Connell is the size of a lemon and Mama Connell is the size of a house. Papa Connell is looking forward to putting on sympathy weight with a steady diet of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and apple turnovers.

14 weeks down, many more to go. I've officially entered my second trimester and am determined to enjoy the rest of my pregnancy. Looking back, I really didn't enjoy the first 3 months and it was basically my fault. I read too much and worried that things happening to people around me would happen to me. I am trying to go by Owen's advice now which is to firmly believe that everything is going to be fine. No need to worry until there is something to worry about. Basically, I'm going to have to become a whole new person because worrying is like breathing to me! Now that I'm starting to see the doctor on a monthly basis, I'm going to let him do all the worrying. Let him tell me if there is something wrong rather than reading in a book what could possibly go wrong.

I simply cannot wait for Junior to get here. I can't wait to have a new person to share our life with. A new person for Owen to make laugh, a new person to get smothered in all our love.

Cannot.

Wait.

Owen was on vacation this week and enjoyed sleeping at night with the rest of the world. Unfortunatley, his wife snores like a trucker so while he started his nightly sleeps with me in our bed, he continues said sleeps in the bunk bed room. At first I put up a fight when he gets up to leave ("oh, don't go lover - I'll stop") but it can't bother me that much because I wake up the next morning on his side of the bed. I'm going to have to invest in some breath right strips to see if that solves the problem. Any advice?

This Saturday is the Peterson's 25th Wedding Anniversary party and I could not be more excited. It's been years in the making and promises to be a great night. Congratulations Aunt Paula & Uncle Roy!

How I'm Feeling: So much to look forward to!